"Oh? What do you mean, Sousuke Araki is deliberately avoiding..."

Looking at Junko Kato who meant something, Abeji raised his eyebrows and seemed to understand something.

"Yes, he must have a hard time deciding, so leave time and space so that we can decide for ourselves who is qualified to 'challenge' him tonight..."

Junko Kato smiled sweetly, and a touch of seductive pink surged on the snow-white skin that could not be covered by the wide kimono: "So... let me see if your sword is sharp enough..."

"Hey, is it cultivation aimed at real people, or..."

Looking at the graceful Junko Kato, the look in Abeji's eyes began to fade away quickly, leaving only the infinite void and emptiness...

"...What Araki Sousuke can do, so can I!"

...

"Yeah... see the convenience store with the 36f three-point girl at the intersection... that's right... just turn right there..."

Inside the huge smoke-filled telephone booth, Oida Moto was standing in front of the old-fashioned telephone with his head lowered and motionless, grasping the receiver and saying something softly.

"It's hot... it's so hot... the gold sticks are all burnt out..."

"Cough, cough...I can't breathe at all..."

"Quick...call someone to save us..."

Countless charred figures protruded from the inner walls of the phone booths in all directions, whispering despair and pain in his ears...

A colorful barrier like a bubble in the sun, exuding the breath of the sea, the sky and the earth, covered the surface of Oida Yuan's body, so that those figures could not completely drown him.

"Xiaojing-kun... wake up... don't be fooled by this weirdness!!!"

Not far behind him, nun Nya was kneeling on the ground feebly, maintaining the rainbow-colored barrier, and screaming weakly.

Half an hour ago, Doman Ashiya, the "Evil Great Onmyoji" summoned through "Resurrection of Real Name", using Oida Moto as a medium, set up a "nine-character engraving" to support the living space for the two of them.

However, a minute ago, this "nine-character engraving" was finally exhausted by those endless charred arms.

In order to protect the two of them, Nia spent the spiritual power she had managed to recover, and was crowned "Shield of Achilles" under a pseudonym, laying down the last barrier in front of her.

However, since the "nine-character engraving" disappeared, Oida Yuan suddenly "woke up".

No matter how Nia called, he did not answer.

Just like a puppet, under the confusion of these resentful spirits that looked like scorched corpses, he slowly and firmly picked up the microphone on the ground, came to the phone, and dialed a certain number...

"This phone booth, it's only a matter of time before we die..."

And Niya, whose spiritual power was exhausted and who was struggling to maintain a barrier in the erosion of these "murmurs of death", could only watch his "call for help".

"But...why..."

In a state of spiritual exhaustion, her brain became extremely clear.

"This thing, try to control the people inside and connect with the outside world anyway?"

Oida Yuan, who was repeatedly manipulated and walked towards the phone...

"Exactly... is it trying to lure new prey..."

The victims who kept calling all the way...

"Or, are there 'rules' that must be done?!"

A lot of documents and belongings dropped in the phone booth...

Little by little details gradually converged in her mind.

From the very beginning, these arms that could have easily taken Oida Yuan's life only took control of his body and wanted him to "make a phone call".

"So...this phone booth looks weird..."

The only explanation is that the resentful spirit hidden outside the phone booth did not come for the lives of the two at all!

Countless panicked people were forced to retreat here by the spreading fire, and the picture of anxiously calling for help in the phone booth appeared in Niya's mind...

But they waited until the last moment when life died out in the fire, smoke and heat, and no one came.

Even the phone booth that was originally here has long since been reduced to ashes in the fire.

"Did it condense the spirit of the grievances who were burned to death in the fire, and was born with the obsession to ask for help?"

They followed the obsession of the last moment before death, and constantly wanted to ask for help from the outside world through the only phone booth...

Even if the people who come here can't help, but just stay as a company, it can slightly ease their endless pain.

"So, what happened to the previous victims who didn't leave any bones and seemed to evaporate from the world..."

Biting her lower lip lightly, Niya kept recalling what Oidamoto said when he was awake.

"Received a call from Suzuki-kun and came to rescue him..."

In the face of weirdness, the strength of the spirit remover is not the most important.

"As soon as I opened the door, I found Suzuki-kun, who was in the phone booth, but disappeared, leaving only a pile of clothes..."

Keep a cool head, crack the rules and do the right thing before your life is swallowed up...

Even if some actions seem absurd or almost self-mutilating at times, it is the only way to save one's life.

"Received a call...opened the door...disappeared...calling for help...the person who received the call came back...wait..."

Suspected rules began to be connected in Niya's mind~lightnovelpub.net~ to form a clearly visible "killing closed loop"...

"As soon as the door is opened...it disappears...that's why, as long as the person who came to rescue opens the door..."

The fine beads of sweat kept coming out of her forehead, making the brown-red hair stick to her head.

"The people in the phone booth will be swallowed up by the 'rules', and this phone booth will also get new 'objects for help'!!"

She, who is experienced in removing spirits, quickly deduced the most likely "rules" for this phone booth.

"Uncle Father taught me the right lesson before. As a spirit remover, I'm still not cautious enough... Really, I'm self-inflicted."

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"If I can detect it before I fall into this weird 'killing loop'..."

Originally, Nia only planned to carry out the once-a-month spiritual removal commission to meet the regulations of the Soul Removal Association.

He arrogantly chose a "slightly interesting" mission at random, but he didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

If he didn't have a quick mind to rescue Oida Moton, but chose to watch from the sidelines, he might be able to stop the next victim from outside.

After that, he only needs to notify the official agency to seal the park permanently, and at the expense of Oida Yuan as the last victim, this weirdness can be completely ended.

After all, for any official organization, giving up a life that is uncertain whether it can be saved or not, and permanently sealing a weirdness, is more valuable than 688 charge-one-get-one-free.

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