The woman on the rooftop had red lips and a bloodless face, her limbs twisted unnaturally.

A thick black aura rose up in her.

Wraiths.

A resentful spirit that is several times thicker than the resentment on the body in the toilet during the day.

Although he had the courage to kill a lot of "spirits" who would not resist at all today, but seeing such a powerful and obviously self-conscious resentful spirit, Kengo Yamada still had weak legs and stomachs.

"Ordinary heart...... Ordinary heart...... Unseen...... Invisible ......"

He immediately withdrew his gaze, pretending not to see the red-dressed ghost, and prepared to turn around and flash.

With a "squeak", the door to a balcony in the dormitory on the third floor slowly opened.

Kengo Yamada couldn't help but look at the place where the sound came from.

A schoolgirl in a nightdress with confused eyes stood quietly on the balcony.

With his hands folded in front of his chest, he landed on one foot and made a gesture.

The red-dressed resentful spirit on the top floor was doing the same thing as her at the moment.

It's like a marionette.

Seeing this familiar posture, Kengo Yamada suddenly realized.

Is that dance...... Just like the woman he had bumped into the last time he had jumped.

After the last time he bumped into this dance, he also went to learn that in the girls' dormitory opposite, there have been several suicides or accidental falls of girls in recent years.

Could it be that behind these incidents, it is the ghost of the resentful spirit on the top floor?

A cold sweat broke out on Kengo Yamada's back.

According to the situation last time, will the woman jump off the building after the dance and turn into a ghost?

His life was at stake, so he immediately took out the bamboo sword behind him, held it tightly, and resolutely ran towards the girls' dormitory.

Running downstairs, Kengo Yamada was worried.

How do I get in...... You can't fight with a sword.

He glanced and suddenly saw a small door on the side that was not closed.

Kengo Yamada immediately ran through the small door and ran up the stairs.

He never imagined that the first time in his life would he break into the girls' dormitory that he had been peeping at for many years and dreamed of, it would be in this situation.

Be sure to ...... Stop her before the dance is over.

By the time Kengo Yamada ran up to the rooftop panting, the woman in red standing outside the protective net was swinging her twisted limbs like a pendulum, apparently nearing the end of the dance.

"Stop......"

Adrenaline surged, Kengo Yamada had goosebumps all over his body, but his mood was a little inexplicably excited.

He climbed over the protective net in twos and threes, jumped onto the platform where the woman in red was, and slashed at the other party with a sword.

The wooden sword covered with runes slashed at the wraith, and immediately the rune paper ignited a fire.

As if burned by fire, the woman in red howled in pain and fell backwards.

However, Kengo Yamada's heart shrank because the other party did not turn into ashes under the fire of the rune paper like other resentful spirits.

"Man...... It's not a good thing......"

A resentful, shrill voice rang in his ears, giving him a splitting headache.

Then, a scene that made his eyes tear appeared.

The woman in the red dress, who fell to the ground, turned her head and limbs 180 degrees at an anti-human angle.

Then he ran towards him on all fours with his chest up, like an animal.

Enduring the headache, he waved the bamboo sword in his hand again and slashed straight at the other party.

The red-dressed spirit was extremely fast, and it actually dodged his blow and pounced on him.

There are clouds in the way of the sword, ten thousand vibrations are wonderful, and the sword body is one.

In the midst of the crisis, Kengo Yamada had long since thrown these kendo maxims out of the clouds.

But years of kendo training allowed Kengo Yamada's body to react before his blank brain.

The vertical slash was flashed, and Kengo Yamada adjusted his steps very delicately on the small platform, sideways to let go of the wretched spirit, and then slashed horizontally.

Secret technique, eight slashes at the bottom of the pole.

This sword slashed at the resentful spirit, and the flames that erupted from more rune paper immediately spread along the resentful spirit's arm.

It's a pity that his opponent is not a human, but a resentful spirit who can't be judged by kendo common sense.

Apparently slashed by him from behind, the red-dressed wraith turned its limbs and head 180 degrees again, defying physics in the air, and pounced on him again.

The huge force struck, and the wooden sword in Kengo Yamada's hand flew out of his hand and fell downstairs in the pitch black.

His heart also sank to the bottom.

The flames on the red-clothed wraith lasted only a moment, melting half of her arm before extinguishing.

She licked her crimson lips and threw herself at Kengo Yamada with an eerie smile.

Since it wasn't the first time he had been ridden by a female wraith, Kengo Yamada rolled on the spot with great experience.

However, the speed was too slow, and he was still ripped off his pants by the red-clothed resentful spirit, opened his scarlet mouth, and bit at "Little Kengo......

At this life-and-death crisis that was related to the happiness of the second half of her life, the resentful spirit actually ignited the fire of the rune paper again, forcing her to retreat.

"Hmph, a true swordsman won't lose the same move twice in a row."

Kengo Yamada stood up and let his pants fade to his ankles, like some kind of perverted exhibitionist, his hips pushed forward and his waist leaned back, and he smiled and opened his trench coat to the red-dressed spirit.

"Come on, aren't you going to bite me?"

On both sides of the inside of the windbreaker, dozens of yellow runes are densely pasted.

The resentful spirit in the red dress was burned one hand and one foot one after another, and the black qi on his body had greatly decreased at this moment.

"A woman who believes in men...... ...... all of them are going to die."

The sharp and penetrating voice made Kengo Yamada shiver down his back, and his hands stiffly pulled the trench coat and shivered.

Suddenly, the red-dressed spirit twisted through the protective net, half of which passed through the cement layer and went straight downstairs.

"It's not good...... Kengo Yamada immediately realized that the red-dressed resentful spirit should have gone to the girl from before.

But the Wraith can ignore physical barriers, and he can't.

Through the protective net, he watched the body of the resentful spirit sink into the wall, and there was a hint of despair in his eyes.

After all, can't you cut off this nightmare?

"Pro."

At that moment, a figure appeared in the stairwell on the rooftop, throwing a triangular rune at the wraith's swift speed.

With the addition of rune paper, the resentful spirit that was about to completely disappear into the wall was actually isolated by a layer of spiritual power and bounced back.

"Bing."

Without giving the wraith a chance to react, the man threw out a rune paper again, and with a roar, it slammed into the wraith.

Unlike the fire from the rune paper on Kengo Yamada's body, when the rune paper and the spirit were lifted, it exploded like a grenade.

The dust fell, and on the floor of the rooftop, only the broken limbs of the red-dressed resentful spirit were left, slowly turning into black smoke and dissipating.

In the stairwell on the rooftop, an old man with white hair and a rickety figure walked out slowly.

"Good...... It's so strong......"

Kengo Yamada, who was still crawling on the protective net at the moment, was full of shock.

This trembling old man, but in an instant, he solved the terrifying resentful spirit.

Just why...... In the pocket of this senior's coat, half of the red lace edge of the fabric is exposed?

"It's just that you have just awakened your inspiration, and with a few runes, you want to hunt down powerful resentful spirits......

Looking at Kengo Yamada, who was crawling on the protective net, the old man's eyes showed a look of appreciation.

"This courage is very similar to when I, Ichiro Tokimoto, was young...... Boy, are you interested in worshipping me as a teacher?"

"What?" Hearing that the "master" in front of him actually wanted to take him as an apprentice, Kengo Yamada's eyes were a little excited.

At this moment, the voices of "just up there" and "we must catch him this time" came from the corridor, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Several thick-waisted and round-shouldered dormitory aunts rushed out of the corridor with weapons such as brooms and mops in their hands.

This sanctimonious and high-mannered old man pointed to Kengo Yamada, who was crawling on the barbed wire, wearing only boxers and curly thighs under the windbreaker, and reported to several dormitory aunts: "The pervert who sneaked into the girls' dormitory to steal underwear is here!" ”