The Hundred Stories of Miss Ghost

"That's great." I applauded and agreed, "Let's get ahead together."

Sato-san scratched his smooth skull, vividly expressing his confusion.

"I mean, let's scare the students in the school together~ I also want to become stronger and have the ability to touch objects!"

[But... miss, aren't you... aren't you an earthbound spirit? 】

"Indeed, spirits are born after people die, and ghost stories are born from people's legends according to what you said. But you seem to have misunderstood one thing. No one said that the ghosts of the dead cannot become legends, right? Or, Is it because of death that it can become a legend?"

I said with a happy smile.

And my shadow reflected on the glass of the display window of the biology laboratory, my sleeping face with eyes closed, looks just as happy smiling.

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On Saturday night, I continued to wander aimlessly in the teaching building.

Since I had just settled on the basic policy of "collecting fears to form ghost stories by scaring students so that I can gain the ability to touch objects", I was wandering around the school as soon as night fell on Saturday.

Although Saturday is a holiday, there is no one in the school.But according to Sato-san, on Saturday nights, some students who were still staying in school would sneak out to do some kind of test of courage.

"Where are the cute girls~ come out and play hide-and-seek with the girls~~"

I hummed an out-of-tune ditty I made up myself, and searched floor by floor.

Maybe it was my luck, I walked up to the second floor, and I saw two very sneaky figures at the top of the stairs, one of the girls was wearing a strange dress, a cloak over the school uniform, and a pointed hat Cosplaying like a witch, uh... this girl looks familiar~

"The cute junior is over there~~ Come play hide-and-seek with the senior~~"

I sang a little tune and floated towards them.

Ono Kyouka's ears trembled suddenly, she looked around suspiciously, and then said to Oshima Miki beside her, "Miki, did you hear any strange sounds?"

Jinghua didn't wait for Meiji's reply, but instead waited for a hand knife to hit the back of her head.

"Ah! It hurts!" Jinghua hugged the back of her head and looked tearfully at Meiji, who was biting her lip with a pale face, and complained loudly, "Meiji, why did you hit me!"

"Don't tell you this guy to pretend to be mysterious and scary! It's a mistake to run out after you!"

"I didn't pretend to be scary, I really heard a strange sound." Jinghua pricked up her ears, like a vigilant animal, catching small movements, but this time she couldn't hear anything up.

Meiji was still complaining: "Why do we have to run into the teaching building in the middle of the night? And why are you dressed like this!?"

"Of course I dress like this to get buffs~ Meiji, haven't you heard of the metaphysics of dressing like that person and then drawing cards? I dress like a witch for more Substituting the role of the witch well will increase the success rate of the subsequent ceremony!"

"Ritual...you don't want to mess with it again, do you? If the sister in charge finds out, you will be scolded again!"

Jinghua shook a small wooden box in her left hand, and said mysteriously: "Hey, you will find out in a while, maybe it will be a surprise~"

"Surprise? I'm afraid it's not a shock. Every time I follow you, nothing good will happen."

Huh... I seem to have a little impression of these two people?

I remember that I was the two people who responded best in the experiment where I was testing whether I could be observed by the students (please refer back to Chapter 3).

Moreover, that first-year school girl named Ono Kyoka... seems to be the most inspired person in the whole school except Mikazuki Hitomi.

It seemed a little interesting, so I followed up quietly.

I saw Jinghua Xuemei jumping from one corner to another corner like a secret agent. After carefully poking her head out from the wall to observe that there was no suspicious person, she turned to Oshima Mimi behind. Ji gestured for her to follow.

"Is it necessary to be so sneaky?" Meiji couldn't help complaining.

"This is to prevent encountering suspicious characters."

"The most suspicious person is you, right?"

"Shh!" Jinghua put a finger up on her lips, looked left and right, jumped to the door of a classroom, and cautiously popped out half of her head to look in through the small window on the door.

I looked at the sign above the door of the classroom, "Class A, Year 3", hey, isn't this my previous class?

Meiji seemed to be unable to stand Jinghua's sneaky look anymore. She walked over unceremoniously, grabbed the door and pulled it violently, while still saying:

"Really, if you want to go in, go in, how can there be anyone at this time——"

Miki's ending suddenly turned into an out-of-tune scream. I followed her line of sight and saw the moonlight shining in the quiet and deserted classroom, illuminating a desk in the middle of the classroom. On the desk was a A crystal vase with a few bouquets of flowers in it, the moonlight passing through the vase reflected fluorescent blue spots on the table.And on the chair behind this table, there is a black figure in human shape sitting, and that figure is sniffing the fragrance of flowers on the table.

That seat... seems to be my place.

Chapter 16 Miki Sakurai

The instant cold made Xiaotong shiver. She took a deep look at Mochizuki-senpai lying in the coffin, then took off her glasses, and wiped her eye sockets with her hands in grief. It flowed out between the fingers, and secretly observed Mochizuki-senpai in the coffin again.

There was nothing abnormal, and I didn't see anything like a spirit. It seemed that the scene where the senior sister opened her eyes just now was really just an illusion.

She put on her glasses, knelt and sat in front of the small square table with incense candles, incense burners, offerings, etc., lit a stick of incense, inserted it into the incense burner, and then tapped the chai filled with clear water with a stick. There was a clear and long sound.

She clasped her palms together, closed her eyes and prayed silently.

At this time, she felt light footsteps coming from her side, she opened her eyes and looked to the side, and saw that it was Miki Sakurai, the head of the art department that Youxiang had introduced to her just now, who was just now The person who was crying loudly next to Mochizuki-senpai's coffin, desperately trying to throw herself on her and was pulled away.

At this moment, Xiaotong saw that Sakurai's face was still covered with tears, but she looked at her with a very sharp gaze, and Xiaotong, who had a keen sense, noticed the undisguised hostility in the other's eyes almost instantly.

"It's Sankai Yuetong, isn't it? Why did you come to Mian's funeral? I don't remember that Mian knew you before I was alive."

Sakurai seemed to ignore the tacit understanding of "ignoring Mikazuki Hitomi" held by most people in the school, and asked Xiaotong directly.

San Riyue got up from the cushion, patted the dress, and then replied: "Of course it's because I admire Senior Sister Wangyue very much, so I want to come and offer a stick of incense to her."

"Oh~ yeah." Sakurai twisted his neck as if feeling sore, then looked at a corner of the ceiling above the room where there was nothing, and then asked in a slow tone:

"I heard~ Sanriyue, you used to be a famous psychic user? Then can you answer a question for me, here~ can you see the spirit of senior sister?"

"Senior sister's spirit is indeed not here now."

"Really? But I also heard that you are psychic, and it is said that you can summon the soul of the dead. So, can you do me a little favor and help me call the spirit of Sleep? I have some questions to ask Just ask her."

Xiaotong shook her head, "I can't do it, and I strongly don't recommend it."

Sakurai looked at Xiaotong's expression suddenly distorted, her whole body seemed to be exuding a black aura, she took a sudden step forward, grabbed Xiaotong's neckline and lifted it up, the height difference of nearly [-] centimeters made the picture look like It's almost like high school students bullying elementary school students.

Sakurai stared at Xiaotong viciously, and said in a low voice through gritted teeth: "Sure enough, you are a swindler. Originally, I didn't believe that some transfer students made the number of students become 334, so I need to reduce the number of students by one person to balance. It is true. However, after investigating you a little, this statement suddenly becomes credible, you plague god!"

"What are you doing!" Seeing this scene, Youxiang Huashanyuan ran over quickly, and pulled away Sakurai who was holding Xiaotong's collar.

Sakurai didn't seem to give up, but her arm was pulled from behind.

"Shiki, this is a funeral." With two braids and thick glasses, a girl who looked like a class monitor in traditional anime pulled Sakurai, and Xiaotong recognized that this was someone Saeki Saeko, the vice president of the student council that Kawa mentioned earlier.

"But!" Sakurai seemed to want to argue, but Saeki showed a sad expression and said, "Maki, do you want to be here and let her see you like this in front of the president?"

Sakurai glanced at Saeki, let out a "hum", swung his arms vigorously, broke free from Saeki's restraint, and walked towards Xiaotong, Yuxiang immediately blocked in front of Xiaotong, but Sakurai just followed them Passing by, Sakurai paused for a moment, and said to Xiaotong in a very low voice: "If you let me know that you are related to Mian's death, then I will send you down." Apologize to Mian!"

"Hey! What are you talking about!" Youxiang wanted to say something harsh to Sakurai, but after dropping these words, Sakurai went straight to the entrance and left from the main entrance.

Saeki-san, on the other hand, bowed slightly to Hitomi and Yuka to express his apology, and then chased Sakurai out.

"What are you doing, that guy! I'm so nervous, how did we provoke her?" Youxiang said unhappily, "Isn't her family a media group? The market value has plummeted due to the impact of various new media in the past two years. Sorry to be so arrogant, tomorrow I will ask my dad to break the news about their family's scandal!"

"Don't..." There were beads of sweat dripping from Xiaotong's head, and she hurriedly stopped Youxiang and said, "You're exaggerating... Actually it's nothing, I can understand it, maybe Mochizuki-senpai is a big deal to her." A very important person."

"Tsk tsk, you have such a good temper." Youxiang sighed, then changed the subject, his eyes suddenly started to shine and said, "By the way, let's talk about the business! We are here to investigate the cause of the senior sister's death and why the senior sister died. It turned into the truth of the wraith! How about it, Xiaotong, have you found anything? Is there any weirdness in this house?!"

Xiaotong thought about it seriously, then shook his head.

"Oh, what a disappointment."

Youxiang's lost look gave Xiaotong an illusion, as if a dog's tail drooped behind Youxiang, but within a few seconds, the dog's tail suddenly began to shake desperately from side to side.

The corners of Youxiang's mouth were raised high, and she said to Xiaotong with a "quickly praise me" expression: "Well, although I haven't encountered any supernatural phenomena, but ah~ I have made a big discovery!"

"What did you find?"

"Little Tong, didn't you realize that the senior's mother didn't show up at the funeral at all?"

Xiaotong frowned, "This seems a bit strange..."

"That's not just a little weird! First of all, it's very unreasonable for a mother not to come to her daughter's funeral. Besides, as a political figure, Uncle Mochizuki needs the platform of Mochizuki's family very much. The time didn't show up, wouldn't it make people wonder if the Mochizuki family and Uncle Mochizuki are still of the same mind? Also, logically speaking, as the eldest daughter of the Mochizuki family, the funeral should be held in the Mochizuki family's mansion Yes. Also, I wonder if you have noticed, Tong, that the funeral is held according to the traditional Buddhist ceremony?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Yes! You don't know, Hitomi, that Auntie Mochizuki also graduated from our school a long time ago. She can be regarded as our OG. But she is a very devout believer. Therefore, if Mochizuki-senpai’s funeral is according to the wishes of her aunt or Mochizuki’s family, it should be held according to the Christian ceremony. In summary, I have deduced a credible conclusion !"

Youxiang raised a finger, put her big face close to Xiaotong and said in a low voice, "I suspect that Mochizuki-senpai is not Aunt Mochizuki's daughter, but an illegitimate daughter that uncle messed up outside!"

"........."

Youxiang stared at Xiaotong, "What kind of expression do you have! It's very likely that it's good! Reminiscent of Mochizuki's uncle and aunt who seldom live together after they got married, Mochizuki-senpai never lived in Mochizuki's mansion, but followed her father Wait, my suspicions are all justified..."

Xiaotong heard the movement from the entrance, and quickly covered Youxiang's mouth. Not far away, Mochizuki Masahiko walked into the room, and the funeral seemed to have officially begun.

Japanese funerals are often divided into two sessions. One is an all-night ceremony, which is usually held at 6-8 o'clock in the evening. After that, relatives will keep vigil all night. The second session is at noon the next day, after the body is sent to the crematorium. A farewell ceremony is held for the deceased, after which the body is cremated.

After finally staying up until the end of the all-night ceremony and the guests leaving the venue one after another, Youxiang drooped her face with a disappointed expression.Because the ceremony is just burning incense, listening to monks chanting scriptures, eating some food in front of the corpse and talking about innocuous things, which is really boring.

Youxiang had been wanting to sneak upstairs to Mochizuki-senpai's room to look for any clues, but fortunately she was stopped by Xiaotong, which also made her sullen and unhappy afterwards.

Just when the two were about to say goodbye to their master, they saw Saeki Saeko and Mochizuki Masahiko talking in the corridor. It sounded like Saeki Saeko was still desperately apologizing to Uncle Mochizuki for the commotion caused by Sakurai just now.

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as I apologize." Mochizuki Masahiko said gently, "The child is just too sad because of Mian's death."

"Thank you uncle. There is one more thing... I noticed that there are fewer relatives who came to the funeral this time?"

"Well... indeed, we don't have many relatives in our family..."

"In that case, I... I have a very presumptuous request! Tonight's vigil... can I also participate? I have served in the student union with the president for two years, and the president has always given me a lot Help, I...I have always admired her, so...I want to accompany her in this last bit of time..."

Sakurai finished speaking quickly, and even stammered a little because of nervousness, but Mochizuki Masahiko just nodded gently and said, "Well... of course it's no problem, Mian knows that she will be with someone Very happy..."

Hearing such a conversation, Youxiang's eyes lit up suddenly, and Xiaotong didn't stop her, so she rushed out with a "whoosh" and shouted to Uncle Mochizuki, "Uncle, please let Xiaotong and me stay together too." Down the vigil!"

Chapter 17 Psychic Ritual

In the dark classroom, the moonlight outlined a human figure by the window. That person was lowering his head, sniffing lightly with his nose close to the vase of flowers on the table.

Oshima Miki, who witnessed this scene at the door of the classroom, even her voice began to tremble, she pointed at the figure and shouted loudly: "You, you, you, are you a human or a ghost!!!"

An unhappy voice came from that figure: "Slow down, do you want to call the patrolling Sister over?"

Jinghua bypassed Miki, trotted briskly towards the figure under Miki's terrified gaze, and even said excitedly, "Sister Sakurai, how are you? Did you get the things?"

I have already recognized this girl who is sitting in my seat in the middle of the night and seems to be doing some suspicious behaviors. Miki Sakurai is a student at the same level as me and a friend of mine. To tell you the truth, our time But what about the frank relationship~~ We were both members of the art club when we were in the first grade. Later, she became the president of the club, and I ran to become the president of the student council.Although she is very introverted and shy, she is unexpectedly bold in some ways, and often talks to herself in a strange way, but overall... she is a good child, maybe?

Miki Sakurai's fingers flicked across my table, and she stood up reluctantly and walked towards this side. She reached into the pocket of her skirt with one hand and pulled out something from it. She gently twitched her index finger and thumb Picking up the long silk-like thing, put it in front of his nose, took a deep, deep breath, and then reluctantly parted half of his hair and handed it to Junior Sister Jinghua.

"Why don't you give it all to me?" Jinghua complained dissatisfied.

"Give it all to you? How can I do it? This is a very~very~~precious thing. I just got it from her at Mian's funeral with great difficulty. For this, at Mian's funeral, I was in her I have lost my image in front of my face. So, these hairs...I want to treasure them forever~forever~~."

Under the moonlight, Sakurai's eyes always had a psychedelic feeling, as if she had been drugged, and her tone was always drawn out, making people hear a strange feeling like an electric shock on the skin.

She stared at Jinghua for a long time, and when she saw that Jinghua felt hairy all over her body, she said quietly: "It's you, junior sister Jinghua, you are sure that you can use these hairs to call Mian. Is it? If you wasted Sleep's hair but didn't summon her spirit, your sin... would be too great."

"It will be fine this time!" Jinghua vowed to punch her barren chest, "I succeeded last time and it was very close! It's just that I have no way to communicate with my senior sister, so this time I specially brought Here comes a special item!"

She shook the small wooden box in her hand.

Miki, who seemed to be the only one who didn't understand the situation, rubbed her brows vigorously, then walked over and pulled Jinghua aside, put two fists against the sides of Jinghua's head, and began to drill her hard to my little head.

"My dear~Student Jinghua~~Can you please explain to me what you are doing~~" Meiji said through gritted teeth.

"Ah, stop..." Jinghua escaped from Meiji's clutches, scratched her head, then whispered to Meiji, "Well... didn't we see Mochizuki-senpai in the bathroom two days ago? ... I bragged to people a little bit, saying that I recruited Mochizuki-senpai using spiritism. As a result... this good friend of Mochizuki-senpai, Sakurai-senpai, she found me and wanted me Let’s hold another psychic ceremony... and then I agree!"

"What the hell are you so incapable of agreeing to!" Mei Ji was going crazy.

"Who said I'm not capable!" Jinghua puffed up her small chest, "I do remember that I seem to have seen a psychic ritual in a book, and I wanted to try it myself, let alone This senior can still get rare materials!"

Jinghua waved the blue silk in her hand to Meiji showing off, but when she thought that it was made from the head of a dead person, Meiji couldn't help but backed away half a step in fear.

"Okay~ please~ don't talk nonsense?" Miki Sakurai said in a blurred tone, "I can't wait~ I can't wait to see you again, I have many~ many~ things I want Check with her."

Hmm, this is really weird, Sakurai looks like a drunk and not sober guy now, was she like this before?I clearly remember that she was a shy guy who would blush as soon as I said a word to her, right?

They want to channel me?Interesting, isn't this a good opportunity to scare them half to death and then go to the peak of ghost life?

I watched Jinghua Xuemei light a candle on each of the four corners of my table, then she opened her wooden box, and took out a wooden board that looked quite old, with numbers engraved on it 0-9, the letters AZ, and the words "Yes", "No", "Hello" and "Goodbye", and some symbols of unknown meaning are also printed.In the lower right corner of the board, there is also a dark stain that seeps into the depth of the board.

Meiji immediately reacted, "Could this be to play with the pen fairy?"

"This is a Ouija board." Jinghua corrected, "It's also called a Ouija board, and it was the most popular psychic tool in Europe and the United States in the past, but it is indeed similar to pen fairy and fox dog fox. It’s called differently in different places.”

Jinghua then took out a small metal plate on a tripod that was less than the size of a palm, carefully placed Mochizuki-senpai's hair in it, then sprinkled some unknown powder and dropped a few drops of essential oil, and then carefully lit it with a candle .

The flame ignited, and the strand of hair gradually merged into the firelight, a faint but intoxicating fragrance gradually permeated with the quiet burning of the essential oil, and the flame showed a faint green color. Meiji couldn't help but gulp her saliva.