The Hundred Stories of Miss Ghost

I stared wide-eyed at the line of words that emerged on the whiteboard, and was stunned by Sato Sanlu's hand.

"Then... making these bloody characters is your ability?"

Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed mentioned in the rumors circulating that the blood words "Please spell me" will appear on the glass of the window, which seems to be Sato-san's handwriting.

Ah... so envious...

Why is there such a big gap between weirdness and weirdness when they are both supernatural things? !

The ability of sound transmission, the ability of appearing blood characters, the most enviable is the ability of meat sauce that seems to be able to teleport, why can't I do anything? !

I bit my lip and asked in displeasure: "How did you learn this ability? Give me one too!!"

Sato-san froze, stunned for a while, then scratched his smooth forehead with his bone claws, and a new line of blood words appeared on the whiteboard:

【These abilities... are what we have learned naturally... we didn't learn them by ourselves... and our method is bigger than (black out)... and it's different from ghosts like you.】

"How is it different?" I rolled my eyes. "You guys are trying to hide the goodies from sharing with your lovely new co-workers, aren't you?"

Fine beads of sweat emerged from Sato-san's gray bones, and I really don't know where it came from.I saw it frantically shaking its head from side to side, even turning its skull 360°, and explained in blood on the whiteboard:

【No no no!I don't mean that! !What I mean is, Miss, you should be a ghost now, and we are "Ghost Talk", these are essentially two different things]

"Ghost talk..." I chewed this word. Although this word is often said, when I see this word on the whiteboard now, I have a strange feeling, as if a long time ago... as if someone It's like explaining the word to me...

Maybe seeing my confused expression now, Sato continued to write on the whiteboard:

[Missy like you are now, it should be the "spirit" produced after the death of human beings. It is said that the reason for this is that there is still a strong obsession or resentment towards the human world, or that you have not realized that you are dead. , will become a spirit body and continue to wander in the human world. The essence of this is that the originally existing life has changed from one form to another.But we are different, we are something that did not exist from the beginning, we were born from the "legends" of human beings. 】

"Born from human legends..." Hearing these words, my consciousness was in a trance for a while, as if something buried deep in my brain was about to break out of the ground.

[Students here are afraid of us. They rumour that fetuses in jars will cry babies at night, that skeletons in closets will keep tapping boxes and leaving blood on the windows, and that mannequins will Come alive at night and wander the lab building.These rumors have been passed down year by year, known by more and more people, believed by more and more people, so we were born in these legends, from lifeless dead things to existences with our own consciousness , that is, "weird talk".Our abilities are probably born out of our "legends", so they are something we will naturally know]

I looked at the lines of blood on the whiteboard that surfaced and then were wiped away. I bet I had never heard of these things before, but they looked so familiar, as if I should know them.

I glanced at Sato and teased, "It looks like you know a lot, don't you?"

And its spine is leaning slightly forward, as if the subordinate is bowing slightly facing the boss, and the words "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, it's all from the big sister..." appeared on the whiteboard.

The blood stopped abruptly, Sato-san seemed to suddenly realize something, broke up with a clatter, and suddenly changed into a kneeling and pleading posture again.

However, at this moment, I don't have any leisure to care about what Sato-san just "said", my mind keeps echoing what I just saw.

I close my eyes, everything around me seems to be gradually moving away from me, but the sound of cicadas is getting louder and louder, the dense heat seems to soak me completely, and the twilight from the gaps in the luxuriant branches and leaves of plane trees Reflecting into the room, a girl was sitting high on the table with her back to the window. Her face was in the shadow due to the backlight, making it difficult for people to see her appearance clearly.

There was a familiar voice, but I couldn't remember whose name it belonged to, sounded in my head:

"Nemu-chan, it turns out that this world is not as scientific as imagined. Human thoughts can breed monsters. The emotion of fear itself can create terrifying things."

Chapter 14 Funeral

Sanri Yuetong walked out of the dormitory building, walked slowly in the campus path, and was going to meet Youxiang at the school gate.

Today is Saturday. After the half-day class in the morning, students can leave school and go home for the weekend. However, some students choose to stay in school because they are far away from home or are too lazy to travel.

Whenever this time comes, the roads and parking lots at the school gate will always be crowded with all kinds of famous and luxury cars.

"Damn rich man." Hitomi sighed countless times since coming to this school.

Not long after, a black car stopped in front of her, and Huashanyuan Youxiang's face appeared from behind the rolled-down rear window.

"Xiaotong, get in the car." Youxiang, who was wearing a black gauze, waved vigorously to Xiaotong. After Xiaotong got into the car, she began to mutter non-stop, "The funeral starts at seven o'clock in the afternoon. We still have some time before that, Xiaotong, you don’t have a funeral gown yet, you have to buy one, and you have to prepare gift money and gifts for uncles and aunts. We are going to investigate the cause of the senior sister’s death, Do you want to bring a voice recorder and a miniature video camera..."

Xiaotong looked at Youxiang's excited look as if she was going to attend a memorial service, and said helplessly, "Youxiang, we are going to attend a funeral. You are very rude, please be more cautious."

"Oh, oh, good." Youxiang corrected her sitting posture again, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then let out a long breath, tightening the expression on her face for about ten seconds or so. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but split.

"No, Hitomi, I can't calm down, what should I do? Will we see the ghost of senior sister at the funeral later?"

"I don't think... no. The recent sightings about Mochizuki-senpai all appeared in the school. She should be an earth-bound spirit. The range of activities should be limited to the school, even if she can leave the school. It is absolutely impossible to leave very far away, where is the home of Senior Sister?"

"Shoto district in Shibuya."

"It's too far away...it's basically impossible to appear at the funeral, unless..."

Youxiang stared hard at Xiaotong, "Unless what?"

"Unless someone tried to channel the spirit of the senior sister during the funeral, or that senior sister Mochizuki was directly attached to a student who went to the funeral, and passed along with her."

Youxiang shuddered all over, quickly looked around, and said nervously, "Xiaotong, senior, she... didn't come with me, did she?"

Xiaotong's gaze that was originally looking at Youxiang suddenly started to rise, looking at the back of Youxiang's head, "It seems that I really followed."

"Really! Where is it?! Can I take pictures of her with my mobile phone?" Youxiang immediately took out her mobile phone to take pictures behind her.

Xiaotong was speechless for a moment, then said helplessly: "I frightened you, senior sister didn't follow..."

"Tsk, disappointment..." Youxiang put down the phone resentfully, and complained unhappily, "Little Tong, you are too boring, making such low-level jokes makes me happy for nothing..."

Xiaotong sighed deeply, looked at Youxiang and said quietly: "Youxiang, can you show a little normal reaction, don't think it's fun to deal with Ling, if you are really haunted by Ling superior……"

"Oh, I know, Xiao Tong, you can only think about this... Besides, am I here to investigate the senior sister's matter for fun?"

"Is not it?"

"Of course!...Not exactly." Youxiang pushed the glasses frame that didn't actually exist, and said with deep eyes, "As a future great detective, my intuition tells me that senior sister It is definitely not suicide! I want to help the senior sister who has been wronged and became a resentful spirit to get justice and help her become a Buddha!"

"Oh." Xiaotong remained unmoved, and continued to ask coldly, "What about the truth?"

"It's almost June, and our Folklore Research Institute hasn't even recruited a single newcomer. If this continues, the agency will be abolished! So we must make a big news, solve the senior sister's matter beautifully, and gain fame. Only then can we recruit cute schoolgirls!"

"This kind of club...it's fine if it's abolished..." Xiao Tong let go of her eyes and muttered to herself, "The more you go after those supernatural things, the easier it is for you to be entangled by them, which is very dangerous. Things. Don’t listen, don’t look, don’t understand, and keep a distance from those supernatural things, this is the most correct way.”

"Then how can it be! Doesn't it mean that you have to pretend to be an ostrich when you encounter a spirit?" Youxiang pouted dissatisfiedly, "Little Tong, you are a psychic user, so it is related to the supernatural. Keeping your distance like those others?"

Xiaotong was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "It is indeed recommended. I can easily bring misfortune. Keeping a distance from me will probably be much safer for Youxiang. Well... If you can still pay It would be even better for me to pay for the mental damage after breaking up the relationship, I think... just 100 million yen!"

Youxiang rolled her eyes at Xiaotong, "Is it only 100 million? Our friendship is so cheap, then there is absolutely no way I can let you, Xiaotong, earn this money."

"Hmph..." Xiaotong turned her face away, bit her lip, and murmured a little irritably, "Damn rich."

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In the evening, the black car stopped in front of a small two-story single-family western-style building, and You Xiang and Xiao Tong, who were wearing black dresses, got out of the car.

There are already some expensive cars parked on the side of the road, and although this small building looks relatively low-key from the outside, after entering the gate, Xiaotong is immediately attracted by the exquisite and quiet garden scenery in the courtyard .

"This... This house costs a lot of money..."

"Well, it's probably a bit expensive. After all, it's the residence of a member of parliament. The residents in this area are mainly political and business celebrities."

"Arguing for... a member of Parliament?"

"That's right, you haven't heard of Hitomi Mochizuki, a political family, right? The surname Mochizuki has been on the list of members of Congress for more than 100 years..."

"Oh... Mochizuki... so it's the Mochizuki family..." Sanri Yuetong's expression was inexplicably complicated, "Then I've heard of it..."

Youxiang looked around, and then whispered to Xiaotong: "Actually, this is the residence of Uncle Mochizuki. Uncle is actually the son-in-law of the Mochizuki family, and Auntie is the eldest daughter of the main family of the Mochizuki family. Her residence is also Mochizuki. The family’s main family, that’s even more powerful, I’ve been there with my father twice before, and it’s a very old mansion.”

After secretly scolding "Damn rich people" again in her heart, Xiao Tong quickly grasped the point: "You mean... uncles, aunts, and the others don't live together?"

"That's right, it seems that Uncle Mochizuki and Senior Sister live here, and Aunt and Senior Sister's younger brother live in our house. They have been separated for a long time. And, I also heard..." Youxiang lowered her voice suddenly The voice whispered in Xiaotong's ear, "Auntie is still a regular customer at the Cowherd's shop in Erchome~ Every time I go there, I open several bottles of the most expensive wine there, tsk tsk, uncle should know about it, but It's just turning a blind eye."

Feeling as if he had entered an unknown world, Xiaotong quickly stopped Youxiang who was constantly gossiping, and asked strangely: "Then since their relationship is not good, why haven't they divorced yet?"

Youxiang glanced at Xiaotong with eyes like looking at an alien, stretched out a finger and shook it, and continued to say in a low voice: "Tsk tsk, Xiaotong, you don't understand, Uncle Mochizuki didn't choose Auntie, he I chose my father-in-law, or the surname Mochizuki. As long as the married person is the daughter of the Mochizuki family, everyone is the same, so his career in politics will be much easier. These big families also need to be in the political arena If there are successors, if the offspring are successful, they should raise their own children. Otherwise, they will choose an excellent political newcomer like Uncle Mochizuki who has no background. Most political families are like this. Now, after she graduates from university, there is a high probability that she will go on an engagement date with some young political star."

Xiaotong, who had a headache from hearing these rich gossips, rubbed his forehead, and then put forward a hypothetical: "Then... Youxiang, do you think that Mochizuki-senpai is forced to have a political marriage, and she doesn't want to, That's why you committed suicide?"

Youxiang's eyes lit up, "Maybe it's really possible! Maybe senior sister already has another sweetheart, but it turned out to be the son of a leader from a rival faction in the political arena. They were forced to break up by the family, so senior sister and sweetheart decided to elope, but But in the process of being hunted down, the sweetheart got into a car accident and turned into a vegetative state. The senior sister thought that the sweetheart was dead and suffered so much that she chose to commit suicide and turned into a wraith to take revenge. At this time, the sweetheart suddenly woke up, but she lost her memory and wanted to have sex with another woman marry…………"

In the blink of an eye, Youxiang had conjured up a scene of a wealthy family, but in the end she was stabbed by Xiaotong in the back of the head.

Xiaotong complained ruthlessly: "Youxiang, you've watched too many TV shows with a brain."

"No culture, I'm talking about the modern Romeo and Juliet! I think we will be very popular when we perform this stage play at the school festival!"

"Shut up, the master who didn't look at the door is looking at us?"

In front of the door of the house, a well-mannered man with square-frame glasses and a black suit was standing at the door to welcome every guest. The man saw the two people who were suddenly silent, and gave them a gentle smile.

"That's Mochizuki-senpai's father, Mochizuki Masahiko." Youxiang whispered to Xiaotong, and then her face became serious, and she suddenly looked like a young lady, walked slowly towards the man, bowed slightly and said to him: "Uncle Mochizuki, Jiushu greetings, please express your condolences regarding the matter of Mochizuki-senpai."

Although the man was dressed neatly, he looked a little haggard. His slightly cloudy eyes took a look at Youxiang, smiled wryly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, Youxiang, thank you for coming, I'm sorry Let you see me like this."

"Please don't say that, I can empathize with your feelings." Youxiang tugged at Xiaotong next to her, and then said, "This is my classmate Sankai Yuetong, and Mochizuki-senpai is something we all admire in school. She has also helped us a lot, please let us burn a stick of incense for her."

Xiaotong stared dumbfounded at Youxiang who had changed his face greatly, and even forgot to bow, and bowed hurriedly after being glared at by Youxiang.

"Thank you, thank you, please come in, some of your classmates are already here."

Xiaotong and Youxiang walked into the room, Xiaotong said in a low voice, "Who are you? Where did the resentful soul come from, get out of Youxiang's body!"

Youxiang slapped Xiaotong's forehead with a "slap", "Go away, I am a real lady anyway, okay, I have taken etiquette classes since I was a child, but it's just tiring to talk like that! But Xiaotong Hitomi, don't act like you haven't seen the world, it's embarrassing to me."

The two of them walked into the room gagging in low voices, but after entering the room, they didn't dare to be so disrespectful anymore.

The atmosphere inside the room is obviously more dignified. Just stepping into the room, for some reason, it feels as if the temperature has dropped a few degrees.

The tea room on the first floor has been changed into a mourning hall. There is an altar on one side of the wall, which is covered with white and pink flowers. In the middle stands a black and white photo of Wang Yuemian. In the photo, she is He is smiling lightly, with a smart and intellectual appearance.

In front of the altar, there is a white coffin. The lid of the coffin is transparent. From the angle of Xiaotong and Youxiang, you can see that Mochizuki Mian's body is lying in the tube. Wear white cloth.

There were already several people in the room, a monk was chanting scriptures beside the mourning hall, and Xiaotong had already recognized some classmates who seemed to have met in school.However, the current scene is a little commotion. A conspicuous girl with brown half-long hair is crossing the altar and crying bitterly on the white coffin, regardless of other people's obstruction. The person who wakes up generally shakes.

But she was quickly dragged aside, and another honest girl with braids and glasses was patting her on the back to comfort her.

Youxiang pointed at the two and said to Xiaotong in a low voice: "That crazy guy who dyed his hair but said that he was born with this color is called Miki Sakurai, he is the head of the art department, and he is actually Mochizuki-senpai behind the scenes." The president of the support club, that braided braid is Saeki Sakoko, the vice president of the student union. These two people have a very good relationship with Mochizuki-senpai. I think it can be used as a breakthrough to ask the senior sister about things later. , See if you can find any clues."

Xiaotong nodded, but did not speak.Before she walked to the mourning hall, her eyes swept over the corpse in the coffin.

Mochizuki-senpai fell from a building and died. It is said that her hands and feet were completely crooked in impossible directions at that time. He was pale, and seemed to be just asleep.

However, in the short moment when her gaze stayed on the girl's face in the coffin, she suddenly saw that the girl's eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and the pupils that had lost focus were staring directly at herself. Xiaotong felt dizzy for a while.

Xiaotong stretched out his hand to support his forehead, rubbed his brows vigorously, and then looked at the coffin again. He saw the girl's body still lying quietly in the coffin, her eyes closed, and there was nothing strange about it, as if what happened just now was a hallucination.

Xiaotong looked left and right, and it seemed that no one else noticed what he saw just now.

Only Xiaotong felt that the air in the room seemed to cool down a few degrees.

Chapter 15

"Nemu-chan, it turns out that this world is not as scientific as imagined. Human thoughts can breed monsters. The emotion of fear itself can create terrifying things."

This sentence that someone said to me has been echoing in my mind for a long time, but no matter how hard I rack my brains, I can no longer remember the name and appearance of that person.

It wasn't until this moment that I was surprised to find that when I went back to all my past memories, there were large or small holes along the way, and many, many memory fragments disappeared, but I never realized it before this moment. too abnormal.

Obviously there is no body, no receptors to feel pain, but inexplicably feel a tearing pain coming from the brain.

who am I?

Watashiwa Mochizuki Nemu.

I am Mochizuki.

"Boom boom boom -- boom boom boom --"

There was a sound like knuckles hitting a whiteboard. The sound was like a fishing net. I fished out all my thoughts soaked in the hot and humid heat and sent them back to the cool May. With both eyes, I saw Sato-san looking at me anxiously, and I don't know how I could see the emotion of "uneasy" on a face of a skeleton.

At this time, I saw the sentence it just wrote on the whiteboard: [Miss, are you okay? 】

"It's nothing, I seem to have remembered something unimportant inadvertently."

I rubbed my brows, and asked Sato Sangfa again: "Okay, I have roughly understood what ghost talks are. So, can you answer another question for me? What were you guys doing just now? I was trying to play a prank on purpose. Are you trying to scare me?"

The three monsters seemed to look at each other in dismay, and finally Sato-san wrote in blood letters:

[We... really want to scare the students who haven't returned to the dormitory late at night... It's purely accidental that we met (with you)... We just want to collect fear]

"Collecting fear..." I suddenly had a realization, "The emotion of fear is the source of strange stories, so to scare people, make people feel frightened, and spread rumors and legends about you farther, and this will Make you stronger?"

[Yes, it is like this. 】

The skeleton Sato-san nodded its head vigorously, it clutched its own bone claws, and large swaths of bloody words quickly emerged:

[Like Meat Lord, it was only able to slide and move normally at night at the beginning, but after listening to (crossed out) after we went to scare the students several times, such rumors appeared among the students— —“Before you know it, the mannequin will appear in the corner of your field of vision. When you stare at it, it will not move, but as long as you look away from it slightly, the distance between it and you will suddenly shorten , no matter how you run away, it will get closer and closer to you, until when you turn your head again but don’t see it, then—it’s behind you.” Since this rumor gradually spread, Meat King has Got that powerful teleportation ability!The sound transmission ability of Yingjiang has been possessed since it was conscious, and it is also very powerful. Now that Roujun also has this ability, only I can only scribble some blood letters in advance to do the work behind the scenes.I also want to have more cool abilities, and want to stand out!That's why I want to work harder to scare the students, not to make a debut with the three "persons" Roujun and Yingjiang, but to make a solo debut as an independent, famous ghost story! 】

Oh, it turned out to be a skeleton idol who wanted to go solo.

I always feel that something is a little weird, but I can't find a place to complain.

However, this gave me some inspiration...