I created a foundation

Although Yotsuya Miko has turned into a god of barrage in her heart, she has complained about Lin Qing thousands of times with the most intense words, nailing him to the pillar of shame of the evil capitalists and whipping his corpse repeatedly.

But when she raised her head and met Lin Qing's smiling, deep eyes that seemed to dispel all the haze in the world; when she recalled that not long ago, the owner of those eyes had used that clean, slender hand to slap the terrifying monster that could drag her into hell into nothingness...

All the complaints, anger, and rebuttals in her heart were like popped balloons, deflated instantly and stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

She discovered to her sorrow that he was right.

Compared with your own life and peace, what is a mere salary?

Finally, in Lin Qing's gratified gaze that was full of encouragement and "Look, you finally figured it out", this glorious, newly-minted employee No. 001, who was also a mobile anomaly detector and the firm's debt intern, could only squeeze out three words from between his teeth.

"……I see."

Chapter 0006: Senior sister, I see your forehead is black.

The next morning, the sun shone through the mist, casting a warm golden glow over the city.

Lin Qing completed his first formal morning workout since crossing over. He didn't do any special training, just the usual running, push-ups, and squats. However, with the BUG-level talent [Limiter Release], even the most ordinary exercise became a miracle.

He could clearly feel the subtle yet tenacious reorganization of his muscle fibers with every breath and heartbeat, the gradual increase in bone density, and the exponential growth in the speed of his nerve reactions. Every drop of sweat seemed to remove the last trace of mortal impurities from his body. This tangible feeling of growing stronger, where every effort was rewarded a hundredfold, intoxicated him and lifted his spirits.

After a quick shower, he changed into Feng Zhiqi High School uniform and met up with his "Employee No. 001" at the agreed intersection.

Yotsuya Miko had dark circles under her eyes, having clearly tossed and turned the previous night due to the collapse of her worldview and the uncertainty about the future. However, her mental state was better than ever.

She was surprised to find that as she walked beside Lin Qing, the blurry, twisted shadows that had been lurking around the edges of her vision like maggots had vanished without a trace. It was as if Lin Qing himself were a powerful humanoid barrier, isolating all filth and abnormality. This unprecedented sense of absolute safety, like walking in a sterile room, prevented her from waking from a nightmare for the first time last night.

This also made her less critical of Lin Qing's "asylum fee" theory and more accepting of it as a matter of course.

The two walked side by side, crossing the familiar streets and heading towards the school.

As soon as I stepped into the gate of Fengzhiqi High School, a small commotion came from the front, and the crowd unconsciously made way to both sides like Moses parting the sea.

A young girl was walking slowly from the passage.

She had waist-length black hair that flowed like the finest silk, and a tall, well-proportioned figure with captivating curves. Her well-fitting school uniform, far from diminishing her charm, only enhanced her intellectual abstinence. Her long legs, perfectly encased in black stockings, seemed to follow the most graceful rhythm with every step, drawing the attention of all the boys around her.

Her face was impeccably refined, but her beautiful wine-red eyes held a coldness that kept people at arm's length. She exuded a powerful aura that kept strangers away, like a walking iceberg.

"It's Kasumigaoka-senpai!"

"Oh my god, she's even more beautiful in person than in the magazine interview!"

"As expected of Kasumi Shiko, the talented and beautiful young author who wrote a million-selling novel at the age of seventeen!"

The whispers of the surrounding students were clearly heard by Lin Qing and Yotsuya Miko, revealing the identity of this influential figure.

Kasumigaoka Utaha.

One of the two celebrities at Feng Zhiqi High School, she is known throughout the school for her stunning beauty, sharp-tongued personality, and status as a talented writer.

Yotsuya Miko subconsciously shrank her neck. She instinctively felt awe and alienation towards this radiant and great figure who seemed to live in another world.

However, the moment Lin Qing's gaze fell on Kasumigaoka Utaha, he narrowed slightly.

His gift of "Spirit and Body Unity" had become even sharper after a night of rest and morning exercises. He clearly saw a faint, dark aura, like a drop of ink in clear water, lingering around Kasumigaoka Utaha's left ankle, clad in black silk stockings.

It wasn't a physical evil spirit, and its aura was completely different. If the monster in the subway had previously given people the impression of pure, chaotic malevolence, then this wisp of black energy felt more like the embodiment of a "rule," a cold, persistent "curse" emanating from urban legends.

It is still very weak now and cannot even have any effect on Kasumigaoka Utaha herself.

But Lin Qing knew that this kind of weird anomaly that feeds on "concepts" could be even more dangerous than those ferocious-looking evil spirits once the triggering conditions were met.

"wait for me."

Lin Qing casually gave an instruction to Yotsuya Miko beside him, and then, in the latter's surprised gaze, he took a step forward and walked straight towards Kasumigaoka Utaha, blocking her way.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was thinking about the plot of her new book when she was suddenly stopped by someone. Her thoughts were interrupted, which made her feel a little unhappy.

She raised her beautiful wine-red eyes and saw the unfamiliar but impeccable-looking junior in front of her. Her eyes immediately revealed undisguised coldness and disdain.

Another one.

Another foolish man who thinks he is handsome and can ignore everything and come to chat up. He is ignorant of the world.

She had already sentenced Lin Qing to death in her heart, and was too lazy to say a word. She was ready to walk away from him and show her arrogance with the most complete disregard.

Lin Qing seemed to be completely oblivious to her icy expression, and he didn't care about the gossipy looks from the surrounding students.

He simply took out a business card with an extremely simple design, printed with only a strange logo and a line of small words, from his pocket and handed it over.

The business card had a black background with gold lettering, giving it a high-quality feel. The logo was a circular pattern consisting of three inward-pointing arrows, with the words "[Anomalous Phenomenon Consulting Office]" and a phone number printed below.

He spoke to Kasumigaoka Utaha in a calm, sincere, and even concerned tone.

"Senior, if you've encountered any troubles that science can't explain lately, or..." He paused, his gaze lingering for a second on the writer's weariness from staying up late, "...and you're lacking inspiration for writing a novel, you can call this number. The first consultation is free."

"Trouble that science can't explain?"

When Kasumigaoka Utaha heard this, a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she finally sneered.

What era is this pick-up line like? So old-fashioned and hopelessly immature. And he's lacking inspiration for his novel? Is he trying to say he can inspire me? Ridiculous.

She wanted to refuse outright, but her good upbringing prevented her from doing the rude act of throwing someone's business card in front of her. She reached out her slender fingers, took the card, and without even glancing at it, prepared to put it in her pocket. At the same time, her vaunted venomous nature was activated.

"Thank you for your kindness, classmate." Her voice was cool and pleasant, but the superiority and sarcasm in it were undisguised. "But in my world, there's nothing that science and money can't solve. Next time you try to approach me this way, remember to use a more creative opening line instead of this charlatan cliché."

After saying that, she didn't even look at Lin Qing again, but stretched out her long legs, walked into the teaching building proudly without looking back, leaving everyone with a perfect back view.

The students around burst into laughter and looked at Lin Qing with sympathy.

I flirted with a talented and beautiful young writer, only to be ruthlessly humiliated in public. How miserable.

Lin Qing didn't care at all.

He watched Kasumigaoka Utaha's back disappear at the door, then glanced at the black energy at her ankle that seemed to have grown even stronger, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

he knows.

This call will come soon.

Chapter 0007: Help! What that Chuunibyou said is true!

For Kasumigaoka Utaha, after-school time usually means a war with her alter ego, Kasumigaoka Utaha.

The plot of her new novel had hit a snag, and the editor's calls, demanding submissions, were like death warrants, each one punctually exacerbating her already irritable mood. She needed inspiration, something fresh, even bizarre, that would break her rut.

After declining the editor's invitation to dinner, she boarded a tram to the suburbs alone.

Her destination was a relatively well-known abandoned park in the area. It was said that a murder had occurred there, and strange things had happened there since then, leading to its gradual abandonment. In the eyes of those who were curious, it became a somewhat "dirty" place.

Of course, Kasumigaoka Utaha scoffed at this.

As a staunch materialist, she didn't believe in ghosts or gods. She saw the so-called "uncleanliness" as nothing more than a product of a desolate environment and psychological suggestion, a perfect, cheap source of horror atmosphere. She had come today precisely to capture this "atmosphere."

The park was even more dilapidated than she had imagined.

The last rays of the setting sun struggled to penetrate the sparse, twisted branches of the woods, casting eerie, dappled shadows on the overgrown ground. The rusty swing swung alone in the evening breeze, making a teeth-grinding creaking sound. The air was filled with the scent of rotting leaves and damp earth.

It was too quiet here, as if all the sounds were swallowed up by the bleak dusk.

Kasumigaoka Utaha sat on a cold bench, her notebook open, trying to put the stunning horror scene before her into words, but her mind remained blank. She closed the notebook in frustration and decided to walk deeper into the park.

At this moment, a strange dog barking sound suddenly came from the depths of the woods not far away.

The sound was not like an ordinary dog ​​barking, short and suppressed, but more like a malicious warning issued from the throat of some creature.

Kasumigaoka Utaha frowned. Was it a stray dog? She subconsciously tightened her grip on her schoolbag, a sense of alarm rising in her heart.

Following the sound, I saw an unusually large dog slowly emerging from the shadows of the woods. Its fur was filthy and matted, its muscles were knotted, and its steps were heavy, making a rustling sound like treading on rotting leaves.

Kasumigaoka Utaha breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a ferocious-looking wild dog. As long as she didn't provoke it, it shouldn't be dangerous.

However, when the dog completely walked out of the shadows, turned its head, and exposed its face in the last rays of the setting sun, Kasumigaoka Utaha felt as if her heart was being tightly grasped by an icy hand, and the flow of her blood completely froze at that moment.

There was no dog's nose or dog's mouth on that face.

Instead, there was a face that looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, full of greasy wrinkles and malice!

The corners of the human face's mouth were stretched into a stiff and grotesque arc, revealing two rows of uneven, human teeth. Its pair of human, turbid eyes were staring straight at Kasumigaoka Utaha, filled with violence, greed, and a disgusting mockery.

"Hehehe...play with me, little girl."

The human face's mouth opened and closed, spouting human speech. The voice was hoarse and harsh, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other, and every word was filled with inhuman, sticky malice.

boom--!

The calmness and rationality that Kasumigaoka Utaha prided herself on were completely shattered at this moment. Her worldview, all the common sense she had built up over the past seventeen years, crumbled before this bizarre and terrifying scene.

A short, distorted breath came from her throat, her body's instincts reacting before her brain.

run!

She screamed, jumped up from the bench, turned around and ran towards the entrance of the park, using all her strength to run madly.

The fishy wind and heavy footsteps behind her followed her like a shadow. The sound didn't sound like a dog running, but more like a grown man in leather shoes chasing after her. Every step was like the death warrant, stepping heavily on her heart.

Her lungs burned with pain, as if they were about to explode. Lack of oxygen caused her brain to go dark, but her instinct for survival kept her from pausing even for a moment.

The talent she was proud of, the fame that made her highly sought after, the money she regarded as ordinary... all these things that she once relied on for survival, at this moment, became pale and ridiculous. In the face of absolute, supernatural violence, they were useless!

Despair overwhelmed her like a tide.

In this endless darkness and despair, a faint light suddenly flashed deep in her mind.

It was the strange junior student at the school gate during the day.

It was the black business card he handed over.