Miku Kamiya is a quirky girl - everyone who knows her says so.

Even if she has top grades in Jingbei Private High School Chinese, looks pretty and sweet, and treats people steadily and generously, it still can't change her extremely bad reputation.

Because this girl prefers supernatural tales and urban legends.

Strange talk is actually very popular among Japanese high school girls, but the point is that Kamiya Miku's enthusiasm for the topic of strange and strange talk is really too unusual.

There is no other reason, it is just that Kamiya Miku has indeed seen supernatural events happen.

It was April 2015, when she was first promoted to middle school.

At that time, there was a very famous game popular among the female classmates in the class.

Four Corners Spiritist Game.

This game may have been a cliché in this Reiwa era, but at 15 years old, it was still very popular on campus.

In the middle of the night, in a square blank room, with all lights out, four people standing facing the corner, each of them must face the corner and never look behind them before being photographed.

And when the fourth man walked to the next corner, the place where he was originally standing should have been empty.

At this time, if a ghost is summoned to play this game, that empty corner is equivalent to an extra "person", and as long as it hits its shoulder, it will continue to go to the next corner and pat the next person's shoulder, so of course the game can't be stopped.

As a popular beauty in the class at the time, Kamiya Mirai certainly received an invitation to the game.

The specific game process, to be honest, Kamiya Miku can't remember it clearly, she just clearly remembered that during the game, someone suddenly let out a sharp howl of terror.

Hearing that piercing scream, Miku Kamiya subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came from-

It turned out that no one was screaming at all, just the sound of the gate being slammed into by the night wind.

But taking advantage of the moonlight, Kamiya Mirai saw it.

It was a woman nearly three meters tall, with her head touching the ceiling.

The other party's complexion was as bright as moonlight.

When Miku Kamiya found out, she was already standing behind classmate A, and her fingernails as long as scissors were deeply inserted into the other person's throat...

After that game, classmate A changed schools, and when the news came later, it was the death of the other party who was inexplicably ejected through his throat by a steel pipe from the construction site.

Kamiya Mirai came to the conclusion that there were indeed spirits in the world, and he was therefore interested in terrifying supernatural events.

In fact, Kamiya's future behavior is not a love for supernatural events, but simply as '1+1=? It's just a child's curiosity about the unknown.

It is also possible that after seeing the abnormality in daily life by chance that day, she gradually became a little abnormal.

But outside, she is still a dignified, steady and mature female high school student.

At least that's what Kamiya Mirai thinks.

And it was this dignified, mature and steady female high school student who was now crouching in the lake park, peeking at the Beichuan Temple not far ahead.

Kamiya has long planned to investigate this lake park by himself.

Because of her sensitive nature, she sensed exactly the same hairy feeling she had when she saw the resentful spirit four years ago.

Her instincts told her that there must be some secret here.

However, due to various reasons such as delays in schoolwork, friends inviting New Year's worship, and family travel, she didn't even come here until today.

"That's... A classmate of Kitagawa Temple? "Kamiya didn't expect to meet this person in this place.

If it is said that the future reputation of Kamiya is not good, then the wind evaluation of Kitagawa Temple can simply be described by the words 'miserable'.

Although this classmate of Beichuan Temple has good grades and occasionally speaks at the morning meeting, those who hear about his deeds will probably show a disdainful expression.

As far as Kamiya Future heard, it is estimated that the most real is that a certain female classmate of Beichuan Temple had unrequited love, and finally took advantage of the female classmate's physical education class to roll away the other party's underwear from the locker room.

In fact, taking away a few pieces of underwear and underwear is actually nothing.

Kamiya thought about the future.

Desire breeds motivation, and even if this Kitagawa temple classmate takes all her underwear and underwear away, and then shoots at her underwear and underwear on Saturday and Sunday mornings, it is understandable.

Because he has the ability to take away people's underwear and underwear.

As long as there is that ability that is not discovered by her Kamiya Future, then no matter what you do to the 'loot', it is the right of Kitagawa Temple to drive.

Kamiya Mirai can understand, but this does not mean that she recognizes the mistake of Kitagawa Temple after taking away the other party's underwear.

In her opinion, it is like the feeling of red wine that has been left out for a long time, which was originally mellow and fragrant, but finally found that the taste of the red wine has already deteriorated.

"It's an unqualified pervert." Kamiya Mirai made a definition, and at the same time, a pair of beautiful eyes stared closely at the figure of Kitagawa Temple.

That being the case, what is this unqualified pervert going to do now?

Her curiosity surged again.

As mentioned earlier, she is a girl who doesn't feel shameful about her desires, and of course she won't jump out now to criticize Kitagawa Temple's behavior at school, and whether the truth is as rumored is also two theories-

She won't be at the mercy of gossip, she just wants to satisfy her curiosity.

Early in the morning, what exactly does Kitagawa Temple want to do in this place?

The cold wind blew on Kamiya Mirai's little face, making Kamiya Miku's hands and feet cold, and at the same time, it also made a faint red mark appear on her cheeks.

She tiptoed behind Beichuan Temple, without making the slightest movement.

Kamiya Miku is so confident in her tracking skills that most people don't even want to find her.

Walking into the lake park, crossing the swings, seesaws, and walking around the lake embankment, Beichuan Temple came to the wooden bridge.

He crossed the bridge quickly, and Kamiya Mirai followed.

But...

The mist rose at some point, and Kamiya Miku only felt a flower in front of her, and the next moment, she was standing in front of the deep forest.

An abnormal cold wind blew from the forest path, mixed with an inexplicable odor, which made Kamiya's future little nose flutter.

She subconsciously wrapped her trench coat tightly, as if she could feel the cold wind piercing through her thick gloves, making her fingers stiff.

Before she knew it, she was wrapped in a dense forest.

A feeling that makes it difficult to breathe wells up in the throat.

The deep front road has long been lost to Beichuan Temple, and the back road seems to have been cut off by darkness.

Kamiya Mirai swallowed, and seemed to sense that the atmosphere was gradually not right.

But she could only bite the bullet and move forward.

Behind the lake park is a dense forest, and the roads here are muddy after the snow melts due to improper repair.

It's an inaccessible place, and if there is no special reason, Kamiya will not step on this dirt road in the future.

On either side are swaying low woods, dry branches clinging like ghost claws.

Kamiya Mirai withstood the inexplicable psychological pressure and walked briskly all the way inside.

At the end of the road there was nothing but the road cut off by the dwarf landscape trees.

Mirai Kamiya let out a small breath, and just wanted to turn around and leave-

But her beautiful eyes clearly captured a touch of blue hidden on her right hand.

She turned her head to look.

It was a hut made of blue iron sheets, rusted by the wind and rain.

Kamiya's goddamn curiosity came back to him.

"What's that?"

Mirai Kamiya muttered, leaning against the gap between the steel plates, and looking in.

There are things neatly arranged.

One row horizontally, one row vertically.

In the center of the house there is something that stands out.

It was the corpse of a woman covered in muddy water stained with clotted blood.

The big eyes that had lost focus were facing Kamiya Miku.

Deep in the forest, hiding the corpse, girl.

The cold wind howls –