Truth is everywhere within range

Sakamoto Kazuya stood up, came to the bedroom with candles, and gently blew out one.

In the room again, I looked at myself in the mirror on the dressing table.

Returned to the living room.

Nothing happened.

"Fruit ice!"

Kazuya Sakamoto made a V-shaped gesture and sat back down.

On the side, Xiao Yezi grabbed Qiao Qiao's arm, but it was Qiao Qiao who was really trembling.

He couldn't control himself and hugged Sayoko. At first glance, they looked like two cute and frightened girls.

On the other side, two real girls also hugged each other.

Only Yamaguchi Jin, although he felt guilty, was still alone, pitiful, weak and helpless.

"It's not very scary. There's no weirdness at all. A story of this level is too weak."

Natsume Shishi snorted and knocked on the table unsatisfied.

"Let me tell you a real ghost story."

"Well, Natsume-san, let others talk first. I'm a little afraid that Sayoko and Qiao-san won't be able to walk later."

Sakamoto Kazuya pointed at the two people.

"Then, let's do it to you."

Natsume Shi pointed at the Yamaguchi Formation.

Probably the first story told by Kazuya Sakamoto created a sufficiently terrifying atmosphere.

The next few stories, although not very interesting, are enough to make your heart beat faster.

The room was filled with everyone's screams.

And as the time got later and later, the surrounding light gradually disappeared, the candles were extinguished one by one, and the whole room became darker and darker.

I don't know if it's because Qiao Qiao's room is located at the end of the corridor and is relatively secluded, so the few of them have not been disturbed.

In the silent night, in the cool breeze of the room, they talked strangely, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

"Safety on base, success!"

Asai Sayuri returned to the room from the bedroom and sat down with her legs bent.

She is the sixth storyteller.

"It's your turn, Qiao Sang."

Sakamoto Kazuya looked at Qiao Qiao.

After a period of adaptation, Sayoko is no longer as scared as she was at the beginning. In addition, except for the ghost story of Natsume's poem, which is really scary, the other three ghost stories are just ordinary ghost stories, that is, they rely on the atmosphere. To scare people.

Even Sayoko herself told a ghost story she had heard in elementary school.

I don’t know why, but on such occasions, as long as I tell ghost stories, I don’t feel scared so easily.

Maybe it’s the change of mentality from victim to perpetrator.

Now Sayoko just holds Qiao Qiao's hand tightly, that's all.

It would be better to say that I am very happy.

"Well, let's tell a story about Satan."

Qiao Qiao said seriously, sitting at the table.

"Satan? It feels so earthy."

Saito Renko smiled.

"Is Qiao Sang actually such a retro person?"

Asai Sayuri was also a little curious.

"Ahem, once upon a time, there was a heinous king. His tyranny aroused the people's resistance, but because the king's army was strong, no one could hurt him."

"Until one day, a man who claimed to be a soothsayer came to the kingdom. He told the king that he had seen the king's future. If he continued to rule like this, Satan would come to harvest the king's soul in ten days."

"The king was very angry. He killed the fortune teller, but he was also a little scared. So, he hid in the deepest part of his castle and let heavy soldiers guard his surroundings. He also found many people with great powers to go on an expedition to hell, trying to kill Satan."

"The king is convinced that he is infallible. Even the devil Satan cannot hurt him in the slightest."

"On the tenth day, the king received the notice that Satan in Hell had been killed by his expedition team. He was very happy, thinking that the predictions of the soothsayers were all false, and laughed."

"At this moment, an R-36M strategic nuclear missile code-named 'Satan' fell over the castle, razing the king's castle to the ground. The king himself also died in the attack."

"My story is finished."

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The other six people looked at each other.

Is this a ghost story?

Are you sure it's not some cold joke that only military nerds would understand?

"Qiao Sang, is there something wrong with our understanding of ghost stories and ghost stories?"

Natsume Shi asked.

"Huh? Isn't it terrible? Just imagine, that is the most powerful strategic nuclear weapon in human history. It detonated just because of a soothsayer's words. Moreover, in the current social environment, the use of nuclear weapons will lead to thermonuclear war. What’s even more terrifying is that humans will soon face a wasteland era where we need to collect bottle caps as currency!”

Qiao Qiao explained.

". Put it this way, it does seem a bit scary."

Saito Renko twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Then, I'm going."

Qiao Qiao said to Sayoko, stood up, and came to the next room.

Next, one candle should be blown out, leaving the last one, then the game is over, everyone turns on the lights and continues to joke until late at night, having a wonderful night of school travel.

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But when Qiao Qiao came to the next room.

Only to find that all the candles here were extinguished.

The bedroom window has been closed long ago, and there is no wind. Naturally, it cannot be blown out by the wind.

Qiao Qiao suddenly had a feeling at this time.

Although this place is located at the end of the corridor, is it too quiet?

It's a weird attack!

The moment he realized this, Qiao Qiao saw himself in the mirror, grinning widely.

Qiao Qiao didn't hesitate and punched through the mirror with one punch.

The broken glass cut his arm, but Qiao Qiao didn't care.

After returning to the living room, Qiao Qiao found that there was no one here.

Sayoko was nowhere to be seen either.

"Some kind of hallucination?"

Suddenly, Qiao Qiao heard a sound coming from the bathroom.

He walked quickly.

He saw a figure throwing himself into his arms.

"Qiao Sang, everyone, everyone is gone."

Sayoko's yukata slipped down to her shoulders, and she threw herself into Qiao Qiao's arms, feeling the softness and warmth coming over her.

"It's okay now, no need to be afraid anymore."

Qiao Qiao held Xiao Yezi's shoulders and saw her tearful face clearly.

Then, the blood on his left hand formed an arm armor, and Qiao Qiao punched Sayoko directly in the face.

Pfft——

That beautiful face twisted and deformed like plasticine in an instant.

Blood and flesh splattered, and in an instant, half of Sayoko's head was cut off by a huge force, turning into dirt splattered on the wall and floor.

The remaining half of Sayoko's face still had a surprised expression.

But quickly, a smile appeared on that slightly terrifying face.

"You can tell the difference so quickly?"

she spoke.

"Um?"

Qiao Qiao tilted his head.

"I don't know."

he said.

"Anyway, let's punch her first. If it's Sayoko, this punch won't hurt her at all."

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Opposite me, "Sayoko" showed a surprised expression.

This guy seems to have something different in his head!