Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

July 27, morning.

Condensed shadow crystals without devouring effects, made into collars, and put them on the eight new adult rabbits.

…

During breakfast, Lucia looked around and didn't find the conspicuous husky puppy, and asked in confusion: "Where is Wang Bao?"

"He's working in Team 7." Lenari replied.

"Oh..." Lucia nodded, and then asked, "You should still have all the textbooks you studied before? From today on, I will study hard."

"Are you not going to continue traveling during the summer vacation?" Lenari asked.

"No... I can start traveling anytime, wait until I get a degree first." Lucia said firmly.

Lenari nodded, and immediately took out a full set of elementary school textbooks from the dark realm and piled them high on the dining table.

Lucia looked up and asked in confusion: "Isn't the elementary school textbook necessary? Vivian taught me the basics."

"Just go through it quickly and consolidate your knowledge." Lenari explained.

Lucia thought about it and felt that it made sense.

…

Almost every city has one or several old residential areas, and Inisel City is no exception.

The only old residential area in Inisel City is in the southeast, close to the suburbs, and there is a not-so-small natural lake nearby.

In addition to the historical and cultural atmosphere that is thick or thin, matching those gloomy and uninhabited old houses is the so-called "haunted house" that people talk about with relish.

Among the several century-old antique villas facing the lake in the old residential area, one is a well-known "haunted house".

This "haunted house" has been sealed off by the Public Security Bureau for many years. The reason given to the outside world is that there have been many murders that have not been solved so far in the old villa, and the owner has died for many years and has no heirs.

In fact, most people in the other world know that this old villa is actually an architectural weirdness, and the ghost story it belongs to is called "Ghost Villa".

The interior of the Ghost Villa is a complex space formed by countless weird rooms. The exact time of its birth is unknown. When people realize it, it is already a "Ghost Villa" that can never be returned.

Today, the notorious Ghost Villa once again welcomes a group of challengers...

...

In the afternoon, at about 4 o'clock, a unique live broadcast was carried out on the dark web.

Reminded by Campos and Anthony, Lenari had already arranged the big screen, speakers, snacks, and drinks, and sat in a row with Lucia, ready to watch the show.

Miles brought the last plate of homemade snacks - spicy boneless chicken feet, poured himself a glass of iced beer, and joined the ranks of sitting in a row.

At 4 o'clock, the arrogant live broadcast room named "What Death God is just like this" started on time.

The background of the live broadcast room is the Reed River, which Lenari is already very familiar with.

Today the weather is clear and cloudless, and it is afternoon again, and the Reed River has not been foggy.

In the beautiful scenery with a very stable camera, a very trendy and pretty boy walked into the camera with a step that did not recognize his relatives.

"Hello~ I am... (omit 800 words of arrogant and ignorant self-praise)"

"... In short," the pretty boy cleared his throat and continued, "My ability 'summoning ghost stories' is invincible, and no ghost story can escape my great summons!"

"Today, the ancient ghost story 'Death God' entrenched in this Reed River and with a great reputation will become the first milestone of my... (omit narcissistic descriptions and nicknames over a hundred words) journey to eliminate ghost stories!"

"Let's not waste any more time, let me start the wonderful performance now!" The pretty boy said, taking out a goggles-like equipment from a box placed aside in advance, and put it on very carefully as if he had rehearsed in advance.

"This is a weapon against the 'Death'. As we all know, among the four prerequisites for the instant death rule of the Death to take effect, three of them are 'seeing'."

"In other words, as long as 'can't see', the Death is a waste!" The cream boy said with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Lenari couldn't help it and turned to ask Miles beside him: "Where did this ignorant weirdo come from?"

The stunned Lucia nodded wildly, indicating that she had the same question.

- Let's not talk about anything else, just the "Boatman Death" who was recently swallowed by the "Death", can kill people even if you can't see it...

"I don't know..." Miles shrugged, indicating that Team 7 was not responsible for this. "For those who are willing to take risks to test strange stories and weird things, except for special circumstances, Team 7 usually lets them go unconditionally."

"I see..." Lenari nodded, stuffed a spicy boneless chicken claw into his mouth, and began to look forward to the performance of the Death.

"It's hard to understand..." LuciaAs he said that, he lowered his head and picked up the last chicken claw on the plate.

"There are many people who were living an unhappy life, but suddenly awakened a seemingly powerful superpower, so there is nothing strange about it." Miles drank a sip of iced beer, and reached out to the plate of spicy boneless chicken claws with his other hand, but grabbed nothing.

Looking at the big screen, Miles moved his fingers slightly according to his impression not long ago, grabbed in another direction, and grabbed nothing again.

"?" Miles lowered his head and saw a fine porcelain plate with only a little sauce left in confusion.

Lenari licked his fingers with satisfaction, and explained confidently: "The spicy boneless chicken claws you made are so delicious, and they are very suitable for Lucia and me. We ate them all by accident."

"...If you like it, I'll make more next time." Miles was a little amused and picked up the fried crabs on the side instead.

In the live broadcast, the pretty boy has put on all his equipment in an exaggerated manner. Except for the goggles-style recording device, everything is meaningless.

——What can a set of sports fencing protective gear do? He didn't even wear a helmet...

The pretty boy walked to the small high ground on the river bank that had been prepared in advance (weeding and leveling the ground), posed in a rather ornamental posture, and shouted loudly: "Ghost Story - Death, I order you to show up quickly!"

The breeze blew across the river, and the reeds swayed.

The pretty boy posed for a long time, and his face was a little embarrassed. He was about to shout again in shame and anger.

Suddenly, fog came.

The untimely thick fog rose from the wide river, and from it, a slender boat slowly sailed out against the current.

At one end of the boat, a human figure wrapped in a black robe stood steadily, which was the real body of the "Death God" in the ghost story.

Before the relieved pretty boy could say anything, the Grim Reaper looked up slightly and seemed to glance at him.

The next moment, the Grim Reaper disappeared on the boat.

Amid the uniform exclamations of the live broadcast team, the pretty boy looked around in confusion, and then...

He was split in two and died on the spot.