Why are there only loser heroines around me?

Ukyo took the sunglasses first. The morning sunlight was not strong, but Yanami wore sunglasses to block her vision in case she accidentally saw the girls dancing. The first level of spiritual field was very weak, and fields like this one that needed to be activated through "visual perception" could be avoided by blocking the vision a little.

Of course, this shielding only works on the lowest level first-level domain.

The sunglasses Yanai gave him looked very high-end. Ukyo glanced at the brand on the temples and it seemed to be a famous brand. He couldn't remember the specific price, but it was not cheap anyway.

He lifted up his sunglasses and placed them on his forehead, then took a bite of the bread handed to him by Yanami. His tongue touched the sweet jam, which seemed to be pineapple. He saw Yanami's sweet smile and dazzling white skin. Ukyo didn't know that Yanami had always wanted to give him sunglasses, but he just hadn't found a good opportunity.

Yanami felt that the gift of sunglasses should be given in a more formal manner, rather than just casually handed over. She was afraid that Ukyo wouldn't cherish something someone else had given him, so when Ukyo was halfway through eating the whole piece of whole wheat bread, she said, "Sunglasses are expensive! Don't lose them!"

Her eyes were hidden by the black lenses, but Youjing could vaguely see her eyes through the dim morning light, which were filled with a trace of the cherishment that a child would give to his beloved toy.

Could these sunglasses be something very valuable? Ukyo lowered the sunglasses from his forehead. The moment his eyes were obscured by the black lenses, his vision was shrouded in darkness. If he were to evaluate these sunglasses in more professional terms, he would say that the lenses had excellent light transmittance, reducing the light while still allowing for clear viewing of the alternation of light and dark between objects.

Poor sunglasses lenses may blur the wearer's vision, or even cause dizziness and other discomforts, but good sunglasses, when worn in front of the eyes, are like putting a comfortable filter in front of the retina.

The painting that Yanami sent belongs to the latter.

"Thank you." Ukyo said, "I'll keep it."

His tone was always cold, making everyone who spoke to him feel distant from him. Ukyo hadn't wanted to say thank you, as he felt it would be awkward between good friends, and unnecessary when both parties understood each other. But Ukyo felt that Yanami's previous words were meant to elicit a response from him, so he said it.

Very polite.

The distance between the two people was immediately separated.

But Yanami knew that this was Ukyo's normal state. Only the cold Ukyo was the real Ukyo. If the devil Ukyo ever became normal, then Ukyo would no longer be Ukyo.

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ten minutes later.

Please the Death Dance when it ends.

Calm down the room.

The space here was too small. Ukyo had to curl up completely to get in. It was like an egg and he couldn't explore inside.

But it was different for Yanajian. Girls have naturally smaller frames, but she suffered from premature breast development, and it was still very inconvenient for her to move around inside.

The two had no choice but to find Xiaoju.

Unlike the other two who were in such a predicament, Xiaoju could move freely in the calming room.

"What's going on in there?" Yanami and Ukyo squatted in the calming-down room together twice.

"Nothing, nothing." Xiaoju searched everywhere inside and didn't find anything unusual. The walls here were very dilapidated, and most of them were wooden strips nailed on by Sheriff Carlo later. There was no way there was a secret door.

Ukyo said: "Look underground."

Since the outer wall is so simple and impossible to have been tampered with, the secret may be underground.

Xiaoju reached out and felt around underground. This small house had no floor. The "calming-down house" was more like a box placed on the grass. The soil was very moist and a little cool. Xiaoju felt that the soil here was particularly sticky, like some kind of colloid, not ordinary moist clay. This sticky feeling made her feel very uncomfortable, as if she had put her hand into a swamp.

"How is it? Is there anything inside?"

"Don't... don't be anxious, I'm trying my best... uh... this place is very disgusting..." Xiaoju's voice was trembling, and it was obvious that she didn't like this place very much. The people who had been locked in the calming-down room before might have been scared to pee. Xiaoju smelled a fishy odor, and she thought there should be nothing in the soil, but her ring finger suddenly touched something cold and hard.

Xiaoju was shocked and continued to grope in the same place. She used her hands to turn over the soil, and the clay embedded in her nails, but she didn't care.

She tossed the picture in there for more than ten seconds like a puppy, forcing the cold and hard thing to reveal its original appearance——

A pull ring.

There was some kind of metal casing attached to the bottom of the pull tab.

The pull ring appears to be the handle of this case.

Xiaoju raised her hand and pulled hard, and the metal shell was opened by her. This thing was not heavy, and Xiaoju was a little surprised.

What comes into view is a very narrow staircase leading to the underground.

Ukyo witnessed this scene in front of the small door of the Calm House.

He suddenly felt that the Calm House was like "a door", a door leading to the underground, but it was too short and narrow. The square hole that Xiaoju discovered was also very narrow. It didn't look like a hole used by humans, but by short races like goblins and dwarves.

Previously, Youjing had summarized two strategies for breaking through the small town.

One was to find a way through the woods to the church at the top of the hill.

The second is to see what is in this quiet room.

Sheriff Carlo said at the time that Arthur came out of the cooling-off room.

But judging from the size of the cave leading underground, it was obviously unable to accommodate a normal adult man.

There was no way Arthur could go down into this cave.

But the "entrance" and "exit" of some worlds are not the same size. For example, in the magical space in Harry Potter, some seemingly small places can squeeze in an elephant. Now that the supernatural has been revived, nothing is impossible.

So Ukyo tried to squeeze into the hole.

But he failed.

If he forced his way in, his upper body would be stuck in the hole.

The entrance of this cave is just the right size for Xiaoju, but it is a bit crowded for Banbanami, but he can still get in.

"Otherwise, let me...let me go down and take a look." Xiaoju said.

"Let me do it," Yanai said. "I can go down there too. Komari's nodachi won't be able to be unsheathed in this narrow tunnel, right?"

Komari lacks experience, and it is not safe for her to explore this secret passage alone. The most important thing is that Ukyo, the strongest among them, cannot provide support, so she can only rely on herself when exploring. Komari does not have the energy to deal with this situation alone, but Yanami is already a mature ghost hunter.

"Youjing, can I go down?" No matter what, Youjing is the backbone of the team and their boss. What they should do next still depends on Youjing.

"Let's decide it." Ukyo said, "Yanagi, go down. Xiaoju and I will wait for you upstairs."

As he spoke, Youjing pulled out an alloy dagger from the scabbard on the outside of his thigh. This was his standard equipment every time he went on a mission, but he rarely had the chance to use it.

"The situation inside is unclear, so be careful." Youjing was very worried. He warned, "If you come across a flat, open corridor, remember to watch your step. Don't step on bricks that are obviously uneven from the surrounding ones. There may be traps. If there are stones at your feet, throw them to explore the way. If you encounter anything that moves, don't hesitate to use your knife or gun immediately..."

Ukyo gave many instructions based on his past experience of exploring these narrow secret passages, and he didn't know how much Yanami could remember.

To be honest, he was really worried and felt his heartbeat gradually speeding up without him noticing.

Yanami is not like his former half-blood colleagues. Although she is now a qualified exorcist, Ukyo still treats her as a high school student. She has not yet turned 16.

"Come back safely."

This was Ukyo's last words before Yanami entered the secret passage.

He watched Yanami disappear into the cabin, and vaguely remembered that maybe he could do some safety tests before Yanami went down, such as tying a climbing rope around her waist, but then he thought that thing might also restrict her movements, and maybe tying it would be unnecessary.

"Your eyes are like an old father who sees his daughter off to the battlefield." Arthur walked over from a distance with a half-chewed whole wheat bread in his mouth, and squatted at the door of the Calm House with Ukyo Komari. He was a pure-blooded British man, but he could do the standard Asian squat.

"I'm worried about my friend." Ukyo asked, "Did you really come from this place?"

"Yes," Arthur said, "after I came out of the fog, the first thing I saw was the road to the town. I smelled blood all around, and when I turned around I saw this little house. I must have come out of the little house, because I vaguely remember seeing a few white dolls dancing in the fog.

The fog itself seems to be a large trance-inducing mental area, I assume it's level two, as it took two safe words to find myself."

During that moment of my trance, I probably passed through a narrow doorway, and I remember crouching somewhere, and then my view suddenly opened up."

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...

Yanai saw that he was crouching and moving forward in the corridor. After about two minutes, his vision became wider.

However, "open" is only relative. It is still narrow and cramped here, with no light. She has a tinder in her pocket. Ukyo gave one to each of her and Xiaoju, saying that it is a must-have for paranormal detectives. Just open the lid and blow on it, and the tinder will light up.

When sneaking in some dark corridors, if the flame suddenly goes out, it means there is not enough oxygen ahead and you should turn around.

Yanai saw that he had successfully lit the tinder, which proved that the place was safe.

The firelight gave Yanami a small area of ​​visibility. She found a skeleton not far ahead in the corridor. She looked calm, as such a thing could not scare her.

"-Ah~!" But when she walked in to check, she was shocked. A multi-legged centipede crawled out of the human bones without any warning. Yana patted her chest in fright.

"It's just a centipede, nothing serious..."

She took two deep breaths before crouching down to examine the skeletal remains.

The man was wearing a tattered suit. He should be a respectable person. He should not enter the cave and he did not have any weapons.

Next to the hand bones was a kerosene lamp, a worn-out fountain pen, and a notebook that had been soaked in water and then dried in the air.

Yanami took the notebook out of its hand bones and opened the cover. There was an English test in the detective assessment. Her speaking and listening skills were not good, but she had no problem with reading. She was the typical candidate who could only take exams but not communicate. However, she didn't need to speak to read the notes, as long as she could understand them.

The ink was a little blurry, but Yanai could vaguely make out his name, which seemed to be something like Campbell. His English was a bit cryptic, and the text recorded his experiences in the small town of Kingsport.

"If I hadn't been so short of money...I would never have come to Kingsport, a small town that's old and decayed, hiding so many horrific legends. But I really don't have much money, so I took this job. My friend who lives in Kingsport invited me to be his secretary. In his letters, he repeatedly reassured me that the horror stories in the town were just lies made up by unscrupulous reporters who wrote the news to sell newspapers.

My friend and I have a good relationship, and I don't think he would lie to me, but he keeps emphasizing in his letters that Kingsport is safe. This seems a bit like he's trying to cover up his mistake and is being mysterious, but maybe I'm overthinking it?

But no matter what, I have to go to this town because I really don’t have much money. If I can’t find a job, I might even have to sell my car...

The economy is in recession now, and jobs are hard to find. I think a respectable clerical job is better than carrying a hoe to carry coal from the well, or helping to carry construction waste on the street. In any case, secretary is a respectable job, and isn't my friend there? Maybe this trip will go smoothly.

I thought to myself...

But it wasn't until I drove around on Highway 12 for five hours that I realized how naive I was."

Yanai was stunned.

The owner of this note had a similar experience to them.

Even the highway numbers where they were stuck were the same.

She continued to look behind her.

Volume 110: Chapter 6 Yanami's body is soft and soft, and it feels comfortable to hug (k)

The back pages of the notebook are stuck together because of moisture and are difficult to separate.

Yanami could vaguely make out a series of single words such as "alive", "vine", "moss", "tomb" and "ancient sculpture", as well as many uncommon words that she could not pronounce.

The subsequent notes became increasingly sloppy, and even if they were not stained by water, they would be extremely difficult to decipher.

Yanai saw that it was probably hopeless to find out what happened next.

She put the notebook into her pocket. Youjing liked to collect such things and put them on the antique display shelf of the Supernatural Society as "trophies" of his conquest. If they could get out of here smoothly, Ishifugao, which had rebuilt the barrier, would probably have started school. There was only one-third of the second semester left, and by then, the classroom of the Supernatural Literature Society would definitely be reopened.

Xiaoju's bookshelf has long been full.

But there are still two empty spaces on Youjing's antique display cabinet, so it would be nice to put this notebook on it.

Thinking this in her heart, Yana continued to move forward. The corridor, which was already large enough for humans to walk normally, was now covered with what looked like living ivy, twisted into countless strange shapes. She didn't know why ivy appeared in the dark corridor. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any living creatures in such a dark underground place.

The fire stick reflected Yanami's shadow, the long black shadow was divided irregularly by the ivy. The walls and the ground under her feet began to become wet, as if it was some kind of fungus. Her shadow looked weird and distorted in the fungus-covered corridor.

She walked forward for dozens of meters until her vision became wider again. The distance between her head and the top of the passage increased from a few centimeters to several meters. A half-open door stood in front of her. The key ring hole on the door was rusted, and the lock tongue must have been corroded and damaged by the humid environment over the years, so the folding door was half open.

Yanami pulled out the Beretta from the holster under his arm and first gently pushed the rotten wooden door, moving it a few inches inward.

She remembered that before she came in, Youjing told her that when encountering an unclear situation, she could throw a stone to ask for directions. She didn't find a stone, but she had some bones around her.

After bowing his head and saying sorry to the skeleton in a suit, Yanaijian broke off a piece of his hand bone and threw it into the door.

"Clang, clang!" Her hand bones bounced a few times. With the dim light of the tinderbox, Yana saw a shadow streaking across the crimson walls of the eerie, dark chamber. It was so blasphemous and terrifying that she could only be thankful she hadn't seen more clearly. A torturous echo echoed in her ears, a sound like some horrible, wet body lurching across the floor. "—Bang!" Ukyo had said, if you encounter something you don't understand, shoot!

Yana didn't know whether the bullet hit her, so she broke off another bone from her hand to explore the way. After looking around for more than ten times, there was no movement in the secret room. She tried hard to restrain the fear that surged from deep in her heart, which was enough to restrain her legs from moving, and pushed the rotten wooden door in front of her completely open.

The space under the Calm House might be their hope of getting out, so she had to explore this place completely and find clues to get out.

She also wanted to finish the remaining courses of the second half of her first year of high school with Ukyo and the other people in the supernatural literature club.

The wooden door creaked at its joints, and when I stepped inside, my soles of my shoes touched the slimy ground.

This seemed to be a study. Yanai saw an oak table of good quality. There was some dust on it, but it was still sturdy. Oak has good moisture-proof and wear-resistant properties and is often used in high-end decoration and furniture making. It seems that the owner of this secret room was quite wealthy when he was alive.

The bookshelf behind the bookshelf was also filled with books wrapped in leather and fur. Yanami took one at random. These books were well preserved and not affected by moisture. The pages were a little yellowed, but the publication dates were very clear. Most of them were books from the late 18th century to the early 19th century. This secret room has a history of hundreds of years.

There was an old desk lamp on the table. Yanami tried to turn the knob, and then... this old desk lamp actually lit up again. Its battery did not become unable to discharge due to the passage of time, and the circuit components in it did not oxidize or corrode. Yes, Yanami suddenly thought of something. Ukyo said that time is still in the Nibelungen.

So, the stillness of time wasn't reflected in the sun's normal rise and set, but in these indestructible objects? Yanai couldn't see it clearly, but the sudden dim light cleared away the annoyance in her heart. She looked around but didn't see the monster in the shadows.

Yanaijian didn't look for it because monsters were not important. There were monsters everywhere in this town. What she wanted to find was a clue to get out.

There were a few old papers scattered on the oak table, with a paper illustration on it. It was what the old church in Kingsport looked like. Under the paper illustration, she found a large stack of notes and immediately gasped in shock. On the page of the notes was a photo with scribbled handwriting stuck to it.

Perhaps only when the gate of the deepest abyss in the underground is opened can such abominations be bred.

The photo shows a reef in the middle of a pitch-black ocean, with a distant coastal city emitting faint lights in the background. Above, the moon swings in the sky, obscured by a thin haze.