The all-powerful middle schooler

93 ghost

"A ghost! There's a ghost!"

"very scary!"

"It's so scary."

One section of the teaching building was transformed into a haunted house, which terrified many people, who hurriedly ran out from the intersection.

Based on everything they had just experienced inside, they were convinced that this was the most terrifying haunted house they had ever seen in their lives.

"Are you sure it's okay, senior? Putting all those things in there is a bit too much, isn't it?"

"It's alright, it's alright. Since it's called a haunted house, how could there not be real ghosts inside? Besides, understanding and accepting their existence is something everyone will have to go through in the future. They should thank me for it."

In the corridor, A-Ten-Bō-Meng, one of the planners, looked at her worried junior and said with a smile.

During this time, although she did not become a psychic, she collected some gadgets with supernatural powers.

Because of their long-term exposure to haunted houses, people can experience hallucinations and recall their most feared things in life. When combined with the decorations inside the haunted house, it can have a devastating effect on ordinary people.

両"Well..."

The junior didn't refute this point; the real ghost stories she had heard from the senior were indeed quite scary.

If one could experience that feeling beforehand and strengthen their resistance, it could indeed give them hope of survival.

However, her brow kept twitching, a sense of unease creeping in.

That night.

The bustling Shuchiin Temple, usually so lively during the day, has become quiet and peaceful.

Inside the haunted house, out of sight of ordinary people, the ghostly energy lingering on items such as teddy bears and demon masks is slowly gathering together. By absorbing the fear emitted by humans during the day, it grows stronger and gradually solidifies into a dark mass with two round, blood-red eyes.

"what……"

It looked at its own body, paused for a few seconds, then reached out and touched the wall, passing through the haunted house.

Just as it was about to wander, an invisible force of gravity stopped it from moving forward.

The emotions and consciousness that gathered in the darkness told it that it could not stray too far from the object, otherwise it would be unable to radiate.

Then, an idea came to its mind.

Turn this place into its hellish realm!

The second day of the cultural festival.

After finishing breakfast, Izumi Hasegawa took out her phone to check her messages and found that Ryou had forwarded a video in the group chat, which was a performance by the band from their Far East Magic Society.

The Witch of Greed: Minister, look! We're famous!

The Evil King's True Eye: After all, this is a divine melody; even we have been affected by it.

Psychic: Wow, did everyone go to play music? Too bad I couldn't see it live.

The psychic: This is really nice, I've added it to my favorites.

The others remained silent, presumably because they hadn't seen it yet.

He clicked the link and saw that the video had already been viewed over a million times.

The following comments are all praising how good the performance was, how handsome the men and beautiful the women were, and even those who experienced it firsthand describe the performance as unparalleled in the world.

Indeed, listening to something online is much less appealing.

After all, the atmosphere at the scene can create a sense of resonance.

"Little Dove, I'm leaving now."

Hasegawa Izumi bid farewell to her sister and took the train to Shuchiin.

Along the way, he even encountered several girls from other schools secretly discussing him.

Some daring young women even approached her to ask for her email address.

This incident seems to have made him famous overnight.

A small impulse almost led him to do something for his idol.

But what use is worldly fame and fortune?

He smiled and declined the offer, then stepped out of the tram.

In class, everyone was still preparing for the cultural festival activities the next day.

Izumi Hasegawa suddenly found herself with free time.

"Izumi-chan, let's go out and play!"

Fujiwara Chika ran over, bringing a cheerful atmosphere.

Yesterday, she completed her role as a 'tree' in the play, and today she is able to rest.

"Ahem, the Evil King's True Eye and the Sage usually act as one."

Rikka's voice came from the side.

"Then let's go together, Rikka."

Fujiwara Chika turned her head away with a smile.

The three of them walked out of the classroom and their first experience was at a maid cafe.

Ordinary, pampered young ladies from wealthy families would not lower themselves, nor could they specify certain unique titles, which diminished the fun.

Then, I watched the familiar and old-fashioned play "Romeo and Juliet".

The performance was pretty good; both Chika and Rikka were moved.

Then, they went to the food stalls set up in the square and ate some local specialties.

The taste was alright; it seems the stall owner has undergone some kind of "womanly power" training.

Afterwards, they sampled the cooking of many people and ate until they were half full.

The three of them eventually returned to the classroom.

"The Sage"

Rikka Takanashi had watery eyes, a soft voice, and clasped her hands together.

Now, she is a captive of food.

"Help yourself."

Izumi Hasegawa pushed the bento box to the side.

"Thank you, Sage!"

The girl couldn't wait. She grabbed her chopsticks, aimed at the fried chicken nugget she had already locked onto, and took a bite.

Crispy and delicious!

"If you want to eat it so much, I'll make more next time."

Seeing this, Izumi Hasegawa said something.

He's not a stingy person, and it doesn't take much effort.

Wow!! Really?!

The little bird was overjoyed.

"You're actually making a bento for Rikka? Has Izumi already made up her mind?"

Fujiwara Chika walked over with her bento box, her eyes alert.

"You think too much."

He answered casually.

When she got closer, Fujiwara Chika took a sniff, and the alluring fragrance immediately made her mouth water: "It smells so good!"

"By the way, why is Izumi-chan's bento hot? Did she heat it up at the cafeteria?"

She was surprised.

That's because he heated it up casually, of course.

Some foods taste better when they're hot.

Before he could explain, Fujiwara Chika pouted again and said, "Izumi-chan, I want one too."

"As you wish."

He waved.

time flies.

The activity had ended, and as school was about to let out, the sunlight grew increasingly dim and yellow.

The Oma hour, according to the Onmyodo tradition of Japan, is the time when demons and spirits are most likely to appear, and when humans and ghosts can appear at the same time.

Thus, inside the haunted house, the ghostly creatures born from the lingering ghostly energy and fear took shape once more.

The figure, resembling an energy aggregate, absorbed the fear it had acquired that day, gaining further growth. As its size increased, a chilling aura spread outwards, expanding the original restricted area by two layers in one go.

"Let's go, we'll head back after we finish cleaning..."

"Ah."

The two girls' eyes instantly lost their luster, and they fainted immediately.

Enveloped in a ghostly aura, the students cleaning the classroom were in the same predicament, collapsing all over the floor.

Ordinary people are far too insignificant in the face of supernatural forces.

But here, there happen to be some people who are not ordinary.

Chapter 94: Afraid of waking up to find it was all just a dream.

Far East Magic Society.

After everyone finished chatting about what they had seen and heard at today's cultural festival, they were getting ready to go home.

"problem occurs."

Suddenly, Izumi Hasegawa's eyes flickered slightly, and she spoke slowly.

"Ok?"

The girls were initially surprised.

Because their own foundation is not strong enough, their perception range is actually limited, especially when they do not use abilities to enhance their perception.

They quickly realized what was happening and activated their spiritual eyes. Wherever their eyes looked, they saw a layer of dark, gloomy mist gradually spreading out from above, threatening to engulf them. However, it seemed to be losing momentum and the mist only reached the vicinity of the ceiling.

"Is this ghostly energy?"

"It's so thick! Judging from the veins, it looks like it's about to form a barrier."

"Could this be a ghost realm?"

"When did such a powerful demon appear in Shuchiin?"

While the girl was puzzled, she quickly analyzed the situation and figured it out.

After all, besides theoretical knowledge, they had also fought against ghosts countless times and knew a great deal about them.

"No matter what, let's get rid of it first."

Rikka Takanashi's eyes sharpened.

The others nodded in agreement, taking the situation seriously.

If this thing is allowed to expand unchecked, it might just swallow up Shuchiin as well.