I Became an Anonymous Boss

"..." Bai Taki shook his head: "You don't have to pay special attention to me, I'm just going to replace Duan Mujin."

"Sister Duanmu, you are a good person." Rei Hanyu looked slightly relaxed.

"I'm not familiar with her, and I don't know what she's thinking." Bai Taki didn't plan to stay for a long time: "I also know that you won't feel comfortable staying with me, so don't bother me, I think it's better Pretty scary."

"Wait..." Rei Hanyu asked to stay.

"?" Shirataki looked sideways.

"Thank you." Rei Hanyu said softly, "Thank you for listening to me. Senior sister Duanmu is a good person, and you are also a good person."

"I'm not, don't talk nonsense." Bai Taki said flatly, "I don't believe in ghosts and gods."

"Even so, thank you..."

She stood at the porch, her complexion paled from long-term fear, showing a shy smile, which was still so pretty in the sun.

Shirataki stopped in front of the door.

He didn't quite understand why Rei Hanyu wanted to thank him.

He just listened to her telling stories about what he had seen and heard, and walked around the house symbolically.

From the beginning to the end, the attitude she showed was very impatient, she wanted to get out of the situation, and she also lost her rosary, fainted once, and showed strong fear after meeting herself.

From what point of view, none of what happened to her was a good thing, and she should have shown more intense fear and resistance.

But she thanks.

Is it just a formal thank you?

No, it doesn't seem to be, her thanks are sincere.

Perhaps, she would never meet even someone like herself.

No one is willing to listen to her finish, nowhere to ask for help, helpless, just envious of her background, retaining a sneer.

No one would believe that a lady from a famous family would be scared to death by ghosts and gods.

Even if this is true, it will only be reduced to a talk and a laugh in the mouth of others.

She left her hometown and came to a foreign land, living a difficult life alone far away from her relatives, but she was still chased by bad luck and teased by fate.

Maybe it was really desperate.

Shirataki's knuckles on the doorknob were a little stiff.

...Forget it, leave it alone.

... What if I was tricked again?Want to be lied to again?

... You are not a superman, why are you anxious to uphold justice, and you regard yourself as a messenger of justice again?

...One or two ordinary wandering spirits can't harm anyone at all, they just torture the spirit a little bit, and they can suppress the evil spirit with a butcher's knife.

Shirataki took half a step forward, and had already stepped out of the door frame, when suddenly a question came from his mind.

——What if it’s not an ordinary dead soul?

——What if, isn’t it?

He couldn't take the remaining half step.

Shirataki took a deep breath, stifled the wavering in his heart, took back half a step, looked at Rei Hanyu, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Let me read it again."

"This time... read it carefully."

Chapter 27 Who is knocking on my window

In the evening, Rei Hanyu was walking on the akane-stained red road, carrying a convenience bag in his hand, with heavy steps and a slightly tired expression.

She used to be a dexterous girl with a cheerful personality and diverse interests, but after seeing the supernatural, she had to let go of all her past hobbies and change her life as simple as possible, focusing on her studies. I don't hear anything outside the window, and I only read the books of sages and sages.

In the last six months, after the pressure reduced, she gradually picked up the fun in life again.

Occasionally, I cook some food, go out and buy some fresh ingredients or something.

But recently, she encountered a series of strange things one after another, and even lost her appetite. She ate noodles in clear soup all the time, which caused her to lose weight and haggard a lot.

Tonight, she also returned to her residence after eating in the cafeteria.

The road in the evening is very long.

The autumn wind was slightly cold, and she looked at the gate of the community that she had arrived, but she felt resistant in her heart.

Since returning from Japan, the strange things I have encountered have not stopped.

Eerie, distorted silhouettes will be seen on the windowsill, like the dance of mad believers.

I can hear some whispers lingering in the room, like the teacher's 24-hour homework reminder.

Even though it is a high-rise building, the calls of wild cats are often heard, like the sound of love from beasts in estrus.

It is different from those visualized horror ghosts and gods seen in the past.

Instead, what she encountered was a kind of supernatural phenomenon that tormented the spirit. She can not lose a single hair until now, which means that her hair follicles are strong enough.

But being afraid is still going to be afraid. All these reminded Rei Hanyu of looking back at the moment he crossed the customs, and couldn't help but shudder even more.

Almost every day this weirdness strengthened the harasser's spirits, and she wanted to live with someone else.

If it was in Yingzhou, there would be relatives in the family and children of the same age as Xiao Xunran, and some people would come to help her.

Naihe is alone in a foreign country, she has no friends, not even a roommate, plus the taciturn personality developed by long-term encounters with supernatural phenomena, and her indifferent face without any fluctuations in expression... Once the passive skill is triggered, all her expressions will be instantly changed. Disappeared and turned into Mo Deqing.JPG, which made too many people mistakenly think that she was very cold and difficult to get close to.

In fact, she was just nervous and frightened, causing her trigeminal nerve to be less sensitive.

In half a year, although they were much more cheerful than in the past, they didn't have any friends who could talk to each other or plastic girlfriends who could call each other sisters.

As for Duan Mujin, what she feels about Rei Hanyu is mostly curiosity, and it is impossible for her character to share the rent with others.

Shirataki and Duan Mujin have known each other for seven years, and they have only recently become acquainted, which shows how deep the high walls she usually builds in interpersonal relationships.

So this doesn't work, and that doesn't work.

She had no choice but to start looking for other places to live. Even if she paid a little more, she didn't want to continue living in such a creepy place.

Ms. Hanyu, who had made up her mind, was thinking about where to find a house tomorrow. She paused and met a weird black cat in front of the stairs.

I wanted to see if it was injured somewhere, but saw it bared its teeth and cat claws, jumped up, scratched the corner of Rei Hanyu's clothes, roared twice, and ran out of the stairs immediately.

"Fortunately, the skin wasn't cut. What's the matter with this cat?"

Rei Hanyu was a little strange, he glanced at the damaged cuffs, maybe he was unlucky and used to it, and he didn't care about the hostility of small animals.

However, the black cat, which is believed to be a wild cat, has shiny fur and no collar, but is agile in movement and pure in color.

After it left the stairs, it didn't go away, but hid in the bushes.

It didn't show its head until Rei Hanyu walked up to the elevator, and walked out from the bushes, looking at the stairs vigilantly, and was about to approach it.

At this time, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly came, and the air suddenly rang with a sharp sound, and a flying object as small as a stone fell in front of it.

The black cat dexterously jumped back, avoiding the splashing objects, and at the same time landed on all fours with a low growl of threats.

The flying object bounced several times in front of the door frame of the stairs, collided back and forth between the wall and the ground, until the crisp sound dissipated, it spun and stopped on the tile floor.

It was an ordinary marble.

What made the black cat afraid to go forward was that a hole the size of the tip of an index finger appeared where the marble fell.

How can the hardness of glass marbles be compared with that of floor tiles? After a collision, glass marbles should also be broken.

However, it did not shatter, but lay quietly on the ground.

The black cat withdrew its forward paws and ran back into the bushes. From the beginning to the end, it didn't see where the marble came from.

……

Back home, Rei Hanyu lay down on the beanbag exhaustedly.

I'm afraid it will be another sleepless night tonight.

She is used to sleeping with the light on, and it often lasts all night when the light is on.

When I pressed the button this time, the light didn't come on.

She belatedly recalled the property notice: "...It seems that the construction team nearby in the afternoon dug up the cables and water pipes..."

The girl sighed with a headache. Without lights, tonight was destined to be even more difficult. She thought about whether to turn the candles out, but even lighting one or two candles in this space would have limited lighting effects, which would make the light and shadow look even more terrifying .

He simply took out the fully charged energy-saving lamp and put it in the room.

The warm beige light should be very warm, but in this atmosphere, it feels scary for some reason.

She turned off the light, and was no longer in the mood to read, so she just lay on the bed, thinking about what happened today.

Recalling the encounter with Shirataki, I felt a little uneasy.

Shirataki's attitude towards her was indeed very special, but she didn't think she was frightened for no reason.

I have indeed seen it before, and in an instant, there is a flash of inexplicable fear.

She didn't dare to think anymore, she felt a little tired in her heart, closed her eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

Time passed slowly in her sleep.

Late night, early morning.

Rei Hanyu sat up, her body ached from the incorrect sleeping position.

Also, she had nightmares again, still dreaming about the horrible ghosts and gods, dreaming that she was discovered by them.

She looked at the window, the curtains blocked the light, and there was no hideous monster standing outside the window sill.

She stood up unsteadily, turned on her phone, and illuminated the room with a faint light.

But when she got up, there was a strange sound in her ears.

A burst of incomprehensible whispers came, and her hairs stood on end, her body tensed, and her back became stiff.

... This voice again!

...but I can't understand what you're talking about!