Touched by a ghost, I choose death

This year's school festival was very lively, but the inside of the student union was just the opposite of the elation of the outside world, and everyone was sad and worried.

Because their chairman mysteriously disappeared.

"He didn't answer the phone." Morikawa Xia bit her lower lip and explained to a group of officers.

Seeing everyone's anxious looks, although she was also a little impatient at this time, she still deliberately calmed down and said calmly, "Could it be that you can't do things without Atobu?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone shook their heads, and then went to do their own things.Seeing the activities gradually getting on the right track, Morikawa Xia secretly heaved a sigh of relief, staring down at the phone that has been busy all the time, a little lost in thought.

Just now a famous officer secretly told her that Atobe probably went to the old school building...

At this moment, Atobe in the old school building is caught in an unprecedented predicament.

That cloud of black mist actually turned into a solid body at this moment. Although his appearance had changed, he could roughly tell that it was the boy he had just recalled and met on the street tennis court.

Atobe has even classified him as a friend in his heart.

However, this old friend who hadn't heard from him for many years and suddenly appeared, was holding Atobe's neck fiercely with his "hand".

The power is the strongest at the time of encountering the devil. Atobe can see the Onmara ghost in front of him without touching Nanaya.

He couldn't help but think of what his mother had said to him some time ago.

"Jingwu, it's not your fault, it's just a trick of fate." At that time, Mrs. Atobe lowered her eyes and said sadly.

If it wasn't for him, maybe things wouldn't have developed into such a tragic situation, and maybe the boy in front of him wouldn't have confronted him in this way.

A good start does not necessarily lead to a good result.But bad starts often turn out to be worse.

He was only on the middle link, and he inadvertently contributed to the flames, causing the already crumbling sailboat to completely sink into the ruthless sea of ​​fate.

Despite the unprecedented sadness and guilt in his heart, he didn't want to sit still and let the Yin Moluo ghost strangle him until he was suffocated, but his whole body seemed to be cast with a powerful immobilization spell, and he couldn't move.

"Snapped".

When his consciousness was nearly blurred, he only heard a loud voice, and then the strength on his neck gradually disappeared.

"How dare you hit me?" The "ghost" in front of him cried out in pain.

Qiye pulled Atobe behind her, looked at the strange species covering her face in front of her eyes, the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

She not only dared to hit you, but also dared to hit you in the face.

I was bumped into by a ghost just now, and then I was restrained to the old school building, and when I reached the stairs, I was so upset that I punched the ghost in the face.

Qiye has learned karate and judo since she was a child, and she has also summed up a set of women's self-defense techniques during her years of study, which should be used to deal with the intrusion of bad guys, but now for her, dealing with ghosts is more critical.

Women's self-defense techniques have no fixed rules, no martial arts framework, no combat constraints, and they can be used freely to achieve their goals.Originally, the fatal blow should have been a blow to the crotch.However, considering that the special species is completely different from human beings, she had to settle for the next best thing and slap her face instead.

The so-called Poyan Fist, although its moves are simple, is extremely practical.

In fact, the reason why Qiye dared to do whatever she wanted was because she had a bag handed to her by the shrine witch in her bag, and the things in it could solve urgent needs.

"If you do this now, it will not benefit you at all." Qiye sighed.

She heard a saying from some channels: after death, the soul is colorless, but when it reaches the river of forgetfulness, each soul will show a different color.Mainly based on what it has done in its life.

It is said that no one is colorless and transparent, which is also in line with common sense, and no one is naturally harmless.People will always do big and small wrong things in this life, and the soul will be slowly stained black. As the sins become more serious, the blackness will become thicker.

"He made me feel bad all these years, and I won't make him feel better."

With a roar, a row of bookshelves slowly fell down, making a loud bang.

Atobe and Nanaya nimbly dodged the overturned bookshelves, shuttled between the bookshelves, and kept avoiding the large and small books flying from all directions.

Qiye sighed helplessly, then took out the thing she didn't want to use the most, and when Yin Moluogui found them and approached them again, she threw it over and muttered a few words silently.

Then the world went quiet.

Panting, she pulled Atobe away from it, secretly thinking about what to do next.

Sure enough, as she expected, if the other party was subdued and stopped by her few words, then it would really insult the word "wraith".

So she used the immobilization charm given to her by the witch.

Should I just run away now?

Even if he managed to escape, what then?

"I met him at the street tennis court." They leaned against a small bookshelf, Atobu suddenly said.

Qiye didn't interrupt him, but just quietly listened to the story he told.

Friendships between boys tend to be swift.Having the same hobbies and performing very well in this field, even the eldest and young master Atobe will soon double his favor for the other party.

The little boy's mind is even simpler, it has nothing to do with interests or conditions, and there is no need for too many reasons to cherish each other.

The boy said his name was Hino Nian.When he smiles, he is always bright, he is not the little grown-up who pretends to be reserved at the banquet, nor does he have any intentions, he is just happy to know him.

Although they only see each other briefly one afternoon a week, they are happy on the tennis court.

Atobe knew from an early age that while enjoying good treatment, he also had to pay a corresponding price.

For example, he can only practice the piano over and over again in the house while other children are happily rolling on the lawn.

Fortunately, he is born with a good understanding, no matter what he learns very quickly, and he can also do those things very well.Compared with many families who have strict requirements on their children, their family has already been very lenient towards him. At least what he has learned, and what he insists on learning in the end is what he is interested in.

He likes classical music, and the family invited the best piano teacher without saying a word.He likes tennis, so the best tennis coaches come to be his sparring partners.

In tennis, he struggled on the court at the beginning, and then he was able to handle it with ease, smiling at his opponent's struggle with an elegant posture.However, just when he was about to reach the top, a peer appeared and made him realize that he was not omnipotent.

There are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people.Even on this small street tennis court, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

That person who has not received professional training, with his talent, interest and hard work, has also reached a height that he cannot surpass for the time being.

Wouldn't he be even more radiant if he went through professional training?

However, Atobe is well aware of the gap between the two.

Nen Hino attended a public school not far from street tennis courts.

Elite education is highly valued in the UK. It is difficult for children from public schools to enter university, and they often end up as cheap labor.

And Atobe is studying at l, which is a private noble school.Nowadays, there are very few aristocrats. This aristocrat refers to the "expensive family". If you want to enter school, you must have both "talent" and "wealth".

The average family cannot afford this expensive fee, and only the children of the rich can enter.And the children inside, when they grow up, they will almost always stand at the top of society, and the cycle continues like this.

Although they never talked about such topics when they met, Atobe knew how to read words and expressions since he was a child, and he would not let go of any small details.

He saw that Hino Nian was always wearing worn-out sneakers, faded tennis rackets, and cheap sports shirts... It can be seen from countless details that the other party's family is not very good.

"Hino, do you like tennis?" One day, after the two played a game, Atobe suddenly asked while looking at the blue sky and white clouds.

"Nonsense," Hino Nian cracked his mouth and smiled, "If I can do tennis-related work in the future, I will be so happy!"

Looking at the other party's bright smile, Atobe secretly made up his mind to do one thing to help him.

In this world, not all gold can shine, and it is very likely that it will sink to the bottom of the sea over time.It often takes a good time to discover it.

Maybe Nian Hino will be discovered by the tennis coach in the future, but Atobe wants their encounter to be an opportunity for each other.

For him, it is just a matter of lifting his hands, but it may be able to change the life of the other party.

It's not a so-called charity, he just doesn't want to see the gold buried.

But just after he ordered the housekeeper to do things, Hino Nian completely disappeared from his life.

"So this is your first meeting after many years?" Qiye couldn't help interrupting when he heard this.

Tracee nodded.

After that, it seemed that the boy on the street tennis court was just a phantom, maybe the other party was just a rare bright spot in his life journey, the trapped beast called dream hidden in his heart.

He lives so wantonly that he can say it out loud - he wants to take tennis as his dream.

But he couldn't.

"In this case, I thought of a way." Qiye exhaled, and when she was about to continue explaining to Atobe who was looking at her in doubt, a low-pitched roar suddenly came from not far away.

It seems the spell has failed.

Qiye looked at the strange species whizzing towards them, and a huge wave of air currents stirred up her hair.

When the black mist was filling the surroundings and the tentacles were about to reach her neck, she opened her mouth slowly.

"Do you want to play tennis with Atobe-kun again?"