[Ghost Slayer: Blade] My big move is locked!

"Eh?"

He looked up at me suspiciously, and his eyes, which were as pure as the color of his hair, showed a deep sense of confusion and strangeness, "Although I'm sorry to say this, it should be the first time we met, did you recognize the wrong person? "

Hearing the boy's answer, I was taken aback for a moment, then let go of his sleeve in embarrassment, and took two steps back to distance myself.

"I'm sorry, maybe I really misidentified the person." I pursed my lips and said in a low voice.

Indeed, he is right. Maybe because I saw him in a dream, and then I didn’t expect to meet him in reality (or someone who looks very similar), so I asked impolitely on the spur of the moment. I couldn’t help regretting that sentence when I asked it out, and then I got such an unexpected answer, which made me even more embarrassed, and at the same time, a little bit of disappointment that I couldn’t suppress appeared in my heart.

"..." He stretched out his index finger and scratched his cheek, as if he felt a little embarrassed for me, but he didn't say anything to me, he just bowed to me and left quickly.

I stood where I was and watched his gradually receding back, only to realize dully that I should go to the office.

After questioning, I found the homeroom teacher in the office who was clasping his hands together and weeping in a strange way—a man named Beimingyu Xingming. I had doubts about his behavior that was not ordinary, so He quietly took out a pair of special glasses from his schoolbag and put them on, then looked at Beimingyu Xingming, drink!My eyes were almost blinded by the flash, what a powerful Buddha's light this is!Almost the entire office can be illuminated into a temple illuminated by Buddha's light!

I can assure you that this head teacher is definitely not a mortal!It is impossible for ordinary monks to have so many merits and virtues!And I doubt that he may be the senior himself!

"Is it Shimizu-san?" He clasped his hands and said softly to me.

It feels very, very deep and powerful!

But why would such a person choose to come to this middle school as a teacher?Does this have anything to do with that case?I don't know if he noticed something was wrong?

Thinking like this, I unconsciously tentatively said a little cautiously: "Yes, I am Qingshui Shiyu, who has just transferred to another school today. Please give me your advice from today, Teacher Beimingyu."

He just nodded silently, whispered a word of Amitabha, and then led me out of the office to the direction of the classroom.

I'm in a bit of trouble following behind him, thinking about whether to go up and recognize a code... Wait a minute, maybe the senior doesn't want people to recognize him, it might be disgusting to go up to recognize him rashly, and he There is no reaction, and I am not 100% sure that he is the senior who entrusted us. In short, let's observe for a while.

I have made a decision in my heart for the time being, and I plan to add a few settings to myself when I introduce myself to pave the way: for example, I am bold, I am interested in ghost stories, and I am more knowledgeable about supernatural things. It is easier to inquire (investigate) among classmates, and it will not make people feel that something is wrong.

When I came back to my senses, I found that I was already standing on the podium, and the class teacher Bei Mingyu Xingming, who seemed to be a senior, took out chalk, wrote my name on the blackboard behind him, and made a note for the curious students below. a brief introduction.

"..." I looked at the rows of unfamiliar peers below, and suddenly couldn't help feeling a little stage fright.

In the past, most of the time I stayed alone except when I got rid of the spirit with the master, and I didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Even if I interacted with people, it was just a superficial greeting and exchange, and usually the number of people I faced was not more than Five people, now facing so many people at once, and I am still the same age, I found that I was a little panicked, my palms were sweating a little, and I was holding on to the hem of my clothes tightly.

I took a deep breath, tried my best to pull out a smile, emptied my mind, and recited the belly script that I had silently recited in my heart several times without any ups and downs.

Fortunately, the students still took good care of the newcomers, and they all applauded for the sake of face, very neatly and loudly. With my hot face, I suppressed the inexplicable sense of shame in my heart. I chose a place to sit down.

When I sat down and packed my textbooks, a familiar clear and bright voice came from the front: "So Qing Shui is a new transfer student? What a coincidence just now...I didn't expect that we would be classmates."

"!" I raised my head abruptly, and bumped into a pair of clear eyes. He leaned on the back of the chair and blinked, then smiled kindly at me: "Hello, my name is Kamado Tanjiro, Please teach me more in the future."

[It turned out to be a lifesaver... There is no way to repay the grace of saving life, but to promise it with your body...]

Suddenly, such an inexplicable and strange sentence flashed in my mind.

?What the hell is this? !

"..." I gave him a strange smile: "Hello, my name is Qingshui Shiyu, and I will be a classmate from now on, please give me your advice."

……

The school life is very fulfilling and interesting, except that I often forget to bring my lunch from time to time, which is obviously not the result I want.

No accident means no clues, but I don't mean to hope that the disappearance will happen again.

After these two days of unremitting efforts, I was finally able to barely blend in among the students, and left a certain impression on them, except for a few students who said that I like strange stories and another person named Butterfly Ninja who also likes strange stories. The girls are somewhat similar except...

Well, a girl who likes ghost stories like me, and the weirder the better... Hey, this girl seems a little brave!

By the way, there is also Kamado Tanjiro who feels the same as the boy with a blurred face in the dream. For some reason, I feel as if I know him. A strong sense of familiarity often comes to my mind when I see him, but The reality is that the two of us are just strangers. Although we have become classmates at the next table, it makes me feel very strange, as well as that weird dream... I plan to ask Master what happened when I have time I don't know if it has something to do with the disappearance case... In short, write it down first, maybe it can be used as another clue in the future.

After I got home from school, I opened the door and entered the living room, and I found a note on the table, which said: "I have something to leave for a few days, I have something to call, don't deal with it alone."

"...I'm the only one left again." I was stunned for a moment, then slumped on the chair, the hand holding the note hangs down, and I stare blankly at the ceiling with wide-eyed eyes.

Ah, just leave as soon as you say, really don't consider my feelings at all... Forget it, Master, she is so vigorous and resolute, she should have gotten used to it long ago.

The lively atmosphere at school was in sharp contrast to the deserted home, and this gap made me unable to accept it all at once, and I suddenly felt lonely and empty.

After sitting for almost half an hour, I managed to clean up my mood and force myself to cook.

No matter what, the meal still has to be eaten.

After eating, I didn't bother to wash the dishes, so I huddled in the room and flicked the phone boredly. When it was almost time, I went to take a bath.

Walking around alone in an empty room, only the sound of your own footsteps echoes, the floor is wooden, and you will make a sound if you step on it with a little force, not to mention that we have just moved in, so it is easy to cause some people Bad imagination, but luckily my courage has been cultivated since I was a child, so I don't feel afraid.

After taking a shower and then washing and drying the clothes, I yawned, turned off the light, shrank into the bed, closed my eyes and was gradually buried by sleepiness.

In the middle of the night, I was woken up by a rustling sound. I got out of bed and rubbed my eyes. I stepped on my slippers and went out the door. Then I saw a dark shadow swaying vaguely on the balcony.

I stared at that black shadow for a long time before I slowly realized that a thief might have entered the house.

I quietly retreated into the room and took two talismans from under the pillow.

To deal with ordinary people, you can only use these two cards.

I slowed down my footsteps, and quietly swayed behind that black figure, thanking the darkness for helping me hide my figure, otherwise I might not be able to get close.

And when I got closer, I realized that this man in a hoodie was reaching for the hanger of underwear I was hanging on.

I looked at him indifferently, raised my hand holding the talisman and stretched it behind his back—you are dead!

However, just when my hand was about to touch that person, he suddenly grabbed my clothes hanger and jumped off the railing. There is actually a rope tied to this person, is it too risky to steal underwear? !

The thief was stuffing my underwear into the bag while pulling up the rope. Seeing that he was about to run away, I quickly changed a spell and stuck it on my body. I also jumped down and landed lightly .

The thief found me, quickly put away the rope and ran away.

It's as fast as pressing the accelerator button!

I kicked off the baotou slippers that were in the way, and with the effect of the spell on my body, I quickly chased after him. I reached out and grabbed the clothes of the man in the sweater and pulled him counterclockwise, making him turn around and raise his legs at the same time. Kick him in the stomach, knock him to the ground, and before he has time to react, kick him on the back to prevent him from escaping.

He lay on the ground holding his stomach and screaming in pain. I bent down to pick up the rope that fell out of his pocket and tied his hands and feet together. After punching a few times mercilessly, he dared not move immediately.

I found a big bag from the bag he was carrying, and when I opened it, it was full of young girls' underwear, and even a very eye-catching leopard-print underwear?There is even a small hollow heart at the back, hey!Is it so coquettish?

"Let you steal! Let you steal! Steal your mother! Why don't you go to the deep mountains and wild forests to steal curly-haired baboons?"

He cried out a snot bubble and responded aggrievedly: "Curly-haired baboons don't have underwear!"

Seeing that he still dared to talk back, I immediately gave him a crackling slap, which made my palms hurt.

I stood up, with my arms akimbo in anger, planning to call the police with my mobile phone later and send this guy to the police station.

The man in the hoodie was lying on his side on the ground panting, and then suddenly convulsed, as if he had been electrocuted. Just when I thought he was pretending to be sick, he arched his body, opened his mouth and vomited a puddle of black liquid comes out.

There was a chill on my back, and goosebumps rose from my skin. I felt the danger intuitively, and immediately took a few steps back, quickly moving away from the man in the sweater.

The pool of black liquid twisted as if alive, and countless bubbles popped up, and then it jumped up like fried oil, expanding like a balloon into a building the size of a building. Tall black monsters, almost occupying the entire street.

There was an evil and chaotic spiritual power lingering around that monster, which reminded me of the case of the missing girl.

I subconsciously touched my pocket, and found that I only brought out two talismans, and they were not spells for removing spirits.

This is going to be bad!

The monster didn't give people time to think. It raised its huge palm and took a picture of me. The sound of howling wind gradually covered the huge palm. My heart tightened, and I turned around and ran reflexively. He kept pounced into an alley next to him, rolled on the ground and hid in it.

However, after a while, there was no rumbling sound of cracking the ground outside, and even the evil and chaotic spiritual power of the monster disappeared.

I slowed down for a while, then slowly poked my head out, and saw only the bag of underwear not far away, the monster and the man in the sweater were gone.

Only then did I realize that the target of the monster was not me, but the man in the sweater.

hateful!

I was so angry that I kicked a bag of garbage next to me.

The author has something to say: Xueyuan Yu is younger and more immature than Dazheng Yu, with different experiences and a little social phobia, and because the reliable master is still there, she doesn't need to make any changes , she was already very impulsive to take the initiative to talk to Tanjiro!Although the surface is stable, the heart is panicked.After getting acquainted with people later on, you can lie down and masturbate (no