Haunted houses? ”

Natsume was stunned.

"Wait a minute, Qiao San, you know what a haunted house means, right?"

"What are you talking about, Natsume-san, of course I know, I was there when I was in Kyoto."

Qiao Qiao thought it was strange.

"No, no, no, the so-called haunted house refers to the entertainment program in which the staff dresses up as a ghost or other terrifying existence and performs entertainment projects that frighten customers."

Natsume said with a wave of his hand.

"For ordinary people, sudden fright, terrifying shapes, and weird atmospheres can indeed cause that effect."

"But our school is a high school affiliated with Minejo University, Qiao San."

According to the statistics at the time of this year's admission.

Among the current 312 students of the High School Affiliated to Minejo University, there are 97 who have spiritual power.

Most of the other students are also children of families related to related industries.

In other words, there is no high school in Wakuni where the students know weirdness better than Minejo High School.

Just imagine, a young man who has grown up in all kinds of resentful spirits since childhood, will he really be afraid of fakes in haunted houses?

No, even if the real thing comes, it probably won't scare anyone.

Therefore, at the Peak City Festival, the haunted house is even less popular than the boring option such as the book exchange meeting, so much so that in the past five years, there has been no appearance of a haunted house at the Peak City Festival.

Last time, it was the onmyoji of Yinyangliao who brought Shikami to play, but even so, the evaluation was quite bleak.

"All things considered, a haunted house is the worst idea."

Natsume patted the small blackboard that came out of nowhere.

Even real Shikigami monsters can't make people feel scared, so how can ordinary people like Mio Amamiya design a haunted house that surprises people?

Qiao San, you are so naïve!

"Indeed, if it's an ordinary haunted house, it's really not qualified."

Qiao Qiao held his chin in thought.

The haunted house in Kyoto used real yokai to scare off the shrine maidens at Shimogamo Shrine, but if it was placed in the Minejo Daifuku, it might not have that effect.

After all, there are many more resentful spirits that can appear in a haunted house if you catch someone out of the house.

And Qiao Qiao didn't have that kind of background, so he asked the monsters to help.

Well, Suzuka's house might turn into an idol handshake.

Maybe the accident will work?

Seeing Qiao Qiao lost to thought, Natsume sighed and sat down next to his friend Mio Amamiya.

"Mio-chan, why don't you get a cooking stall, such as Cthulhu fried noodles, Mayan fried rice, etc., Mio-chan's craftsmanship is very good."

"It's a bit ...... to say this."

Mio Amamiya is embarrassed to directly deny her friend's opinion.

"I see."

Qiao Qiao suddenly spoke.

"Mmmm, do you finally understand that haunted houses are not feasible?"

Natsume nodded.

"No, the reason why we think haunted houses are not good is because our thinking is limited."

Qiao Qiao stood up.

"When it comes to haunted houses, everyone subconsciously thinks of all kinds of ghosts and ghosts."

"But!"

He went over to the little blackboard and flipped it over.

"If we see through the essence of a haunted house, we can understand that a haunted house is not actually a room for ghosts, but a room for horrors!"

"The more you develop in the direction of ghosts, the more you study various props and scenes, the more you can find that there is a limit to a simple haunted house!"

"If you want to get good reviews at the Peak City Festival, you can only go beyond the haunted house."

"What the hell are you trying to say, Jossan?"

Natsume frowned.

"What we want to do is not just a haunted house, but a room that brings horror, which can also be said to be a horror house!"

Qiao Qiao wrote a few random words on the blackboard.

"And it's not just ghosts that can bring horror to people."

"What do you mean......"

Natsume poetry saw those strange and familiar words on the blackboard.

She couldn't help but shake her shoulders.

......

After school.

Qiao Qiao rode a small motorcycle and came to the residential area of Shinjuku City.

The door of Higuchi Sayoko's house.

Recently, Kazuya Sakamoto has been very busy, and the three clubs have taken turns, and there is no time to help Higuchi send study materials.

So this matter fell on Qiao Qiao's head.

"Please, I'll treat you to Ginza's high-end Wagyu beef yakiniku!"

That's the conversation.

Qiao Qiao pressed the doorbell.

"Hello, I'm Qiao Qiao, and I'm here to deliver the information today."

There was a long silence today, and Qiao Qiao was about to ring the doorbell for the second time before the door clicked open.

Qiao Qiao came to the door and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Higuchi Sayoko still looks indifferent, only the dress on her body has been changed to a different style, and today it is embellished with dandelion patterns.

"Please use tea."

Handing over the hot tea, Higuchi Sayoko took Qiao Qiao's notes and read them carefully.

There are still a lot of annotations, which makes people curious about what Qiao Qiao is thinking in class.

"By the way, Sakamoto-san said that he came once a week and sorted out the study materials of the previous week, but I think that is a bit too much weight for Higuchi-san, so I think it would be better to have at least once every two days."

Qiao Qiao explained.

Even if it's a classmate, if Qiao Qiao comes every day, Higuchi Sayoko will feel disturbed.

However, it is troublesome to only get the study materials once a week, both from the perspective of learning and recording.

"Ah, don't worry, my house is near here, and I'll be there in fifteen minutes by motorcycle."

Seeing Higuchi's Sayoko staring at him, Qiao Qiao explained again.

"That's it."

Higuchi Sayoko didn't say anything, just put the information away properly.

"In that case, I should ...... too"

Qiao Qiao was about to stand up, but Sayoko Higuchi seemed to stop talking, which caught his attention.

"Higuchi-san, what's the matter?"

Qiao Qiao asked.

“...... Yesterday's notes, there is one thing I don't understand. ”

She hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I'll take a look."

Hearing Qiao Qiao's words, Higuchi Sayoko took out a note from the table next to her and pointed to one of the places.

"Is it a trigonometric function, well, it's really easy to get confused here......"

As soon as it came to learning, Qiao Qiao was in good spirits.

After explaining for more than half an hour, it wasn't until Sayoko Higuchi fully understood that Qiao Qiao got up and prepared to leave.

"Well, I shouldn't be here tomorrow, after all, I have to help with club activities, and the day after tomorrow, I'll come on Friday."

He said.

"Club activities?"

Higuchi Sayoko tilted her head.

"It's not my club, it's just that I'm entrusted by the student council to help, well, we're going to make a haunted house at this year's Peak City Festival, well, it's more of a horror house than a haunted house."

Qiao Qiao explained two sentences, and then looked at Higuchi Sayoko.

"Will Higuchi-san come to the Peak Castle Festival?"

Hearing Qiao Qiao's inquiry, Higuchi Sayoko looked at the notebook full of words and hesitated for a while.

He nodded slowly.