The all-powerful middle schooler

The prevalence of strange tales and supernatural rumors has also sparked discussion.

"This is not a good thing for the whole world."

"Izumi Hasegawa suddenly said."

"Why, Minister?"

Someone said in a cute voice.

What do you think ghost stories are?

He asked the crowd a question in return.

"It must be some kind of evil spirit, right?"

Nishikawa Morika made the deduction.

Others generally agree.

"If they are true ghost stories, then in essence, they are an independent existence born from the thoughts of all living beings, and evil spirits are basically the spirits of the dead, that is to say, they have stories from their previous lives."

He explained.

"I see."

"In other words, the more popular the topic becomes, the more powerful the so-called ghost stories will become?"

"I want to feel stronger just because people talk about me~"

"My sage, should we immediately eliminate these urban legends and put an end to them?"

Everyone nodded, then suddenly realized something.

"Since it originates from everyone's belief, the existence of ghost stories is difficult to eliminate. Even if you kill it, it will soon revive. Although this cannot be considered a complete resurrection, it is just a continuation of the setting."

The girls were stunned.

Unexpectedly, the ghost stories are actually 'immortal' beings.

"Even if the Sage himself intervenes, Death won't be able to do it?"

"I can't wait to hear it," Sanae asked anxiously.

"sure."

His answer instantly put the girls at ease.

If only Hasegawa can solve it, then none of that matters.

"There is no such thing as true immortality in this world, whether it is human or god... Perhaps, the same is true of the seemingly infinite universe."

Hasegawa Izumi sighed.

"However, I cannot go around the world hunting them down just to eliminate these threats."

Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven.

In reality, having experienced so much in his dreams, he didn't care much about the lives of other people. The vast and complex stream of consciousness unconsciously influenced his view of the world.

He just does whatever comes to mind.

This is what is meant by doing whatever one pleases.

This state is actually quite dangerous, and it's easy to fall into a state of no return.

But as long as there are guiding signs, he can still retain his humanity.

The girls exchanged glances and discussed their opinions.

"There's really no need for you, seeker, to worry about such things. We're enough."

Tan Shengtani Morika said with a smile.

“I’d love to have opponents like these who can provide endless sparring. I actually hope they can be more durable.”

Natsukawa Masuzu, who was suffering from the stress of training, wanted to vent her frustrations.

“If they appear once, kill them once; that counts as eliminating Death.”

Sanae Tokomori clapped her hands and said.

“Dumb tape, sage.”

Rikka Takanashi spoke briefly, but her voice was firm.

The club activity has ended.

The girls held another small meeting as a group.

“Servant, we can’t always rely on the power of the Sage, otherwise we won’t be able to grow…”

"That's right, the power of a seeker of the Dao can only be used as a trump card, little one, you better remember that!"

"Please don't bother the minister anymore! I feel really sorry for him; what if he ruins his health?"

Sanae Tokomori was verbally attacked by the other three members.

But this time, she was unusually quiet, without a single thought of rebuttal.

In the past, she would definitely have been stubborn.

After finishing their rant, the girls officially began their discussion, setting out to tackle several urban legends that had been mentioned most frequently recently.

……

Another day of overtime has come to an end.

The man wearily washed his face in the restroom and then quickly left the company.

As an ordinary office worker, I naturally couldn't afford the high taxi fare, so I had to hurry and catch the last subway train.

"Am I alone again today? That's great, I don't have to squeeze in with other people..."

After entering the carriage, he glanced around at the empty space and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

After about ten minutes of driving.

"Strange, why hasn't it stopped yet?"

His brows were furrowed, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes.

Normally, this subway train on my way home stops every seven or eight minutes, but it didn't today, which is really unusual.

At this moment, feeling a vague unease, he stood up.

"Hey, is anyone there?"

He went to the carriage near the front of the train and asked a question, but no one answered.

He hurriedly took out his phone and discovered that even the subway, which usually has good signal, had no signal.

Just then, the subway suddenly stopped.

"Click..."

The subway doors suddenly opened.

"no no!"

"Could this be..."

He swallowed hard, looked outside, and recalled the urban legend he had recently heard at the company. His legs felt as heavy as lead, and a look of fear crossed his face.

At that moment, what he saw was not the subway doors, but the gates of hell...

60

Chapter 60: Getting used to the days without Hasegawa.

Time has come to the weekend.

The disguised members of the Far East Magic Society's Tokyo headquarters met up.

Except for Hasegawa.

"Is this the first time we've launched such a large-scale operation without any seekers of the truth?"

Dansheng Valley Mori Natsu crossed her arms and looked around.

Apart from Rikka Takanashi and Sanae Dekomori, the others rarely cooperate.

"After all, I don't get along with you guys at all."

Natsukawa Masaki smiled, her eyes narrowed.

"Each each other."

She answered with a smile.

"An imposter and a witch, Dekomori has no desire to cooperate with you, Death."

Someone expressed their arrogance.

"Everyone, since we're going to work together, wouldn't it be better to be harmonious?"

Yotsuya Miko felt a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry about it, we just need to achieve our goal!"

Rikka Takanashi waved her hand and seized the right to speak.

"According to the information provided by the information broker, we currently estimate that there are about three urban legends that may be active around Tokyo: the Slit-Mouthed Woman, Hanako in the Toilet, and Kisaragi Station... The first two have eyewitness accounts and have received special attention from the Supernatural Countermeasures Bureau. It is said that they have been eliminated several times. However, they regenerate every once in a while. Fortunately, they become weaker after regeneration, which reduces the need for subsequent suppression forces."

"However, information about Kisaragi Station is scarce. I've hardly heard of it. It only appeared three months ago, and the passenger at that time happened to be an Awakened One, which is why he was lucky enough to escape. Now, three months have passed, and since it hasn't been destroyed, its power must have grown to an unimaginable level."

After her overview, everyone's expressions immediately became serious.

Urban legends are no ordinary thing. If it were an ordinary evil spirit, everyone could easily eliminate it by swarming around it. But if it were a ghost story, it would usually possess certain rule-based abilities, making it difficult for them to take advantage of their numbers.

"So, that means it's our target."

Xia Chuanzhenliang thought.

"Yes, we must stop its upward trend, otherwise it will pose too great a threat."

Nishikawa Morika nodded as well.

"Without further ado, let's set off now, Death!"

Sanae Tokimori leaped with great enthusiasm.

Do you know where it is?

"Ah... Greek milk."

She was glanced at by others.

"So, we need to confirm its existence first. Based on the numerous reports of people disappearing after boarding the train, Kisaragi Station changes the location each time it commits a crime. The places where there have been recent reports of missing persons are probably around here, here, and here... We can only choose to stake out its appearance at the surrounding stations... It seems we have to split up, otherwise it will be too slow and we will easily miss it."

Rikka Takanashi took out a prepared map and pointed to the locations of several subway stations.

"So, it all came down to luck?"

Yotsuya Mitsuko murmured softly.

"You're not scared, are you?"

Natsukawa Masaki sneered.

"Don't give me that, who's afraid of Death!"

Sanae Tokomori proudly puffed out her chest.

After discussing the matter, they decided to split up and guard different subway stations.

However, the girls were not entirely unprepared.

"This is a paper doll I made. If you encounter danger, destroy it. It will mark a location so that others can roughly know where you are."

Miko Yotsuya took out a paper doll from her small bag; the doll's image was probably her own cartoon character.

"Thanks."

The others who received it all expressed their gratitude.

"That makes it much safer."