I, the lord of ghost stories

Rena Uekawa asked while pushing the closet.

It would be bad if Yasha met "that thing".

"You mean...who?"

"Oh, it's a blond girl in a ragged dress..."

"No. Don't worry about it so much, miss, please open the door quickly."

There was a bit of urging in Yashazi's calm voice.

"I know, don't keep urging me."

When she was about to push the closet hard, she suddenly thought of... She fell silent, and the movements of her hands froze immediately.

"...By the way, Asako. Why did you come into my room?"

"Why...? It doesn't matter for anything, please open the door quickly."

“…………Ah, Yashazi, why…”

With a wish in case, Rena Kamikawa asked.

A heart gradually sank into the abyss.

"What's the matter? In short, please open the door first, and then talk slowly."

"Why do you know the door can't be opened before you even touch it?"

Yasha didn't touch the door at all.

If she had touched it, there should have been the sound of a doorknob being turned.

"Besides, I obviously put a chain on the entrance door, how did you get in...?"

“…………………………”

After a few seconds of silence.

then……

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

The mobile phone in the pocket and the person outside the door suddenly burst into laughter.

Because things were too shocking, Rena Kamikawa couldn't help but take a few steps back and fell to the ground.

How could this be?

This guy can pretend to be my maid——

And even the voice and personality are exactly the same!

"Woo, ah, ah, ah..."

She couldn't say a word, so she could only stagger away from the door desperately.

Because of the fear, I can't use my waist, and I even have to drag like a caterpillar.

At this moment, another call was received.

When la la la la——

"This ringtone... is Shiho-senpai?"

He took out his cell phone from his pocket.

The screen displayed Shiho-senpai's name...

"Hey?"

The moment it was connected, the voice was low and weak, even crying

"Wow! Rena, what's wrong with you!?"

Senior sister's caring voice moved Rena Uekawa greatly at this moment.

"No... because I'm now... encountering a little scary thing."

"Really? This..."

Hearing such words suddenly, senpai would of course feel overwhelmed.

However, she could no longer control herself.

because……

"You... are not a real senior, are you?"

She is the object that Rena Uekawa most wants to believe.

...But even that kind of object can't be trusted anymore.

Because now even I and the maid can't believe it.

"Voice" is such a thing that can affect people's hearts.

"Hehe...ahhahahahahaha!"

Therefore, when the "caller" on the other end of the phone burst out laughing, she no longer felt the terror.

Maybe it's like a dead end realm.

Instead, I don't feel afraid.

Because of this, she couldn't help but answer like this:

"Thank you, at least I heard the voice of senior sister."

After speaking, hang up the phone.

Most of this urban legend is a story of revenge on the owner who abandoned the doll.

Therefore, no matter what method is used, the opponent must be pushed to a desperate situation.

If it was an optimistic personality like her, it would have to be dealt with thoroughly before killing anyone.

If the other party can only show their existence by giving them fear...

"...Once again, calm down, Rena Uekawa!"

The sympathy for her made Uekawa Rena regain the little calmness left in her heart.

It was helpful for her to be able to hear her seniors' voices - even if they were fake ones.

That was the senior she was looking forward to—everything like an idol in life exists.

Even though I was so scared that I couldn't be afraid anymore, I couldn't even stand up at all.

But now that I heard her voice, I still cheered up!

Having said that, nothing can be done.

Beep beep beep beep!

The bell rang again.

I just picked up the phone.

"Hey."

"Hello, it's me. I'm at the door of your room."

"……Hello."

There is no other way but to greet each other.

Although I hope I can at least talk to the other party...

"You actually answered the phone. It seems that you really want to die."

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"I don't want to...but I want to talk to you."

"Hehe... Let me say, open the door quickly? Are you right inside?"

"Even if I say I'm not here, you won't be deceived."

"If you don't open the door, I'll go in by myself."

The phone hangs up.

It seemed that there was no chance to speak to her at all.

"The only thing left is..."

Never look back.

This is the last line of defense left.

Put the phone on the table, and then the whole person got into bed.

Windows cannot escape.

The computer is broken.

Cell phones can only make calls to horrible things.

Now I can only say "If you are being chased, you must never turn your head to look at the other party",

Then hold on until morning.

This type of story usually only needs to last until "morning" to escape from danger.

Having said that, it seems that it is only evening in this weird place.

It was still a long time before the next morning, and she felt nothing but despair in her heart.

"If you want to come, come quickly."

Quietly waiting for the last moment.

After a few minutes, I still didn't receive a call. Because of the fatigue of continuous running and the mental fatigue of several setbacks, I fell asleep unknowingly.

"... um?"

When he woke up again, it was already pitch black outside.

"……strangeness?"

The girl huddled under the blanket, opened and blinked her eyes a few times.

……remember me……

He should be being hunted down by a doll that is common in urban legends and can call and say "Hey, it's me...".

It's called a Rico doll, or Miss Mary's phone or something.

"Could it be... a dream?"

She murmured to herself while her head was still awake.

Indeed, those surreal phenomena can feel like a dream.

The other party let me hear my voice, pretended to be my maid, and even called with the voice of my senior sister...

"...Yeah, that's exactly what I said."

Although the heartbeat in her chest was still fast, thinking about it made her feel a lot better.

"call……"

He took a deep breath, and then began to look for his mobile phone, intending to check what time it was.

The latest pink mobile phone with a slight red light, and a delicate panda pendant, was placed on the table.

At least it can be used to tell the time.

Just when she thought about it, and then stretched out her hand...

"Hey, it's me. I'm behind you."

Hearing this voice next to her ear, her body froze for an instant.