If the ordinary people of Hiroyu's city were to tell some of the odd stories that have been popular in the city lately, there is a good chance that they would not be able to get a satisfactory answer. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

So many youkai have gathered here, but you don't know anything!

I don't know if someone would let out such an angry roar.

But to tell the truth, it's a bit of a tough one.

Although this is not the fault of the person who asked this question, if you have an open perspective on God, you must be surprised that people are ignorant of so many events going on around them.

In the end, this is just a misunderstanding of the nature of weirdness.

It's not that youkai become weird, it's that weirdness produces youkai - at least most of them.

Of course, this can also be divided into ghosts, ghosts, goblins and other complicated weirdness, but in order to be more convenient to tell, it can be easier for everyone to understand, I think this small concession can still be done.

In short, situations such as the battle between Meihong and Hakureyu, or the battle between Sanae and Kao, can only be said to be a task like a daily activity of human beings to defeat youkai, and it can only become a legend unless a bystander recounts it and spreads it.

In other words, it's not enough to just happen, someone has to tell it.

After passing the processing.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, in any case, as long as the process of narration is undertaken, it is inevitable that it will be added to or deleted by various things.

Even if that person is the person concerned.

Bark up the wrong tree

Street talk

If you ask Kashiwazaki Hoshina, you will probably say [Anyway, weird talk is something that the group of boring people made up because of some boring rumors to make themselves happy, if there are really monsters, even if they fight in front of them, the group of guys will only think that the movie crew is filming.] In that case.

For Hoshina, this level of darkness is a humble existence that is boring even to look at.

However, this is also human.

In ancient times, it was rumored that infectious diseases would spread as a rage of monsters or the wrath of the gods, but in modern times, it is only a matter for busy scientists, and even if they are put on the table, they can only make a few words about the painlessness of paying attention to these days.

The so-called weird legends are such things.

However, if you really have to pursue it unrelentingly, the slightly older people may frown and ponder, and some young people who often haunt the night hours will give a satisfactory answer to everyone who is interested in weird talk.

[That's what I want to say!] A black motorcycle that will come out at night! 】

[I drove past but I couldn't feel any breath of sight, like there was nothing under the helmet, it must be that one! Headless Horsemann. 】

[Eh, but the Headless Horseman is not a foreign goblin, and how can there be a headless horseman of the Rampton on a motorcycle]

[It must be a boring guy from somewhere, why are you racing every night but no police, what are those guys doing with taxpayers' money, what are you doing with taxpayers' money, bastard! 】

If there is a reason why this urban legend is mentioned at this time, it is because Battlefield Hara, who was confronting Yuka Kazami with a gentle smile but didn't know what to say, suddenly heard a strange voice.

When I first heard it, I thought it was the roar of some kind of beast. However, when you pay close attention, you will find that the sound is coming from the main road, and it sounds like it is coming from the other end of the lane.

Then, when the sound sounded a second time, it still sounded like the low roar of some kind of monster, but because it was coming from the road, it was hard to believe, but it was the sound of an engine.

It should be the exhaust sound of a car or locomotive.

Whether it's an urban legend or something, that's the way it is.

It's weird, but you have to be bound by human common sense or something, and it really makes people laugh when you think about it.

But before the battlefield could think about it to this extent, that "existence" had already come to them.

Although I've been to Hakuriyu's house many times, I'm not a stranger in any way, but it's the first time we've met in this situation.

On a pitch-black locomotive without headlights, a humanoid "shadow" sits across.

As if nothing had passed between the vehicles and the flow of people, it passed silently in front of the battlefield and the fragrance of the wind.

“！？’

After a few seconds of silence, the engine let out a muffled roar again. However, in the next second, it went silent, leaving only the slight sound of tires rubbing against the asphalt. That kind of silence should only occur when the engine comes to a complete stop, but the speed of the locomotive shows no signs of slowing down, and even seems to be accelerating.

The presence was clearly anomalous, as if the range of the audible sound had become detached from the reality around it, exuding a sense of incongruity. Most of the passers-by around stopped and looked at the black shadow in the distance in amazement.

But what you saw on the battlefield was different.

The moment he rode the locomotive past, Celti seemed to notice the battlefield hara, and a beautiful turn stopped in front of the two of them, Battlefield Hara and Kazami Yuka.

"I remember...... You're a friend of Hiroshi, what's the matter with staying here? ”

Looking at the words displayed on the screen of the faintly lit mobile phone handed over by Serti, the battlefield couldn't help but sigh at the change in the world in which he lived.

Obviously, if it was before, he would only define this guy as a boring and rampage with the middle and second diseases, but now he can watch a foreign headless goblin communicate with himself on the screen of his mobile phone so calmly.

It's as if you've come to another country, whether it's school or your father, there's no major reorganization in the city where you live, and it's as if you're in an unknown crowd when it's supposed to be the same as yesterday.

――I don't know... Whoever is... Whether it's a Raven Tengu or a Headless Horseman. Isn't it the same as watching different things live in different worlds......

Although the battlefield had thought about this matter a little before this, he was on top of the lively eldest sister, and no one around him could find out that there was a girl possessed by a god, a headless horseman, and an exorcist gathered here. Battlefield Hara suddenly remembered what he had said when he first met Hakureyu.

"Is it a different world...... It's really like the guy said, this sense of isolation in a foreign country - no, it's worse than that, it's all about being surrounded by people from the same country, but there's no way to communicate with ....... ”

It's okay to talk

But they can't communicate

It's like a clumsy burlesque that makes people laugh at it.

ps: I dealt with something last Sunday, and then I didn't have much inspiration a few days ago [I listened to the electronic music and listened to the tinnitus 2333] so I dragged it on until now, forgive me orz

PS2: I want to insert a picture of Sister Sai in this chapter.,It's troublesome to change the IE browser after thinking about it...... So if you don't know Sailti, it's better to flip through the pictures related to the previous works or just Baidu it.