I Create Urban Legends In Tokyo

　　 Long black hair, combed with bangs.

　　 Black shirt with short sleeves on the upper body, a red scarf tied around the neck, a short black skirt on the lower body, black leather boots at the feet, dressed as a middle school student.

　　 However, a dark and deep sailor suit, worn on her body, did not give Yan Moai any youthful breath.

　　, on the contrary, because of his sickly white complexion and blood-red eyes, in the contrast of the black sailor suit, the opponent looks even more ominous and weird, which is daunting.

　　 and Yan Moai's blood pupils looked at each other, making Shinji Kamahara frowned slightly.

　　 He did want to meet each other before, but that was just to see what Yan Moai of the second dimension would be like in the third dimension.

　　 Now it seems that the beautiful faces described in the animation are strange and beautiful when placed in the three-dimensional.

　　 But he wants to meet Yan Moai, it is definitely not the other party who came to him by himself.

　　 He knew exactly what it meant.

　　 If Yan Moai finds you, there are two reasons.

　　 One is when you write the name of the person who resents in the **** communication, she will take you to a river bank full of flowers on the other side under the shining of the **** sunset, and hand you the scarecrow under the giant tree surrounded by mountains on three sides.

　　 Then I will tell you about the murder rules of the Hell Girl.

　　 And if you don’t write your name in Hell, she will come to you. Then it means you are going to hell.

　　 Thinking, Shinji Kamahara was silent, but it didn't take long. He stared at Yan Moai and calmly said, "What's the matter?"

　　 If the urban legends written in the notepad can be used by other people to kill the creator, it would be too boring.

　　 But if that's the case, he can only recognize it.

　　Because he wrote down the rules, he created the Hell Girl, and the other party acts in accordance with the rules written by him, so no one can blame anyone.

　　 It can only be said that he did not take this into consideration when he wrote it. It was his negligence.

　　 Yan Moai is only as tall as Shinji Kamahara's chest. She raised her head to look at Shinji Kamahara, her tone of voice did not fluctuate at all, and said, "My lord, someone wrote your name on the **** message."

　　 "Are you going to take me to hell?"

　　 Hearing this, Yan Moai shook her head slightly and stared at Shinji Kamahara. She said flatly, "My ability is given by you. Therefore, you are outside the rules."

　　 Hearing this, Shinji Kamahara's complexion relaxed, and his tight body also eased.

　　 No one is not afraid of death, he is no exception.

　　 Now that Yan Moai said so, a stone in his heart has fallen.

　　 "Who wants me to go to hell?" At this time, Shinji Kamahara's tone was cold. In his opinion, if anyone wants him to die, it must be the bad things in the school.

　　 "Xiang Qin."

　　 Koyama Qin? Who is this?

　　 Shinji Kamahara searched his memory, but he was completely unfamiliar with the name and didn't even know him. Yingqiu High School, there is no such thing as a bad name.

　　 Soon, Shinji Kamahara didn't see any movement from Yan Mo'ai. He only felt that his eyes were blurred, and when he looked at it, he had come to a place where the blood-colored sunset was shining.

　　 Standing in place, he saw a student wearing Yingqiu High School's first-year uniform in the distance, standing under a giant tree, and the person opposite was Yan Moai.

　　 But Yan Moai is right next to him. It seems that this scene is just happening.

　　 He stared at Xiaoshan Qin's face, his brows were still not stretched, because he didn't even know each other.

　　 More than a minute later, the conversation between "Yan Moai" and "Xiaoshan Qin" ended.

　　 Shinji Jinhara and Yan Moai returned to the study again. At this time, he stopped thinking about who this man named Xiaoshan Qin was.

　　 He raised his eyes to look at Yan Mo'ai.

　　 "I have given you the ability to write very clearly, as long as you write the name of the person who resents on the **** communication, then the red line is torn off, and the person who is resented will definitely go to hell."

　　 "If I didn't go to hell, wouldn't the contract between you and Xiao Qin be completed?"

　　 Hearing this, Yan Moai still has a calm expression, as if nothing can make her emotionally fluctuating.

　　 But Shinji Kamahara knew that if the other party was alone, he still had preferences.

　　 likes origami balloons, sewing, etc., also practice the clarinet, and like to put cherries in his mouth and vomit immediately. When you are in a bad mood, you will poke holes in the paste paper on the window.

"You are outside the rules." Yan Moai repeated these words carefully again. Her tone was calm and quiet, her voice was strange, and she had a kind of magic. "But the contract has been signed. So the contract is invalidated, or It is up to you to let Xiaoshan go to **** frequently."

　　In other words, when Xiaoshan Qin wrote his name in the **** correspondence, life and death were in his hands.

　　 He is outside the rules, so he can invalidate the contract. If you continue to fulfill the contract, you must go to **** alone.

　　 The choice to go to **** is also in his hands.

　　 But... this was what he expected.

　　 In the animation, Yan Moai’s ability is given by the three-eyed spider. If someone writes the name of the three-eyed spider in the **** communication.

　　 Could Yan Moai still let the three-eyed spider go to hell?

　　 Is this a joke?

　　 "Let him go to hell."

　　 Shinji Kamahara said it was an understatement, because this is a decision that does not require thinking.

　　 Thinking from the perspective of Koyama Jin, he wrote the name of Shinji Kamahara by himself, saw the girl from hell, and pulled the red line, but Shinji Kamahara did not go to hell.

　　 This will make Xiaoshan diligent. If the other party's head slammed and ran to tell the Metropolitan Police Department about the situation, wouldn't it expose himself?

　　 Thinking, Shinji Shinhara looked at Yan Mo'ai, "While you are driving Xiaoshan Qin into hell, can I go over and take a look?"

"Can."

　　 As soon as the words fell, the scene in front of Shinji Kamahara changed. From the warm study to a cold and humid place, UU reading www.uukanshu.com heard the sound of running water.

　　 At this time he was standing on the bank of the river with a dark trail under his feet. All around was purple-gray mist, mixed with moist moisture, shrouded the gray and gloomy sky.

　　 He turned his head curiously and looked back. It's a pity that there is mist around, and his visibility is extremely low. I can only vaguely see a river beyond sight.

　　 To be honest, the working environment of Xiao Ai is a bit bad.

　　 At this time, Yan Moai was wearing a black kimono, embroidered with flowers from the other bank, which was coquettish and weird.

　　 She stood on a small boat, holding a slender wooden oar in her hand, gently paddling the water. Looking ahead, there is a ruined building resembling a shrine torii.

　　 When Xiaoshan frequently opened his eyes, he saw this weird scene, listened to the sound of sliding water, suddenly sat up, and looked around in horror.

　　 He watched in horror at the Ukiyo-e lanterns painted on both sides of the boat, faintly lit up, floating on the water, moving with the boat.

　　 In a blink of an eye, he saw the girl from **** who was rowing slowly. The blood-red eyes made him remember.

"Hell girl?" Xiaoshan was stunned. His body trembled, but he found that he couldn't move. "No, right, shouldn't you send Shinji Shinji to hell? Why... why am I here now? Obviously I have torn off the red line. !"

　　 Even if he didn't know the situation, Xiao Qin knew that something was wrong.

　　 "Xiang Qin."

　　 Just then, a voice came from the bank of the river.

　　Compared with Koyama's fears, Shinji Kamahara walked with the slow boat, and his expression was much more relaxed.

　　 He looked at each other, his eyes cold.

　　 "We don't know each other, why should I write my name in the **** communication."