[Net King] Gently kill the crane

It will not be discovered for a while, and even if it is investigated in the end, it will not be clear which link is the problem.

She raised her face and looked up the stairs, reconfirming that there was no one else in the corner of the remote event building.

Ok, deal.

That group of arrogant guys who send people around at will, let them suffer.

"Are there ghosts up there?"

Unidentified voices came faintly from the ground.Tsurumi suddenly shuddered.

"What... what..."

"There are ghosts in this school building, haven't you heard of them?" Youyou's voice lingered in his ears persistently.

Calming his mind, Tsurumi opened his eyes wide and saw the bright sunlight coming in from the glass window at the corner of the stairs.The birds outside the window are chirping, it is a thriving early summer.

Tsurumi plucked up the courage to respond loudly to the blue sky, where did the ghost come from.

"You... you ghost, do you think I'm Hiyoshiruo! I, Miyoshi Tsurumi, am an upright atheist!"

Riji Ruo, a freshman in the tennis club, staggered violently and sneezed loudly.

"What happened to Hiyoshi-kun?" Feng Chotaro asked concerned.

"It's his favorite ghost possession, right?" Shido Ryo mocked this stupid junior who was keen on supernatural topics.

"Senior, you will suffer if you underestimate supernatural beings casually." Hiji coldly glanced at this bad-tempered senior with long braids and no sense of Japanese man's ability.

Whether Shishido's suffering will come is still unclear, but here, Miyoshi Tsurumi's crisis is imminent.

"It's not wise to say your name out loud. If the ghost hears it, it will take advantage of it." Youyou's voice sounded close at hand.

Tsurumi heard light footsteps on the steps.

I wipe!This worldview is wrong.Is it true that the author is not a comprehensive manga?

She trembled and tried to move her ankles, but found that her stiff legs could not move a single step.

hateful.

She tiptoed the cardboard box in her hand, feeling a little relieved.As a weapon, it has a little attack power, at least enough to buy some time.

Listen quietly to the sound of footsteps, calculate the approximate direction, lift the cardboard box and throw it at the ghost!

The cardboard box in his hand seemed to be controlled by an unknown external force. Tsurumi tried again and again, but the cardboard box still remained motionless.

This……

There was a chill in his bones, and even his scalp was numb from the cold.

"Something fell out."

A strange face emerged from behind the cardboard box, and put the fallen cardboard inside.

"Senior..." Seeing the logo on the neckline of the other party clearly, Tsurumi let out a long sigh of relief, "I was scared to death..."

"Heh." The other party didn't explain, just flipping through the cardboard box, "Period drama props from the tennis club? How can I let the girls carry them. Those arrogant guys..."

Although he hates Atobe, the head of the tennis department, the target of the map cannon attack after all includes his childhood sweetheart Ryo Shishido and his good "girlfriend" Yuji Ninata.Miyoshi Tsurumi felt that it was necessary for him to correct the wrong impression of the senior.

"No, the senior from the executive committee asked me to move."

"Oh." The other party nodded, "The tennis club was supposed to do these things by itself, probably as an excuse to prepare for the national competition, and pushed all these tasks to the executive committee. Although due to the prestige of the Atobe student council president, it had to be accepted, Most of the people in the committee are not willing to suffer like this..."

In the end... it was the turn of the school girls who were sitting idle in the restaurant to be unlucky.

Sure enough, this hatred must be blamed on the bullying Keigo Atobe.

"Those guys are so arrogant after participating in a national competition, as if they are the only ones busy. The current tennis club..."

"Ah, not really, there are good people in the tennis club." Tsurumi hurriedly justified his childhood sweetheart.

"Oh." The other party smiled, reaching out as if to take the box in Tsurumi's hand, "It's very heavy."

"Fortunately."

Before touching the cardboard box, the senior seemed to have seen something interesting, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

He stretched his neck and moved over the cardboard box towards Tsurumi.

"So that's how it is." The voice of enlightenment dragged out the syllables.

"Then you can move it yourself." The voice was crisp and merciless.

Staring at Tsurumi's bewildered and disappointed expression, the strange senior casually chuckled, "It's no wonder they came to you."

"Do you know the ghost legend of this school building?" She watched Miyoshi Tsurumi struggling to carry the cardboard boxes with cold eyes, and the third-year senior who had no gentlemanly spirit followed her leisurely.

"I'm an atheist." Outraged by the other party's strange inconsistency, Tsurumi replied in a bad tone.

"Once upon a time, there was a senior who had just been elected as the president of the student council. He was forcibly kicked out by the first-year freshmen before he was in prison. He became the laughing stock of everyone. He quit the student council, didn't even go to class, and disappeared from everyone's sight. Some people say that the last time they saw him was in this school building. At that time, his face was pale and his description was bleak, and even if he talked to him, he could only hear moans of unknown meaning. Later, in this school building, there would often be There was a strange scream, and everyone said that it was the resentment of the seniors."

There was a chill down his spine, and Tsurumi tremblingly glanced at the senior who was strolling leisurely in the courtyard beside him.

Speaking of which, did you hear any strange noises just now?

I thought it was the wind...

and many more.

Tsurumi Epiphany, the freshman in the story is Keigo Atobe.The so-called past is just a year and a half ago.And that senior should be one of the students who just graduated at the beginning of this year...

An accident happened to the former student council president because he couldn't figure it out.This kind of explosive news that shocked the whole school, even if the Atobe Consortium has the energy to cover it up, it is absolutely impossible that there will be no news.

Compared to the ghost in the former student council president, this rambunctious third-year senior is probably more suspicious.

Tsurumi glanced suspiciously at the strange senior.

10 respective wars

Chapter [-]: Sustainability

The mysterious senior walked slowly in front of Tsurumi, and deliberately shrugged his shoulders and hummed to show his ease.

Unable to guess what the other party was planning, Tsurumi didn't have time to roll his eyes, and only dared to carefully follow behind to size him up.

Her long seaweed-like hair has a somewhat decadent and artistic atmosphere, and her slender figure is projected on the white wall of the corridor, with deep and shallow shades, not like a ghost.

Holding the cardboard box and walking to the sun-drenched lobby on the first floor, the gloomy atmosphere that had shrouded the whole body from the beginning immediately subsided a lot.The heart hanging in the throat all the way also fell back into the distance.

"Tsurumi, what are you doing?"

The childhood sweetheart who was supposed to be training on the tennis court appeared out of nowhere, and looked suspiciously at Miyoshi Tsurumi, who was holding a cardboard box, and the leisurely senior.

Before Tsurumi could reply, the senior laughed lightly.

"It's from the tennis club... the cadres of your minister's support team are working for you."

"Eh?! Bastard!" Instantly comprehending what the senior said, Shindo Ryo rushed over angrily and snatched the cardboard box from Tsurumi's hand.

"You actually bullied a girl! You're so inferior!"

"It has nothing to do with me." The senior waved his hands lightly, and cast a cold gaze from under his eyes.

Shishido Ryo, who has always been impulsive, seemed quite afraid of the senior, and just stared at him resentfully.

"In the final analysis, it's not good to just push things to the tennis club of the executive committee. If you can't stand it, you can do it yourself." Smiling and waving at the two, the senior walked away shaking.

"I'm sorry, Tsurumi, I have troubled you." Turning back to face Tsurumi, the childhood sweetheart blamed himself with a painful expression.

"it's okay no problem."

She hadn't known about the sudden disaster before, so it turned out that it was the cadre logo of the Atobu support group she wore on her chest.Anyway, nothing too bad happened. If I really want to blame, I can only blame Keigo Atobe, who is making enemies everywhere.

However, with Shishido present, the work became much easier.Tsurumi followed behind his childhood sweetheart with a smile, and was happy to be the hands-off shopkeeper watching him carry the cardboard boxes back and forth, and occasionally helping him stabilize the cardboard boxes in his hands.

"Liang knew the senior just now?"

"Ah." Shishido did not deny it, "The president of the literature club. His brother is a senior who was defeated by Atobe and quit the tennis club. He has been defaming the tennis club overtly and secretly in the literature society magazine. How embarrassing!"

"Hey, Ryo, do you know where the former student council president went after resigning?"

"Huh? Who cares about that kind of nosy business." Shido cut off indifferently, and Shido's voice was full of disdain for the loser. "Why do you ask this?"

Because I heard the ghost story of the president of the literature, I can’t tell my childhood sweetheart for this reason. Tsurumi Gu left and right said to him, “I’m just curious.”

"Why don't you ask Shinozu, that guy knows the most gossip about the student union."

"I think so too." Tsurumi nodded in agreement, "That guy looks like a gossip cock at first glance."

"Humph, that's terrible." My childhood sweetheart, who has braids but has an extremely masculine personality, scoffed at this.

"The former student council president?" Hearing this person's name, Renzu seemed to be greatly surprised.

Pushing up his glasses, he showed Tsurumi a charming smile with no moral integrity.

"Ah, I heard that he was very depressed after being kicked out by Atobe. I haven't heard from him since then. It's probably embarrassing, so I didn't go to another high school without going straight to Hyotei."

Very suspicious.

Tsurumi frowned while slapping away the Ninzu boy's casual charm in distaste.

I thought the story of the president of literature was just nonsense, but after hearing the testimony of Ninzuzu, I only felt more