The campfire was swaying, and after everyone found a clean place to set up their tents, it was already night.

The night sky was clean tonight, with the crescent moon hanging in the sky and exuding soft colors.

From this campsite, you can see the night view of Tokyo not too far away.

Between the lights, there is a stream of light surging.

It was a beautiful scene.

But Beichuan Temple doesn't care about this, for him, the top priority is to fill his stomach.

"Knives." Beichuan Temple stretched out his hand and said without looking back.

As soon as Kamiya Miku, who was standing beside Kitagawa Temple, heard this, he immediately took out the kitchen knife and handed it to Kitagawa Temple.

Kitagawa Temple raised his hand to cut some ingredients that were not easy to bake, and then stretched out his hand again.

"Skewers." Kitagawa Temple said.

"Hmm." Kamiya Mirai stood next to him and handed the iron stick to Kitagawa Temple.

With a flick of his wrist, a handful of iron skewers flipped around under his hand, and he connected the meat with some specially matched vegetables, so that it would taste better and the same could also relieve greasyness.

This skillful posture made Mio Sakura, who was cooking on the side, stunned.

But she always felt that something was wrong.

"It's clear that the man is talented and beautiful, and there is no problem at all with it, but why is there such a strong sense of disobedience?"

The two of them had an orderly division of labor, and the movements of Kitagawaji's subordinates were extremely quick, and the speed at which the meat slices and vegetables were skewered together was very fast, and a pile of things to be grilled were piled up next to them in the blink of an eye.

"Compared to a couple's relationship... It's more like a cold doctor and instrument nurse when they operate on people..."Otomo Fan the wind to make the charcoal burn more fully, and glanced at Kitagawa Temple and Kamiya Mirai over there, and expressed his thoughts.

Mio Sakura and Saki Sakurai on the side, as well as Nanako Takigen, also nodded approvingly.

If you replace the iron skewers in Kitagawa Temple's hands with tweezers and a surgical microscope, and then let Kamiya Mirai wear a nurse's outfit...

There's no sense of disobedience at all!

Merely... Surgery on food?

They couldn't help but shake their heads, tossing aside the inexplicable impression.

At this time, Kitagawa Temple has already prepared everything for the barbecue.

He came over with a tray and asked, "Is the charcoal ready?" ”

"It's about the same temperature, but Eri there..."Otomo replied, glancing at Eri Kitagawa again.

Eri Kitagawa is now standing next to the stove of the campsite, her face covered in black, and a puff of black smoke coming out of the stove.

I don't know what combustibles she used, making the smoke billowing out, like a large scene of pickled salted eggs.

When she saw Beichuan Temple at this time, her face was nervous, and after the strange operation of her hands, she really started to catch fire.

Sure enough, people are creatures who need persecution, and only when there is pressure can there be motivation.

Kitagawa Temple didn't care so much, and simply said: "I'll bake something for you to eat when the rice is ready." ”

With that, he took over the barbecue.

As the temperature of the barbecue grill gradually rises, the meat slices are also roasted with oil and water, and the homemade Chinese-style barbecue sauce of Beichuan Temple makes the whole campsite full of fragrance after a while.

Even Eri Kitagawa, who was guarding the rice pot, came over and waited to be fed.

Fortunately, the firepower is enough, and the barbecue skills of Beichuan Temple are really clever, so the first batch of skewers did not take that long.

While everyone ate it, they were also a little surprised by the cooking skills of Kitagawa Temple.

It's delicious, too.

Even if you go to a special barbecue restaurant and the owner will make a special trip to grill it for you, it is estimated that it is not as delicious as what is baked at Beichuan Temple.

While waiting for the second batch of skewers to come out, Saki Sakurai simply proposed, "It's not interesting to wait like this, why don't we take turns talking about some weird nights to pass the time?" Does Brother Si agree? ”

It's also a regular form of entertainment, and it's not uncommon to tell weird things at night to pass the time.

But if Kitagawa Temple itself is disgusted with this kind of behavior, then they will also obediently and find another way to spend time.

"As long as you don't implement it yourself, there's nothing wrong with saying some weird things to pass the time." Kitagawa Temple replied calmly.

He's not a stereotypical person, and it's just for her safety that Eri Kitagawa doesn't come into contact with weird talks.

As long as they don't die themselves, Beichuan Temple won't care about them at all.

"Good!" The faces of the people shook and they sat down cross-legged around the cloth by the campfire.

The first to tell the strange story was Saki Sakurai, who sat on the cushion cloth and said with a mysterious face:

"I'm sure everyone who lives in Bunkyo District has heard such a strange story, right?"

"There's a weird tale about a night bat killer and a girl."

Well???

Kitagawa Temple, who was taking care of the skewers on his own, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This strange story sounds familiar.

But Saki Sakurai apparently didn't notice Kitagawaji's face, and she flattened her voice into a third-person tone suitable for telling a story: "I heard that it was also a night without dark clouds. ”

"A high school girl living in Wenjing District only walked home at this time for some special reasons."

"At night, the road is more twisted than usual, and there seems to be a figure flickering on the corner of the street..."

She panicked inexplicably, because she was about to pass through a section of the road without street lights.

"The monstrous darkness consumed her, and shadows followed her—"

"Finally! She ran out of the darkened stretch of the road, and she was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief..."

Saki Sakurai's voice was lowered, but her tone was raised: "But at the moment when she relaxed, there was a question in front of her. ”

"The question was so loud that the girl didn't hear it clearly at all, just 'Huh?' Whoop—"

Boom!!!

Saki Sakurai made an excited gesture of waving a bat:

"The human body has fallen, only a pool of blood is left on the ground, and the night is still so quiet - it is rumored that as long as you find a street without street lights in Wenjing District, you can encounter this bat murderer who asks questions, and at that time, whether it is life or death is no longer in your own hands."

To be honest, Saki Sakurai's storytelling rhythm is not bad, but there is always something wrong at the end. Because she herself is too involved in the play, she will always make some dramatic actions to sweep away the terrifying atmosphere in front of her.

And just when she was about to say something, Beichuan Temple suddenly spoke:

"Fake, there is no section of road in Wenjing District that is without street lights."

Then he spoke his analysis in a flat tone:

"In fact, in Tokyo, which is so modern, it is even more difficult to find a road without street lights in the city than it is to climb to the sky, so this is a strange myth."

Although his tone was flat, for some reason, everyone else could hear a hint of unhappiness in his voice.

"But..."Saki Sakurai's face was anxious, and she was just about to argue with reason-

"I said it was false." Kitagawa Temple looked at her expressionlessly.

Saki Sakurai shrunk her neck and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, fake." ”

How do you feel that Brother Si is targeting me?

She stepped back and couldn't help but think.

It was when Saki Sakurai was thinking about it that a second volunteer appeared.

Mio Sakura, who is very confident in himself, even so confident that he is narcissistic, raises his hand.

After the eyes of the people around her were attracted to her, she snorted and spoke: "My strange talk must be more terrifying than Sahi's strange talk!" The strange story I'm going to talk about is a strange story about the old school building and the screams of female high school students! ”

She held up a finger and said slowly: "Also somewhere in Wenjing District, some old school buildings are left in place as school land, which has not yet been expanded, and there are security guards..."

But before Mio Sakura finished talking about his beginning, Kitagawa Temple had already waved his hand and said, "Fake." ”

"Although the old school building is not allowed to be entered as private land for the school, there are still some young people who have a night test to enter the old school building, and I have heard rumors that the flashlights and candles used in the test have been found inside. I guess I was too scared, so I went home. ”

Well????

Mio Sakura's face was full of question marks, and she opened her mouth, a little unconvinced: "But, but, I heard that someone did hear it!" It was said that there was a sound of a girl screaming. ”

"It's all fake." Kitagawa Temple glanced at Mio Sakura: "I've been there, so I naturally know it's fake." ”

Can...

Mio Sakura's mouth moved, but finally deflated.

Well, if you say it's fake, that's fake.

Mio Sakura and Saki Sakurai sat together, always thinking that he had made Kitagawa Temple unhappy, so he targeted the two of them like this.

The next Nanako Takigen brought a strange talk about Sucha High School, and was also said by Kitagawa Temple to doubt life, and was closed with Saki Sakurai and Mio Sakura.

Otomo didn't want to participate, so he didn't talk about it.

Kamiya Miku, who had been looking at these things all the time, couldn't help but shake his head.

Didn't they all talk about their personal experiences at Kitagawa Temple? And what everyone said was that Kitagawa Temple had become a strange talk.

It's no wonder that Kitagawa Temple can be happy in this way.

These little girls are still too immature.

"Senior Sister Kamiya, it's your turn." The autistic trio sits on the side, looking at Mirai Kamiya.

"It's my turn...?" Mirai Kamiya pinched his chin.

Indeed, in clockwise order, it was already to her.

"Uh... Then I'll tell you a strange story about the night and the mountains. ”

Kamiya Mirai smiled happily, flattened her tone, and slowly told the story she had made up.

This is a story that happened in a distant era.

It was also spring, when a couple and a man and woman who were traveling in the wild hid in a cave because of the encounter with wolves.

But it happened that there was an earthquake, and the mountain was torn apart and the mouth of the cave was sealed.

This is undoubtedly a Jedi, and the only way to hide in a cave is to wait for outside rescue.

As the days passed, rescuers began to search and rescue.

Boys and girls don't have the means to light a fire, and the convenient food they bring is bottoming out day by day.

"Finally, in one night, through the unremitting efforts of the rescuers, the girl was also rescued."

Mirai Kamiya summed it up with a smile.

Well????

How is this story so clueless? And—

"That's not a strange thing at all, is it?"

Saki Sakurai spoke.

What kind of weirdness is this?

"It's pure weirdness!" Mirai Kamiya straightened his chest and replied seriously.

Pure weirdness?

It's just the story of two people being trapped, and then the boy fell down in exhaustion, and the girl was rescued.

The autistic trio didn't care, they just looked at Kitagawa Temple with blazing eyes, hoping that he would treat Kamiya Mirai like himself, and also said, 'This is fake!' ’

But to their disappointment, Beichuan Temple's expression did not change in the slightest, but only reminded them:

"The future doesn't say whether the boy is alive or dead."

Didn't say whether the boy was alive or dead?

Saki Sakurai, Mio Sakura and Nanako Takigen glanced at each other.

They seem to understand something, but they don't.

Otomo, who was only on the side, couldn't help but glance at them.

Are these people really in the top fifteen in the first year of Jingbei High School?

Seeing that they really couldn't figure it out, Beichuan Temple opened his mouth to explain:

"In fact, the story is more like a made-up, very rough and doesn't stand up to scrutiny."

"But that's where she's clever, she omits the story, she doesn't tell the specific image of the weird story, and most of the content is just left to your own imagination."

"First of all, it is impossible to determine the state of the boy, whether he is dead or alive, this is a question."

"But in the last sentence 'the girl was rescued', it can also be seen that the boy should be dead, so why is it that only the boy died, and the girl did not die?"

“... Si Ge means... Guys are being by girls... Eaten? Saki Sakurai on the side thought for a while before concluding such an answer.

But even if that's the case, it's just that the boy loves the girl too much, and voluntarily lets the girl eat it, in order for her to survive.

That's all.

Although the style of painting has changed a bit, it is just an ordinary story, and there is no trace of strange talk.

"That's the key. You have forgotten the preconditions, they do not have the means to make a fire. ”

"Without the means to make a fire, how should a girl eat a boy? Eating raw meat? At the end of the story, there is no mention of the rescuers finding the boy's body - I don't think the rescuers would be so unprofessional. ”

"That should...?" They were all dazed.

Only Mirai Kamiya looked at Kitagawa Temple with a grin, his eyes shining.

Beichuan Temple asked calmly: "On the other hand, let me ask again: Do you think that the creatures that can eat the raw flesh of humans are still human?" ”

Yes.

The girls in the story are not people, but monsters who can eat human flesh and drink blood.

She could be a ghoul or something else unspeakable in your imagination.

This is also one of Kamiya's best points in the future.

She never pointed out the specific image in the strange talk, and simply let the imagination of the listener construct the most terrifying image.

At this time, Kitagawa Temple takes the grilled skewers off the grill and places them on a tray.

The slices of meat are sizzling outwards with pale yellow oil, exuding a rich fragrance.

Looking at this fragrant skewer, except for Kamiya Mirai and Kitagawa Temple, the girls didn't do anything again.

They watched Kitagawa Temple and Kamiya eat things casually in the future, and they also sighed a little in their hearts-

This is really not a family, not entering a family...