Latest website: Hearing the professor's words, Kengo Yamada stood up stiffly with a dark face, like a prisoner about to be executed.

Of course I knew there was no "people" in the first row.

In his eyes, in the vacant seats in the first row, there were several gray-white female figures sitting neatly, looking at the old professor "thirsty for knowledge".

This is when the old professor entered the door before, and followed him in.

Walking to the gray and white figures who were standing still, Yamada Kengo's forehead was covered in fine sweat.

Brushing the ground, the gray figures turned their heads and smiled at him.

It is a few "female classmates" with white faces and red lips.

Except for the rotten flesh and a large number of bones exposed, there is nothing wrong.

Under the urging gaze of the professor, Kengo Yamada bit his head and sat down.

He sat on the stairs of the classroom.

"Ahahaha, I twisted my waist at the club activity yesterday, so I can't sit on a chair with a backrest."

Seeing the strange gazes of the people around him, Kengo Yamada laughed exaggeratedly.

Happy philosophy class time is always fleeting.

With a strange look, Kengo Yamada, who managed to survive until the end of get out of class, quickly fled the classroom.

"Damn... can't I go back to my normal life for the rest of my life?"

He ran to the toilet in one breath and closed the door of the compartment.

With his back against the door, he finally calmed down a bit.

Recently, the mental pressure is too high, and he has some constipation.

Sitting on the toilet, he dialed someone's phone while exerting his strength.

"Senior Araki? Uh...I have to discuss with you about the things I can see dirty...what? You went to Kamakura yesterday, fought with giant snakes and stayed up all night, and now you are making up your sleep, let me I'll figure it out myself? Wait..."

Before he finished speaking, a busy tone of "dududu" came from the other side of the phone.

How can I solve it myself.

Thinking of this, Kengo Yamada touched his chest and felt a little more at ease.

There, a thick stack of talisman paper was placed close to the body.

That night, it was the burning light of the talisman that drove the female ghost away and saved his life.

Just as he settled down and tried to release himself on the toilet, a bluish-white, blood-stained hand slowly stretched out from under the partition.

"Normal heart, ordinary heart..."

Kengo Yamada stared at his phone, silently exerting his strength, not daring to turn his eyes.

"Is there... paper...?"

Don't talk, it's so noisy.

Seeing that he didn't answer, that hand slowly explored, extending longer and longer, almost touching the tip of his nose.

On the arm in front of him, a wisp of black air lingered.

According to the witch, this thing was different from what he had seen in the morning.

It's something called a "grievance".

"If you see a resentful spirit with black resentment, you must run away immediately."

The shrine maiden's earnest words still echoed in her ears.

But when I was released at a critical moment, Xiao He showed sharp corners, how to "run away immediately".

"Is there... paper...?"

The thing spoke again.

This time... the voice came from above.

Kengo Yamada looked up.

In the gap above the toilet partition, I don't know when, a middle-aged man's face lingering in blackness appeared, squeezing there crookedly, looking at himself with a smile.

"You...see...have...see...me..."

Brother, your hands are clearly below, but your head is above. This is unscientific.

Kengo Yamada, male, 21 years old, is facing the second major crisis in his life.

...

"Normal mind, Ping... Ping your sister!"

Facing the resentful spirit, sitting on the toilet, constipated for many days, and finally felt a little bit, Yamada Kengo, who was released at a critical moment and had nowhere to escape, ran wild.

"You perverted peeping wants a paper madman, don't you want paper, take it, take it all..."

He took out a stack of talisman paper from his pocket and put it on the hand beside him.

The talisman immediately burst into flames.

The light of the fire followed the hand and burned all the way to the end of the partition.

The man above the partition, howling in pain, slowly turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Seeing the resentful spirit howling in the firelight, Kengo Yamada's mouth evoked a strange smile.

Then, as the resentment turned into black smoke and dissipated, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter...

"Pfft... clap la la".

The repression for many days was finally released.

...

In the middle of the night, the moon is on the branches, and the campus of Shibuya University of Economics is dark.

An odd man wearing a hooded T-shirt, a windbreaker, and a long pack on his back sneaked out of the dormitory building.

It was Kengo Yamada.

Standing on the playground, he looked serious and breathless as he watched a figure rushing along the runway in the distance.

It was the ghost of the man with the javelin hanging from his abdomen who had run with him in the morning.

"After so many years of running, I'm tired."

According to the witch, although these spirits did not become resentful spirits, they stayed in the world because of the obsession in their hearts.

It only takes an opportunity to become a resentful spirit.

Their time, from the moment of death, stopped.

Kengo Yamada nervously took out a training wooden sword from the long bag behind him.

Different from ordinary wooden swords, this training wooden sword is densely covered with a layer of yellow rune paper.

Seeing that the man was about to run to his side, Kengo Yamada took a deep breath and held the sword in his hand.

In kendo practice, the most important thing is to be normal.

Holding the sword in his hand, the tension, anxiety, hesitation and uncertainty in his heart all turned into firmness.

"Congratulations, you reached the finish line and won the first place in this competition."

Saying so, Yamada Kengo slashed the bamboo sword horizontally, and met the running man's waist like a finish line.

A piece of the rune paper on the bamboo sword immediately ignited, burning the man to pieces.

"Senior Araki, this talisman paper is really effective, as expected from the Asakusa Shrine..."

Gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, Yamada Kengo took the bamboo sword back to his waist like a peerless swordsman, and left with a resolute expression.

Kendo club activity room.

Kengo Yamada took out the excuse that "something was leaked", looked for the key that Taishi Nanmu wanted, and opened the locker.

"Help..."

"I'm here to save you, it must be desperate to be locked inside."

He stabbed the man squatting inside with a sword.

As the flames burn, the world is quiet.

student cafeteria.

Kengo Yamada sneaked in through the window.

"The food in the cafeteria is always delicious!"

Saying so, he leaped high and slashed at the woman hanging from the ceiling.

As for the group of "friends and relatives" behind the philosophy professor, he didn't intend to hinder the celebration of other families.

"Shijing Great Environmental Purification Battle".

This ~lightnovelpub.net~ is a battle that belongs to Kengo Yamada alone.

Seeing a soul being freed by his sword, the fear in Yamada Kengo's heart gradually diminished, but instead gave him an extremely exciting pleasure.

After sweeping around the school, it was almost midnight.

After consuming nearly ten talisman papers, he set foot on the road back to the dormitory with satisfaction.

Passing by the downstairs of the girls' dormitory, he subconsciously looked up.

On that day, he accidentally bumped into the dance of the woman on the balcony, which completely changed the trajectory of his life.

In the middle of the night, naturally there will be no one on the balcony of the girls' dormitory.

Seeing the empty balcony, Kengo Yamada breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

Then, his eyes suddenly gathered on the corner of the rooftop of the girls' dormitory.

There, at an unknown time, a woman in a red dress stood quietly.