The haunting.
With a stern face, Kurosawa Jin walked into a maid cafe on the street and chose a seat near the cash register.
'That person' remained silent for more than a day, then suddenly appeared again and touched his abdomen in a very frivolous manner, and he had no way to fight back.
He vaguely felt that the more intense his reaction was, the happier that person might be.
The waitress wearing a cat ear headband handed over the menu and said in a coquettish voice: "Master, what would you like to drink today, meow~"
Kurosawa Jin lowered his eyes and pointed at the cheapest American coffee on the menu with his fingertips.
"Okay." The maid asked, "Would you like it iced or hot, meow~"
It didn't matter. He didn't come here to drink coffee. Iced coffee tasted better than hot coffee. But for some reason, he always felt that iced Americano made him feel a little uncomfortable and didn't want to touch it.
Kurosawa Jin: “Hot.”
The maid nodded, put away the menu and went downstairs.
Kurosawa Jin opened his schoolbag, took out the test paper and textbooks and spread them out. He held a black fountain pen and copied a few math formulas on the draft paper, perfectly disguising himself as a junior high school student who came to the coffee shop to do homework.
The textbooks and test papers were second-hand, and he was not in school, although he was indeed in junior high school.
The new target that Izumi would have him assassinate was a 32-year-old young man who would come here every night around seven o'clock to drink a cup of coffee, sometimes to take away, and sometimes to sit and flirt with the maid.
The superior did not reveal much useful information about this person to Kurosawa. He only knew that the man's last name was Hamano, the address of his apartment, and a few places he liked to go. This coffee shop was the easiest place to observe him without being discovered.
Hamano seems to be an ordinary middle-aged social person, working in a medium-sized securities company. Perhaps because he is always the second party, he often lowers his posture and tells jokes to please others with a smile on his face. He is unmarried and claims that he is currently looking for a suitable marriage partner and has been on a blind date with a woman arranged by his mother.
But such an ordinary member of society who wears his watch backwards after get off work and has obvious calluses on his fingers and knuckles is destined to be unusual.
Kurosawa Jin is waiting for his opportunity.
He has always been very patient and is especially good at lying in wait. When he strikes, he kills with one blow.
Time ticked by, and at 8:30 in the evening, Hamano still hadn't shown up.
Two female guests at the next table were chatting. They didn't try to lower their voices, and because they were sitting back to back on the sofa, the sound of their conversation inevitably reached Kurosawa Jin's ears.
"… You also know about the haunted house, right? His wife was completely possessed. She sleepwalked to the balcony in the middle of the night and almost jumped off."
"I seem to have heard a little about it. Was it resolved later?"
"It was solved. We invited the abbot of Heihe Temple to exorcise the ghost. It turned out that three residents had committed suicide in this haunted house. When the landlord rented it out, he only vaguely said that the rent was low due to special reasons. He did not inform us of this matter, and they were in a hurry to settle down..."
"That's too much! It's really terrible. How can such an important thing be concealed..."
"that is!"
Kurosawa Jin was distracted for a moment, and listened to them talking about how the abbot of the Heihean Temple had great powers. He was not only a monk who performed rituals, but also a famous master in the spiritual world.
He remained calm and waited until the store closed at 11pm. After confirming that the target would not appear today, he opened his phone and searched for "Pinghe Temple", browsing the address and business scope.
For the past fourteen years, Kurosawa has been a staunch materialist who does not believe in any metaphysics. He thinks the supernatural is nothing more than a coincidence of events that were over-interpreted by a group of bored scammers, causing panic among people and then making a profit from it.
However, things that completely overturned his common sense have happened repeatedly recently, and he can't find any solution at all.
Kurosawa Jin thought about this matter seriously while keeping an eye out for anyone following him.
When he returned home, the man did not bother him again and he spent a fairly quiet night.
If it is a ground-bound spirit or a ghost that follows a specific person, why does the other person sometimes suddenly appear and sometimes disappear completely
He initially thought that the extraordinary power of a ghost was like human physical strength, which required a certain amount of rest to recover after being used up - but sometimes the other party could transform into a large number of things in one breath and wander around for a long time, and sometimes they would just transform into two things and leave. There was no regularity at all in this regard.
It's like he's just a willful invisible person who does things based on his mood.
When he woke up the next day, Kurosawa Jin made up his mind and called the number posted on the homepage of the Heiwaan Temple website.
“Drip—Drip—”
If the monk who came to exorcise ghosts was indeed a capable master, then Kurosawa Jin was prepared to spare his life; if he just came to cheat money, then he would kill the monk and let him turn into a ghost to cause trouble for that person.
In short, either the monks save the ghosts, or he saves the monks.
Be prepared for both situations, there will definitely be a method that works.
After finishing a day's work, Hojo Natsuki was extremely tired. He lay on the sofa and stretched himself out like a breathing pancake.
Xia Shu took a nap and opened the Traveling Frog.
The opening screen is [Daily Sign-in], where there are small gifts every day and mysterious rewards can be claimed if you sign in for more than 7 days, but Hojo Natsuki has never signed in.
He is good at using krypton gold to replace manual labor, and is so lazy that he doesn't even want to collect the free clovers in the yard. However, he is currently a little interested in this game, so he wants to see what mysterious gift box he can get...
[Sign in and win prize]
[Loading… ]
[Congratulations on winning [One-time Universal Translation Card*3]! Try it out on your Guagua~]
Honestly, it's totally wasted on Qinwa. What's the point of translating insults...
After signing in, Hojo Natsuki discovered that Kotowa had returned from his classmate's house. Probably because of his high favorability rating of -131, no postcards or souvenirs had been sent to him until now.
Unlike the previous few days, there were new little animals in the house, and the decoration of the house had undergone some subtle changes.
[The Frog is back]
[Monk Black Bear] came to visit my home]
The door was sealed with yellow paper, and a few things were added to the table: a red candle, a bowl of gray water, sliced cucumbers (?), and a few cinnabar paintings similar to talisman paper.
The lights were turned off and the curtains were drawn. The room was dim, with only a few candles for lighting. The whole atmosphere was gloomy.
In front of the table, a little black bear was kneeling on a cushion, closing his eyes and muttering something. The system said it was a [Monk Black Bear], probably the same as [Dragonfly Landlord], an NPC small animal.
It's dressed quite fashionably, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on its chest and wearing... a pink cassock
Of course, Hojo Natsuki would not immediately think that the black bear was trying to liberate himself. This idea was too advanced for humans.
The current situation reminded him of Halloween a few days ago, when young and fashionable men and women on Yokohama Pedestrian Street all dressed up, wearing cloaks and wizard hats. The girls put on exaggerated child-like makeup and huddled together with their friends to celebrate the festival in a lively manner.
Qinwa brought his friend home and made the house look like the underworld in broad daylight. I guess they were celebrating some festival in the underworld.
The little black bear opened and closed his mouth, chanting: [*…￥&…#%…&**#￥…]
The frog stood behind it with its arms folded, with an expressionless face like a coffin. Under the lighting effects of this horror movie, it seemed as if it was ready to take your life at any time.
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Little Black Bear: [Namo Amitabha... I want to eat honey barbecue, I'll secretly buy some later... Mahakalunikaya... This guy is so scary, I always feel like he wants to kill me... Namovasa... It's so boring, I want to go back to the temple, but I have to have some professional ethics and at least complete the ceremony... Dilinia Lacan Buddha Relics... ]
Hojo Natsuki: “?”
This little black bear looks a bit strange. He should not be a proper monk. Is he playing cosplay with the frog
play or something…
That being the case, he decided to help them create the atmosphere.
Hojo Natsuki ran his fingers over the three candles in turn, and the candle flames bent slightly, and the light in the room was completely extinguished.
And his screen went dark.
[…]
The next second, two white bubbles in the style of dialog boxes popped up.
The bubble on the right shows the frightened face of the little black bear: [Ahhhhhh!!! Why is there a ghost? ! ! Ahh ...
The bubble on the left has the dead fish eyes of a frog: [… … ]
(End of this chapter)