Hearing the professor's words, Kengo Yamada stood up stiffly with a dark face like a prisoner about to be executed.

Of course I know that there are no "people" in the first row.

In his eyes, in the first row of vacant seats, there were several gray-white female figures sitting neatly, looking at the old professor with "thirst for knowledge".

This is when the old professor entered the door before, he followed in.

Walking up to the few gray figures who stood still, Kengo Yamada's forehead was already covered with fine sweat.

Brushing the ground, the gray figures turned their heads and smiled at him.

It was a few "female classmates" with white faces and red lips who were like flowers.

Except for the rotting flesh and skin all over the body, and a large number of bones exposed, there is nothing wrong with it.

Under the professor's urging gaze, Kengo Yamada stiffened his head and sat down.

He sat down on the steps of the classroom.

"Aha, I twisted my waist in the club activity yesterday and can't sit on a chair with a backrest."

Seeing the strange gazes of the people around him, Kengo Yamada laughed exaggeratedly.

Fun in philosophy class is always fleeting.

With a strange vision, Kengo Yamada, who finally survived the end of class, fled the classroom quickly.

"Damn...... Am I not going to be able to go back to my normal days for the rest of my life? ”

Ran to the toilet in one breath and closed the door to the cubicle.

With his back against the door, he finally calmed down.

Recently, he has been under too much mental pressure and he is a little constipated.

Sitting on the toilet, he made a call to someone as he exerted his strength.

"Araki-senpai? Uh......h I'll have to discuss with you about the dirty stuff I can see...... What the? You went to Kamakura yesterday and stayed up all night fighting with the giant snake, and now you're catching up on sleep, so I'll figure it out on my own? Wait......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a busy sound of "doodoo" on the other side of the phone.

How can I solve it myself?

Thinking of this, Kengo Yamada touched his chest, and his heart was a little calmer.

There, there was a thick stack of rune paper.

That night, it was the burning light of the talisman that dispersed the female ghost and saved his life.

Just as he was settling down and trying to free himself on the toilet, a blue-white, blood-stained hand slowly reached out from under the partition.

"Ordinary heart, ordinary heart ......"

Kengo Yamada stared at his phone, silently exerting force, not daring to turn his gaze.

"Yes...... Paper...... Is it? ”

Don't talk, it's noisy.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the hand explored slowly, extending longer and longer, almost touching the tip of his nose.

On the arm in front of him, a wisp of black gas lingered.

According to the witch, it was unlike anything he had seen in the morning.

It's something called a "ghost."

"If you see a ghost with a black grudge, you must run away immediately."

The shrine maiden's earnest words still echoed in my ears.

But I was released at the critical moment, and Xiaohe showed his sharp corners, how could he "run away immediately".

"Yes...... Paper...... Is it? ”

The thing spoke again.

This...... The sound came from above.

Kengo Yamada looked up.

In the gap above the toilet partition, at some point, there was a middle-aged man's face with black gas, squeezed there crookedly, looking at him with a smile.

"You... See... Get... See... I..."

Big brother, your hands are obviously underneath, but your head is above, this is not scientific.

Kengo Yamada, male, 21 years old, is facing the second major crisis in his life.

……

"Plain heart, flat ...... Ping your sister!"

Facing the resentful spirit, sitting on the toilet, constipated for many days, and finally feeling a little, Kengo Yamada, who was released at a critical moment and had nowhere to escape, went violently.

"You perverted voyeur wants paper maniac, don't you want paper, take it, take it all......"

He pulled out a stack of rune paper from his pocket and placed it in the hand beside him.

The rune paper immediately ignited a fire.

The light of the fire burned down the hand all the way to the other end of the partition.

The man above the partition howled in pain, slowly dissipating into black smoke.

Seeing the resentful spirit wailing in the firelight, Kengo Yamada curled up with a strange smile on his lips.

Then, as the wraith dissipated into black smoke, the smile on his face grew brighter and brighter......

"Poof...... Boom".

The repression that had been suppressed for many days was finally released.

……

Late at night, on the moonlit branches, the Shibuya Keizai University campus was pitch black.

An eccentric man wearing a hooded T-shirt underneath, a trench coat over the outside, and a long strip of baggage sneaks out of the dormitory building.

It was Kengo Yamada.

He stood on the playground, looking at a figure running along the runway in the distance with a serious face and holding his breath.

It was the ghost of the man with the javelin in his belly who had been jogging with him in the morning.

"I've been running for so many years, I'm quite tired."

According to the witch, although these spirits have not become resentful spirits, they also stay in the world because of the obsession in their hearts.

It only takes one opportunity to become a resentful spirit.

Their time, from the moment they died, stood still.

Kengo Yamada was a little nervous and took out a training wooden sword from the long bag behind him.

Different from ordinary wooden swords, this training wooden sword is densely pasted with a layer of yellow rune paper.

Seeing that the man was about to run to his side, Kengo Yamada took a deep breath and held the sword in his hand.

Kendo cultivation is the most important thing to pay attention to the ordinary heart.

With the sword in his hand, the original tension, anxiety, hesitation and uncertainty in his heart all turned into firmness.

"Congratulations, you reached the finish line and won the first place in this competition."

As he said this, Kengo Yamada slashed out with the bamboo sword in his hand, meeting the waist of the running man like a finish line.

The rune paper on the bamboo sword immediately ignited a piece of fire, burning the man to the ground.

"Araki-senpai's rune paper, it's really effective, and it's worthy of being produced by Asakusa Shrine......"

Gently wiping the sweat from his forehead, Kengo Yamada withdrew the bamboo sword from his waist like a peerless swordsman, and left with a resolute expression.

Kendo club activity room.

Kengo Yamada took out the excuse "something was missing" to find the key that Kusunoki Daishi asked for and opened the locker.

"Save ......"

"I'm here to save you, I must be desperate to be locked inside."

He stabbed the man crouching inside.

As the flames burned, the world fell silent.

Student cafeteria.

Kengo Yamada sneaked through the window.

"The food in the cafeteria is always delicious!"

With that, he leaped high and slashed at the woman hanging from the ceiling.

As for the group of "relatives and friends" behind the philosophy professor, he didn't intend to get in the way of other people's family celebrations.

"Astringent Economic Environment Purification Operation".

This is a battle that belongs to Kengo Yamada alone.

Watching a Gu spirit be liberated under his sword, the fear in Kengo Yamada's heart gradually decreased, and instead gave him an extremely exciting pleasure.

I swept around the school, and it was close to midnight.

After consuming nearly ten runes, he set out on his way back to the dormitory with great ambition.

Passing by the downstairs of the girls' dormitory, he subconsciously looked up.

On that day, he accidentally bumped into the dancing of the woman on the balcony, which completely changed the trajectory of his life.

In the middle of the night, there will naturally be no one on the balcony of the girls' dormitory.

Seeing the empty balcony, Kengo Yamada subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, his eyes suddenly converged on the corner of the rooftop of the girls' dormitory.

There, at some point, stood quietly a woman in a long red dress.