Truth is everywhere within range

"Cram school?"

Qiao Qiao tilted his head.

Does a genius like Xingchuan Yuyan still need to go to cram school?

Wouldn't it be a direct recommendation to Fengcheng University?

"Generally speaking, it's a guaranteed delivery."

Seeing Qiao Qiao's confused expression, Xingchuan Yuyan explained.

"Well, people like me can basically get recommended qualifications, but the premise is that the high school grades must be at least enough to obtain a diploma normally."

"Is it normal to get a diploma?"

Qiao Qiao originally wanted to say, "Isn't it very simple?"

But luckily he swallowed it back in time.

Although Hoshikawa Gogon's spirit-killing skills are top-notch, he is the strongest being among his peers in Sensoji Temple.

But Hoshikawa Yuyan became a monk halfway. Until junior high school, he was still a bosozoku, driving an AE86 on mountain roads every night.

In other words, Xingchuan Yuyan's performance in school courses other than spirituality seems to be a bit bleak.

"Senior Hoshikawa, you will be entering university next year."

Qiao Qiao sighed with emotion.

"Well, although Chinese and English are okay, I can't handle math at all, haha."

Xingchuan Yuyan smiled a little bitterly.

"So the abbot enrolled me in a cram school. I should spend all the school time here this semester."

Outside the residential area is a commercial street. Since it is close to the university, you can see several cram school signs.

"Originally, it was supposed to be at the private school of a teacher next door, but he seemed to be in poor health recently, so he introduced me here."

Xingchuan Yuyan and Qiao Qiao said as they walked.

Qiao Qiao raised his head. This is a well-known cram school. In addition to dealing with students like Xingchuan Yuyan who have problems even graduating, it is more aimed at elite students who want to get into schools like Tokyo University and Beijing University.

Qiao Qiao even saw a student wearing the uniform of the high school affiliated to Fengcheng University, but the student didn't seem to be from this cram school. Instead, he dragged his schoolbag to a slightly shabby-looking private school next door.

It seems that everyone feels the pressure of entering higher education.

After saying goodbye to Xingchuan Yuyan, Qiao Qiao thought for a moment whether to check out the Spiritual Masters Association or go home directly.

Suddenly, I felt something in my heart and picked up the phone.

Buzz——

It vibrated, followed by the ringing of the Kagura bell.

It was the call from the student union president Ii Masaharu.

"Qiao Sang, how is your time schedule this month?"

After exchanging pleasantries, Ii Masaharu asked.

"There shouldn't be any special reservations."

Qiao Qiao has no other activities planned for the school festival except for playing the role of a butler. As for the spirit removal commission, he can choose the time by himself.

You can't let any more incidents of lost artifacts come to you.

he thought.

"That's good, I have something to ask you."

Ii Masaharu's voice came through the mobile phone.

"Um, President Jing Yi, I'm actually currently conducting a research on removing spirits, depending on the time."

"This is a project related to the school festival. I have already persuaded the accountant of the student union. If Qiao Sang helps, the reward of 500,000 yen can be settled here."

"The president's business is my business, please leave it to me!"

Qiao Qiao replied.

"ha?"

Natsume Shishi looked at Qiao Qiao standing in front of him and thought for a while that he was hallucinating.

"Why, why is Qiao Sang here?"

"Natsume-san, you're all right. I was commissioned by President Ii. I need help. Well, it's the mysterious research department, right?"

Qiao Qiao glanced at the mobile classroom.

In addition to normal tables and chairs, there are also a large number of books, among which you can see some such as the top ten unsolved mysteries of the Mayan civilization and the collection of strange events in the Bermuda Triangle.

Helping the Mysterious Research Department, this is what President Jing Yi asked Qiao Qiao to do.

After receiving the commission from President Jing Yi, Qiao Qiao came to the fourth teaching building where the club classroom was located when school was over the next day.

The Occult Research Club of Fengcheng University High School is a club with a somewhat awkward position.

First of all, due to the existence of weird events, many weird stories and urban legends have weird theoretical explanations.

Secondly, it is naturally impossible for the school’s exorcist to study these strange events in club activities.

So in the end, only some ordinary students without spiritual powers were left in this club.

To be honest, Qiao Qiao was a little surprised to see Natsume Shiji, the shrine maiden of Tosho Palace.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just helping my friends."

Natsume Shi pointed at a girl on the side.

"H-Hello, I'm Mio Amamiya, the head of the Mysterious Research Department, second-year Class B."

The girl had a bob haircut with thin bangs and looked well-behaved and sensible. She seemed a little scared when she saw Qiao Qiao.

After all, he was the man who once exploded the school's shoe cabinet. It was indeed difficult for students in this school not to recognize Qiao Qiao.

"So, what's the problem with the Occult Research Department?"

Qiao Qiao took out his small notebook, opened another page, and started recording.

"To be precise, our school festival project encountered difficulties."

When Amamiya Mio heard Qiao Qiao's inquiry, her face suddenly became much bitter.

"There are six members of the Mysterious Research Society, including me. We are all ordinary people without spiritual powers. We usually gather together to discuss some mysterious events and study related literature and animated movies."

Qiao Qiao listened to Amamiya Mio's description, glanced at the bookshelf, and indeed found an old-fashioned projector and a new VCR.

"This year's Peak City Festival, our club will also have a display as usual, but there are some problems with the content."

"Um?"

Qiao Qiao stopped writing, thought for a moment, and asked.

"Could it be that you filmed some movie during the summer vacation, but it didn't end because the screenwriter fell ill? You need someone to come up with the final ending of the movie, right?"

"Movie? Qiao Sang, what are you talking about?"

Amamiya Mio tilted her head.

"That's a scene from the animation, right?"

Natsume Shishi twitched the corner of her mouth.

Is this guy still a hidden otaku?

No, no, no, just the act of carrying explosives and blasting shoe cabinets makes him a serious arms geek.

Isn't Qiao Sang the kind of guy who would be in love with the barrel of a tank?

Many thoughts suddenly popped up in his mind. Natsume Shishi cleared his throat and explained to his friend.

"The Mysterious Research Department has tried to play horror movies, held exhibitions on mysterious events, lectures on mysterious culture and other projects at the previous Peak City Festival, but the results were very poor."

Shrugging her shoulders, Natsume Shishi spread her hands.

"So, this year, the Mysterious Research Department wanted to do some different projects, so they asked Qiao Sang and I to come over and make suggestions."

"In this case."

Qiao Qiao thought for a while.

“How about setting up a haunted house?”