Restarting life, starting from bullying Pochi-chan

Now seeing the appearance of the transparent girl, there is no longer any doubt in my heart.

It turns out that in this seemingly ordinary everyday world, evil spirits really exist?

I just want to live a peaceful life and don’t want to encounter evil spirits!

"Kitahara-san, what should we do now?"

Customer service Xiaoxiang walked over quickly and came to Kitahara Makoto's side nervously.

How to do?

Of course it’s served cold!

After all, this is a special existence that he has never encountered in his two lifetimes, and Kitahara Makoto is also a little panicked.

However, the next second, looking at the evil spirit girl who appeared quietly, Kitahara Makoto suddenly felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart.

I think this evil spirit is still charming and pretty, and I want to...

and many more!

Kitahara Makoto suddenly woke up, a drop of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

What happened just now?

Why do I have the urge to transform into Ning Caichen?

The ghost girl tilted her head, as if observing the three people in front of her, and then suddenly floated over.

Kitahara Makoto clenched his fists, ready for battle.

He had a subtle premonition in his heart that if he punched the evil girl in front of him, she would be reduced to ashes on the spot...

But the next second.

Under the blank gaze of the three people, the evil spirit girl suddenly knelt on the ground in a very standard posture:

“…Please spare my life, sir!”

Chapter 7: No time to mourn, now it’s the god Pochi-chan who appears

"Evil spirits can actually speak?"

"Why is it so smooth when it gets down from the ground?"

"Now she looks even more charming..."

Kitahara Makoto coughed twice, suppressed the strange impulse in his heart, and then said:

"Get up first and tell me why I spared you."

In Japan, no matter how big a mistake you make, you can kneel down and ask for forgiveness.

Tokyo nuclear waste water leak?

no problem.

The news was made public and he stepped down.

Did Kobayashi Pharmaceutical produce counterfeit goods, leading to the deaths of many people?

Continue to get off your seat!

What? Still need to hold someone accountable?

I have already stepped down from the throne, so of course you have to forgive me!

Kitahara Makoto decided to "when in Rome, do as the Romans do" and unclench his fists for the time being to see what the evil girl in front of him could say.

"I'm not an evil spirit, I'm a ghost." The ghost girl stood up, her voice was disembodied and seemed a little empty, "I have never hurt anyone."

Toyokawa Shoko crossed her arms over her chest, frowned, and could not help but retort:

"I've never hurt anyone before... What you did to me this morning, doesn't that count as hurting?"

The ghost girl lowered her head and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, I just had vague instincts at the time and couldn't control myself."

Kitahara Makoto said in a deep voice:

"Why are you pestering Toyokawa-san?"

"Because she played my favorite piano piece..."

The ghost girl was named Misaki Fukada. She was a girl who attended Tsukinomori Academy. Her hobby during her lifetime was playing the piano. One evening nine years ago, she was practicing piano in the classroom alone. As a result, a beastly teacher passed by the door and brutally assaulted her and even killed her afterwards.

After a while of being in a daze, Misaki Fukada realized that she had turned into a ghost, but for some reason, she could not leave the music classroom.

The music classroom was also sealed off because it was the crime scene and was not reopened until this year, but ordinary people still cannot see her, and she cannot have any impact on ordinary people.

Until a week ago, Toyokawa Shoko came alone in the evening to play the piano, and it happened to be her favorite piece in her life. It seemed that some conditions were met in the dark, and Toyokawa Shoko was suddenly able to see it.

Then... Toyokawa Shoko was so scared that she turned around and ran away.

The ghost girl instinctively chased after him, and this time for some reason she was able to leave the music classroom. However, as the distance grew longer, her consciousness gradually became blurry, and finally, driven by her ghost instinct, she wanted to occupy Toyokawa Shoko's body.

"Wait a minute, I'll search it online."

Kitahara Makoto took out his cell phone and searched for messages.

The ghost girl was murdered almost ten years ago, and there is not much information about her on the Internet, only a few news reports.

Goto Ichiri stood on tiptoe, looked at his phone, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and blurted out:

"Hey, why did the news say it was suicide?"

"……What?!"

Hearing these words, the ghost girl's eyes suddenly turned blood red, her black hair fluttered in the wind, and she danced like a poisonous snake, and a biting cold quickly swept through the entire classroom.

Sweeping over this chill, Goto Ichiri and Toyokawa Shoko were startled and quickly hid behind Kitahara Makoto.

"Calm down." Kitahara Makoto frowned, looked at the darkening ghost senior, and said in a deep voice, "Since justice is late, you should take revenge yourself."

"……revenge?"

The ghost girl was startled, and the blood color in her eyes quickly faded:

"Yes, I want revenge on that devil..."

The ghost girl succeeded in calming the other party down and prevented him from transforming into an evil spirit.

But how to take revenge is the problem.

These three are just high school students, not superheroes, and they don't have the ability to bring the villains to justice. The ghost senior is also unable to take revenge on her own. Once she leaves the classroom not far away, her consciousness will fall into chaos.

"What do you think we should do?"

Kitahara Makoto asked in a low voice.

"Um..." Goto Ichiri blinked and said timidly, "How about calling the police?"

Kitahara Makoto shook his head: "The police won't believe in the existence of ghosts."

"What about telling her parents?" Toyokawa Shoko folded her hands and placed them on her belly. It must be said that this poor young lady was quite calm and rational. "...If you ask who in the world cares about their children the most, it must be their parents."

"As long as her parents know that she did not commit suicide but was murdered, they will naturally investigate the matter to the end."

“Parents?” Ghost Senior was startled, then an expectant expression quickly appeared on her face. She bowed and said, “I want to see my parents. I want to see them again no matter what… Xiangzi, please!”

Toyokawa Shoko immediately became alert:

"What do you want me to do?"

Ghost Girl: "I have a feeling that as long as I enter Xiangzi's body, I can stay rational outside."

"I refuse." Toyokawa Shoko frowned and said decisively, "I don't want strange things entering my body."

She will never forget the despair she felt when being haunted by evil spirits during this period. If it weren't for the appearance of Kitahara Makoto, she might have been possessed by the ghost in front of her. Repaying evil with kindness is something only a saint would do.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

After a while, Xiaoshe timidly raised his right hand, obviously mustering up all his courage:

"I, I am willing to let Senior Fukada possess me..."

"Fukada-senpai is so pitiful, trapped in the classroom and unable to leave... She must be missing her parents terribly, right?"

"I, I want to help..."

Nowadays, there are many "compassionate" Buddhas on the Internet who always advise others to be generous and kind, but when it comes to themselves, they all shut their mouths obediently.

Goto Ichiri did not advise her to be kind, but chose to stand up himself, which inevitably made people look up to him.

Kitahara Makoto frowned and looked at the ghost girl:

"Will the person possessed by you be in danger?"

"No, no." The ghost girl quickly shook her head. "At most there will be a few side effects. With Lord Kitahara here, it can be easily eliminated."

Kitahara Makoto took a half step forward and blocked Xiaoshekong behind him:

"So how about possessing me?"

"I can't do it. That kind of thing is simply impossible." The ghost girl shuddered and quickly shook her head. "My lord, your energy is extremely strong, like a huge furnace. Not to mention possessing me, even if I get close I will be burned."

It seems that the ability of the exorcist monk is quite impressive...

Kitahara Makoto lowered his head to look at the little social phobia and said in a low voice:

"How about just destroying it?"

In Kitahara Makoto's opinion, it would be a good choice to directly destroy the ghost girl in front of him.

“No.” Goto Ichiri mustered up the courage to quickly shake his head. “Fukada-senpai is so pitiful, and her parents are also pitiful. Kitahara-san, please don’t do that kind of thing…”

"ok, I get it."

Seeing that Pochi-chan insisted, Kitahara Makoto had no choice but to agree.

"Grateful."

The ghost girl was full of gratitude. She bowed and thanked him, then turned into a black mist, floated towards Goto Ichiri, and then quickly sank into Pochi-chan's body.

"Well……"

Pochi-chan's body trembled slightly, and then she hugged her arms subconsciously: "It feels... a little cold."

"I'm sorry, I know what the side effects are..." The ghost girl's apologetic voice rang out in the classroom, "After I possess you, the 'qi' in your body will be consumed quickly, so you need to constantly replenish your yang energy."

"Eh?" Pochi-chan blinked blankly, "How do you replenish that kind of stuff?"

"It's okay, you can just give the Exorcist-sama a kiss and hug and it will replenish."

"..."

Chapter 8 Nagasaki Suyo: I don’t want to stand behind a dog!

"Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss..."

Hearing what the ghost girl said, Goto Ichiri's round eyes suddenly widened, then his little face suddenly turned red, and white steam gushed out from above his head.

No!

Definitely not!

You can only kiss and hug after you are dating!

Kitahara and I are just ordinary friends, so we can't do that kind of thing!

Goto Ichiri shook his head quickly, but a little imaginary drama involuntarily emerged in his mind.

Sunset dusk.

In an empty classroom.

I closed my eyes nervously, stood on tiptoes, and then Kitahara Makoto leaned down and kissed me...

Pfft!

Plop plop plop!

Goto Ichiri only felt his heartbeat suddenly accelerate, almost jumping out of his chest. He began to feel dizzy and his feet were unstable.