You say this is a love game?

"Strange. They're both ghost stories, and both the ghost bear and the Beethoven portrait are far inferior to the mirror in terms of strength... How could they possibly hold the mirror?"

Kurosawa Yoshihito's confusion remains unanswered.

The middle-aged man sighed slightly, then said, "So, young man, do you want to completely get rid of the mirror now?"

"Well, what do you suggest?"

"No."

The man shook his head.

"Based on my current observations, the mirror's strength has regressed to a paper-level level... It may be a vengeful spirit, but it also possesses some martial arts skills, and is one of the few ghost stories with a home-field advantage. It should be a bit of a challenge for you, young man. But now that we're on the same level, I believe you won't be afraid of it."

"If you want to make it easier, you can just add some Wrathful Spirit Resin to the knife beforehand."

"So how do I trigger it?"

Kurosawa Ryojin took the mirror.

"Its current condition is a bit strange. I initially thought it was sealed, but now it looks more like it's sleeping..."

"Although I can't sense its presence, it must still be hiding in the mirror world... Brother, go to the playground and place two mirrors there. This will naturally trigger the strange story of the mirror."

"The timing is a bit more critical. You have to be at 4:44:44 in the middle of the night, bro."

“Don’t miss it.”

Chapter 93: The world in the mirror at 4:44:44 in the middle of the night.

There are many versions of this strange story about the school's mirror.

The most widely circulated is its death prediction - counting forward, if the person in the fourth mirror has their eyes closed, that person will die four days later.

But in addition to the prophecy of death, the legend of this mirror is often related to the disappearance of gods.

First, if you are walking up the stairs at school late at night and the time is exactly 4:44:44, and you happen to be looking in the mirror while walking, then the stairs will have one more step than usual, and you will open the "door to a new world" and go to the inner world.

Some say that once you go in, you can't get out, some say that you will die once you go in, and some even say that you will go to the other world and start a new life from scratch.

This is another typical ghost story material library. After hearing this, the person next door, The Thirteenth Staircase, wanted to sue to protect his rights.

As for the second version, it is that at 4:44:44 in the middle of the night, you are using the comparison mirrors one after another in the school playground. At this time, a young man will come out of the mirror, reach out and pull you into the mirror world.

The story told by Kurosawa Ryohito obviously corresponds to the second one.

Makoto Mizutani went straight to the playground and killed all the JK ladies and DK guys who were flirting with each other on the playground in advance so as not to affect his mood.

At around three o'clock, Mizutani Makoto took out a mirror.

In the gap, he didn't bring his mobile phone in, so he could only rely on his body feeling to judge the time. Fortunately, he had been playing this game for a month and was becoming more and more proficient in controlling time.

Of course, he still chose a safer plan - Satori Yoshiko returned to the real world, and when the time was approaching, the girl would directly return to the "medium", complete the fixed instant transmission, and report the time point to him.

It was almost half past three, and he tried it in advance.

There is a more festive legend behind this strange story, which is that if you look in the mirror at 3:33:33, you will see your future marriage partner.

But Mizutani Makoto didn't capture anything.

This horror story is lame.

There is not even a bit of compatibility. How can such a weird job be done with such a broad mind?

You know, in modern society, there is a strong trend of deconstructing and re-writing horror stories of this kind. Characters like Hanako, Yuki Onna, and Hachishaku-no-Fama have all adapted to become regulars in various small yellow and dark worlds. Even pure horror and bloody ghost stories like TekeTeke have not been spared.

Yes, ever since Kubo Shinji raised his mobile phone and showed him the cover of a book a few days ago, Mizutani Makoto suddenly understood how such a disgusting thing as Miss JK's lower body came into being.

Humanity's fabrication and influence on ghost stories... Tsk, in a dozen years or so, only a few ghost stories will have survived the depravity of the internet.

Therefore, Mizutani Makoto has been thinking - considering the influence of popularity, even the same strange story will have many different variations, just like there must be multiple Ninomiya statues in the world, some of them are good and some are bad.

Monsters and strange stories are also keeping up with the times...

I just wonder if I’ll ever have the chance to encounter that kind of new-generation ghost story.

If I could encounter these modern, cool, and depressing ghost stories, I would be willing to be squeezed dry by Miss Yuki Onna, Mr. Yashaku, Miss Sadako, Tamamonomae, and Cong Yu.

But the cracks will only refresh powerful and terrifying dungeon monsters, and will not take the boy's sadness into consideration at all.

Makoto Mizutani killed all the monsters and waited until 4:40. Yoshiko Satori, who had stayed outside to stare at the clock, came back early, and Makoto Mizutani took out the mirror.

Two mirrors close together.

Correct, correct time.

The two mirrors gradually emitted a faint light.

Especially after capturing the breath of living people from the outside world, the light of the mirror suddenly flickered at a gradual frequency, just like the monsters in the forest at night in the story always light up fireflies to lure humans to come and watch.

You really don’t want to say that.

If he suddenly saw fluorescent light on the playground, he might really kill the cat out of curiosity.

You see, the weird stories in the cracks are indeed all bad guys who are born evil!

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry yet."

Mizutani Makoto hung his two swords on his waist.

The moonlight was like diluted silver powder sprinkled on the playground. At this moment, the time turned to 4:44:01. Without even requiring Mizutani Makoto to hang it up, the two mirrors automatically floated up, locked onto the scent of a stranger, and immediately rotated around Mizutani Makoto, automatically adjusting the angle, just in front and behind.

The two small mirrors suddenly expanded.

It changed from a palm-sized makeup mirror to a floor-length dressing mirror, with Makoto Mizutani sandwiched in the middle, one in front and one behind. The dust on the surface also peeled off as it was shaken, revealing the smooth mirror surface underneath and the "mirror" image reflected in the mirror.

Layer upon layer, forming an infinitely repeating mirror image in a loop, and ultimately reflecting countless Mizutani Makoto.

The mirror world began to peel away.

The rear mirror frame gradually became covered with black vascular lines, while the front mirror glowed a deadly pale.

4:44:44.

Mista was ecstatic.

A faint sense of crisis arose in Mizutani Makoto's mind.

Counting forward, the fourth mirror in the image!

The mirror that should have reflected Mizutani Makoto's face, the "Mizutani Makoto" in it had his eyes closed, but a creepy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Why would Mizutani Makoto be afraid of this?

Relying on the number of times he had been resurrected in the cracks, he was not afraid at all in the face of this paper ghost story. He took a step forward and stretched out his hand to grab the "Mizutani Makoto" in the mirror. At this moment, the "Mizutani Makoto" in the mirror suddenly opened his eyes wide, and those violent and resentful eyes were fixed on Mizutani Makoto.

Looking again, there is no "Mizutani Makoto"?

The person standing in the mirror was clearly a young man in a stand-up collar school uniform. He laughed heartily, and with both hands he grasped Mizutani Makoto's hands. The corners of his mouth still had that smile on their faces, and he said with a devilish grin: "I caught you!"

There was a huge suction force coming from the mirror in front.

finally come!

Mizutani Makoto was secretly delighted. In the surprised and puzzled look of the evil spirit in the mirror, he took the initiative to grab the wrist of the evil spirit in the mirror and dived into the mirror that was rippling.

No, aren’t all the strangers nowadays so brave?

In a hurry to reincarnate!

The evil spirit in the mirror thought that this guy had some secret skills to perform at close range, and immediately screamed and tried to shake off Mizutani Makoto's wrist, but unexpectedly, Mizutani Makoto did not make any next move at all.

The look of astonishment on the evil spirit's face grew even more intense.

But at this moment, the two of them have fallen into the empty mirror world.

The gravity in the mirror world grows in the opposite direction.

For a moment, a feeling of weightlessness came over him, and Makoto Mizutani was thrown into the air and fell towards the sky.

The "ground" where people should have stood was now just a void emitting a fiery light.

The original sky was like a layer of solidified mercury liquid. Under the influence of gravity, Mizutani Makoto fell rapidly towards this sky. Relying on his extraordinary physical fitness, he adjusted his posture in mid-air by using the force of his waist.

boom! !

The soles of his shoes slammed hard on the sky with completely opposite gravity, and two layers of colorful oil-film-like ripples appeared in an instant.

There are fragments of mirrors and broken frames everywhere.

In the urban legend of the mirror, it is a place where once you enter, there is no way out and you will die!

Mizutani Makoto quickly examined this place that looked like a small barrier, and then drew his two swords.

"prick--!"

In this limited "sky", mirrors standing at the ends of both sides, one in front and one behind, emit a high-frequency noise like glass scratching a blackboard.

The figure of the evil spirit in the mirror rushed out directly from the mirror. Its body was three times larger than that of the world outside the mirror. The muscles on its body swelled rapidly, and the spine pierced through the school uniform and grew into the shape of glass shards. Each bone refracted the light, and in an instant, the light pollution was directly pulled to the maximum by Mizutani Makoto.

This guy looks handsome, but in fact he is a super weirdo who practices both physical and magical skills.

It is also a strange story that can match the "limits of paper" as described by Kurosawa Yoshihito.

After falling into the mirror world, Mizutani Makoto no longer indulged the evil spirit in the mirror.

Slicing with a knife, taking steps, the postures that change at any time are exactly the structure without structure!

"What's so bad about it?"

The evil spirit let out a high-frequency howl, and its animal-like palm slapped the ground, causing a large amount of liquid to burst out directly from the mercury liquid ground. With a swing of its palm, the lens with a toothed edge shot towards Mizutani Makoto like a flying knife.

Such a manic opening is a release of his anger.

The evil spirit in the mirror is now angry and hungry.

Before being awakened by Mizutani Makoto, it was always in a sleeping state. It was not a sleep it wanted to have, but was caused by a severe blow it had received before.

...That is the price of peeping into the gods.

Three years ago, a god set foot here. In addition to the intense fear and trembling, it developed an inappropriate rebellious heart. Its consciousness attached itself to the broken mirror fragments, intending to spy on the god's attitude.

Then, try and die.

The evil spirit in the mirror did not catch a glimpse of the god's face. It only took a quick glance and found that the god turned his head towards its original body. The gaze hidden under the scorching light fell on its body like a branding iron, and it lost consciousness.

It doesn't even know what happened.

Confused and drowsy.

It didn't know how long it wandered in the darkness, until it smelled the breath of a living person just now. Its soul seemed to gather on the mirror again, and its dull thoughts were able to think again, but were then swallowed up by crazy hunger.

It was injured, a wound that damaged its origin, and it urgently needed the flesh and soul of living people to nourish itself!

Bang! !

As the lens shot out like a rainstorm, the evil spirit in the mirror jumped up and then fell into the sea of ​​mercury and disappeared.

Bang bang bang bang!

The katana cut through the sky track, chopping off or blocking the fragments one by one. The two katanas were wielded so tightly in Mizutani Makoto's hands that no one could penetrate them.

But the katana is a sword after all, not a shield.

Mizutani Makoto is only at paper level, and it is impossible for him to really wield the katana to achieve the absolute defense of "Kaiten".

There were quite a few lenses that broke through Mizutani Makoto's defense. Mizutani Makoto's cheeks, arms, and legs were scratched with blood. Mizutani Makoto was protecting his vital parts, but suddenly his eyes focused, and accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, a figure actually broke out from the lenses!

Mizutani Makoto didn't try to reason with it. He just glared at the evil spirit with outdated information, and then a pair of scarlet eyes opened angrily behind the boy.

Sneak attack!

Fear and shock!!

The evil spirit in the mirror froze for a moment. Mizutani Makoto shattered the suspended lens with his left knife, and drew a circular arc with his right knife. The blade directly cut the evil spirit's shoulder, and what splashed out was not blood, but snowflake-like glass shards.

The next moment, the evil spirit recovered its composure and retreated in shock and anger. It emitted a high-pitched howl and waved its hands. In its home arena, the mercury lake hanging upside down in the sky trembled slightly, and sticky mercury once again gushed out from it. Mizutani Makoto had been in this place for a long time and finally felt a slight sense of breathlessness.

However, Mizutani Makoto had finally tricked it over here, so how could he possibly make it retreat to a safe distance?

Suppressing the discomfort caused by the venue.

Mizutani Makoto activated his spiritual power again, and the scarlet eyes behind him opened again. It was a brief stalemate that could not even be called a "moment", but he managed to keep the evil spirit in the mirror offline for nearly two seconds. When it came to its senses, Mizutani Makoto's right knife was already raised high.

On the blade, the dark luster of the resin of the vengeful spirit flickered.

"No thought, no thought!"