Kota and Hideki didn't say anything, and when Shinji Kamihara returned, they gave two thumbs up.

Shinji Kamihara smiled and didn't say anything more.

The two didn't ask anything, because they both knew about Shinji Kamihara and Sakuraaki's bad past.

When he was a freshman in high school, Shinji Kamihara often came to the club with injuries.

So there are some things that they have long been clear.

It's just that I didn't expect Shinji Kamihara to be so fierce.

Even if the three of them don't have much physical strength after training, but with Momomoto, there are four people, but now it's too easy to play four.

You know, in the past, it was difficult for the other party to fight three or three.

However, the two didn't think much about it, just thought that Shenyuan had a good workout this year.

After the three separated, Shinji Kamihara took the train to Meguro Ward.

After passing by a mall, he paused, frowning slightly and looking at the mall's door.

In the past, shopping malls were deserted.

In fact, the mall in front of him was like this two days ago, but before that, his spiritual power was in the first stage, and he could only feel bad things dimly.

Because of this feeling, he has subconsciously avoided this side recently.

As for the reason...

Shinji Kamihara stared, and could see a bloody glow inside the mall.

This reminded him of the news that a girl in a red dress and red boots jumped from the top floor of a shopping mall.

At first, he just looked at it and didn't look at it much. Because, he crossed because of curiosity.

Even at that time, he thought that this world was just an ordinary world.

Now it seems that that girl may have turned into a ghost.

Thinking about it, he picked up the business card in his pocket, picked up his mobile phone and sent an email to Master Xuanhai.

"In Meguro District, there is a suspicion that there are resentful spirits in the Asakawa shopping mall."

After sending it, he didn't care.

Halfway through, he received an email from Master Xuanhai.

"Roger."

Seeing this, Shinji Kamihara breathed a sigh of relief.

There is a resentful spirit in Meguro District, and he lives nearby, which is still quite terrifying.

He already knew how the ghost overtook him, but if the ghost was to say it, forget it.

Even if he knew how to deal with the wraith, he probably wouldn't be in danger.

It is human nature to avoid danger and avoid danger, and Shinji Kamihara is no exception.

When I got home, I opened the door...

"I'm back."

For some reason, when he got home, he was relieved.

Shinji Kamihara put down his school bag, went to the bedroom as soon as possible, and opened the closet.

Picking up the bright yellow paper box at the bottom, he asked, "Do you want to come out and take a walk?" Right at home. ”

"Mom," came a faint voice, and the resistance in her tone could be heard.

Seeing this, Shinji Kamihara was helpless. It seems that there is a long way to go to change the weird character.

He didn't force the box open.

Instead, he took it to the coffee table in the living room, turned on the TV, put it in the videotape, and showed the Doraemon cartoon to the other party.

He knew the other party would see it.

After doing all this, he went to the kitchen to finish cooking for himself.

It's just that today's dish is a bit of a scramble.

"I'm distraught."

Shinji Kamihara sighed slightly, why did he see Kento Kuike going to beat each other in the afternoon?

At that time, because I heard the incident that Hideki Kohaya said.

He knew that the couple must be Koyama's parents.

So, when he went to the playground and saw the Kuchi trio, he was very irritable. What he was thinking about at the time was to beat the other party up and make the other party angry.

By midnight, perhaps the other party will go to Hell to write his name.

Then, he can let the other person go to hell.

He is not afraid that Kento Kuike does not know this urban legend, and now the hell girl is spread all over the country's major universities.

Something bad, heard about this. I don't even dare to bully people anymore.

It's not his delusion, but what many people on the Internet say.

But many people still hope that the Hell Girl will appear in areas other than Tokyo.

Many people in other regions have a habit of logging into Hell Communications every day at midnight.

I want to see if I can log in.

But alas, Hell Girl is still Tokyo's weird now.

Can...

On the way back, his mentality was a little ambivalent. He was expecting Kento Kuike to fill in his name, but in his heart he didn't want the other party to do it.

This contradictory mentality made him feel a little bored.

Ding Dong –

A doorbell rang outside the door.

"Here we are."

Shinji Kamihara looked puzzled, and he came to the entrance door and looked through the cat's eyes.

Then I saw a man dressed in black, with slightly messy hair and a haggard face.

This man... So familiar...

Who's coming.

By the way, it seems that the neighbor who moved over a few days ago is surnamed Matsunai.

He opened the door and put away his boredom. Looking at each other with a smile, "Mr. Matsuuchi, is there something wrong?" ”

"I'm really sorry, there is no soy sauce for cooking at home." Mr. Matsuuchi's tone was ashamed, he bowed slightly, and said cautiously, "Kamihara-san, can you borrow soy sauce?" ”

"No problem." Shinji Kamihara readily agreed, it was a trivial matter, "You wait." ”

Soon, he picked up the soy sauce from the kitchen and came to the door and handed it to Mr. Matsuuchi.

About ten minutes later, Mr. Matsuuchi returned the soy sauce to him and thanked him repeatedly.

This is just a vignette. However, it made Shinji Kamihara adjust his mentality.

He finished his meal and cleaned up.

Come to your desk and look at the notepad on it.

"Let it be."

What Kento Kuike will do will be known at midnight.

……

Tokyo, suburbs.

Special class, in a conference room.

Kohei Kimura sat in the main seat with gray hair on his head, his eyes closed and his breathing even.

Twelve people sat on the left and right sides of the conference table.

These twelve people are the think tank of the special class.

But now, it's a lot of noise.

"Alright." A feeble voice came from the Lord's seat, but it was audible to all.

Kimura Yasuhei slowly opened his eyes, as if this action used all his strength.

He said in a weak voice, "It's been a day of arguing, and the old man's ears are almost deaf." It's not too early, and I'm going to pick up my grandson from school later. Now tell us what you think. ”

Last night, when the pheasant reported the situation of the hell girl to the special class.

Kohei Kimura directly convened a think tank to discuss that night, and in the early hours of the morning, everyone was allowed to rest for a while.

Then from 10 o'clock in the morning, the discussion went back to now.

At this time, the people in the think tank are all red-eyed. As for lunch, it was naturally prepared, but no one ate it.

Because everybody is under a lot of pressure.

As the brains of the special class, the decisions they make will have far-reaching consequences.

This kind of pressure is not something that ordinary people can bear.

"I still think that way."

The first person on the bottom left rubbed his eyebrows, he was very tired after almost sitting here for a day.

He closed his eyes and spoke, "It's impossible for weird people to live with humans, so using the 'gods' to kill the hellgirl is the best way." We can't afford a weird being who can think! ”

"I disagree."