This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 162 - 157. Shen Gu Mirai will arrive at the battlefield in 5 minutes!_2

Chapter 162: Chapter 157. Shen Gu Mirai will arrive at the battlefield in 5 minutes!_2

After scanning through these comments, Beichuan Si opened his private message inbox.

It was filled with messages again.

Most of the messages were urging Beichuan Si to update, with some maliciously slandering him.

Excluding those two types of messages, there weren’t many left.

And this portion of messages was what Beichuan Si personally preferred, the ones related to supernatural mysteries.

Beichuan Si’s gaze swept downwards and then paused— a certain message caught his attention.

"A new urban legend? From Tokyo?"

Beichuan Si stroked his chin.

That reminded him.

He still hadn’t resolved the urban legend about the Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory.

Yoshida Ikufu, Seki Naoya, and the others hadn’t sent any messages these past few days, nor did he know how the investigation into Nakamura Ken’s affair was going.

However...

"It’s been so long, maybe something really did happen," Beichuan Si mused silently for a while, then his finger twitched and he clicked on the message.

"Hey, blogger! Do you know about the latest urban legend circulating among students in Tokyo? I’ll tell you the details of this creepy story now, hoping you can investigate and clear it up."

"It’s said that when you walk alone on the quiet streets at night, you’ll hear the distinct and unsettling sound of a metal bat."

"The sound grows louder and more intense... and when you turn your head—"

"You’ll see a swiftly descending bat aimed at your head."

Hmm?

Beichuan Si frowned.

Why did this story feel oddly familiar?

"It is said that the owner of the bat is a high school boy with a hideous face, his resentment towards his peers keeps him lurking near the streets of Bunkyo District. If he spots a high school student at night, he will first ask a question. If you don’t answer, he’ll smash your head open with his blood-stained bat, and if you do answer, he will leave. Two days later, you will die in an accident for no reason."

"Bunkyo District?" Beichuan Si’s brow furrowed further.

Wasn’t that where he lived?

Did such a thing really happen there?

Beichuan Si rubbed his temples and shook his head indifferently.

This must be a made-up urban legend.

Beichuan Si had lived in Bunkyo District for a month or two, had often returned home late at night, and had thoroughly scanned the surroundings with his "death qi" numerous times, but he never found any trace of malice.

"And this story... why does it seem familiar?"

To be factual, Beichuan Si had mentioned someone like Ishikawa Kaoru, a murderer chased by a bat, and this story felt like it was about that incident altogether.

"But how could there be such similar events in this world?"

Beichuan Si shook his head, casting aside these thoughts, and continued reading.

The next urban legend was also intriguing.

It was about Xucha High School, which Beichuan Si had visited a while back.

But urban legends at Xucha High School were numerous, and Beichuan Si wasn’t particularly concerned.

After all, everything that needed to be resolved there had already been taken care of by Beichuan Si.

But since he was idle anyway, it was no harm checking out this story known as "The Collapsed Iron Gate."

The tale mainly revolved around the incident involving the two forum owners, Yamakou Hideyasu and his partner.

Just a few hours after entering Xucha High School, both forum owners were carried out unconscious.

When some curious souls went down the path Yamakou Hideyasu had taken, they found the entire iron gate had collapsed to the ground.

Such a feat was beyond human capacity.

Exactly what the supernatural forum owners encountered inside remained known only to them, as no one else had the knowledge.

All utter nonsense.

Beichuan Si thought to himself.

The gate had been kicked down by his own foot, and he had carried out the unconscious bodies. Indeed, Yamakou Hideyasu had encountered a vengeful spirit, but this spooky tale was missing the mark completely.

The reason Yamakou Hideyasu and company didn’t disclose the full story was likely because they wanted to generate traffic.

And indeed, they had succeeded—their story even took the form of a spooky tale, how could it not be considered a success?

"But it was all my doing; such urban legends have no significance."

This message was undoubtedly yet another pointless spooky tale.

It’s like he, Beichuan Si, had become one of those urban legends himself.

Beichuan Si flipped through his phone for a while longer, but after finding nothing that caught his attention, he set it down and closed his eyes to rest.

On the other side,

Magong Tong had made a call to her family to let them know she was safe.

...

In just over an hour, time swiftly passed by, and upon officially arriving at the bus station, Beichuan Si didn’t engage in much conversation with Magong Tong. He simply gave a few instructions, and then they went their separate ways.

He returned to the Beichuan family home from the bus station.

The journey took Beichuan Si just over ten minutes.

"Finally back home," Beichuan Si muttered as he pulled out his keys to enter his house.

The Beichuan household was eerily quiet, not a single person in sight.

There was a note left on the table, written well in advance.

"Brother Temple, I’ll be visiting more art exhibitions recently to build up my foundation. I heard there’s also a youth competition coming up, and I’ll definitely do my best! My next goal is to become the ace of the Kyubei High School Art Club, so if you come back and don’t see me, that means I’ve gone to visit various exhibitions."

"Hui Li"

"This little girl," Beichuan Si chuckled as he glanced over the note a couple of times but decided not to dwell on it.

Although it was spring break, it made sense for Beichuan Hui Li to visit various art exhibitions as she planned to join the Art Club at Kyubei High School.

Naturally, Beichuan Si had nothing much to say about it.

Developing hobbies and cultivating sentiment was somewhat similar to his engagement with supernatural phenomena and investigating cases—they were like hobbies in their own right—

It might sound odd to say it like that, but that was indeed the reality.

Assured, Beichuan Si headed upstairs to his room, set down his nearly half body-height outdoor backpack, and sorted through his recent acquisitions.

He had managed to collect quite a few books and pieces of supernatural literature this time, and, combined with the previous investigation at Xucha High School, the top shelf of Beichuan Si’s bookcase was now completely full.

After neatly organizing everything, Beichuan Si picked up the Shinra Bell.

Ting-a-ling-ling—

The Shinra Bell’s chime was crisp and served to concentrate one’s mind.

Beichuan Si flipped his wrist over.

A colorful halo appeared on the surface of the Shinra Bell.

Within that halo, it seemed as if someone was deep in sleep.

Magong Yongshi showed no sign of waking up.

Beichuan Si didn’t care, however, and hung the Shinra Bell on an empty spot next to his desk.

After completing this action, a tiny figure suddenly burst out from his collar.

Nishijou Kurenai.

"You’ve been a big help this time too."

Beichuan Si extended his finger and caressed Nishijou Kurenai’s little head.

Nishijou Kurenai also comfortably hugged Beichuan Si’s finger, rubbing her little face against it.

Occasionally, having this kind of tranquility wasn’t too bad.

Beichuan Si withdrew his finger and stretched his neck.

He planned to go downstairs to brew a strong cup of tea to relax and loosen up his body, which had become somewhat stiff after spending several consecutive days in the mountains.

But before Beichuan Si could even reach for the door, his phone on the bedside table began to ring.

Beichuan Si halted his steps, snatched up the phone with one hand, and glanced at the name on the screen.

Shen Gu Mirai.

This little girl’s intuition was as sharp as ever.

Beichuan Si had only just returned to Tokyo, and Shen Gu Mirai was already calling him.

She was probably going to talk about the investigation of the Sanmu Abandoned Doll Factory that she had been on...

With that thought, Beichuan Si immediately answered the call.

"Hello? Is this Mr. Temple?" Shen Gu Mirai tentatively greeted from the other end.

"It’s me," Beichuan Si replied, his voice unchanged.

"Oh wow! It is really you, Mr. Temple! Hey, have you returned from Ibaraki Prefecture? Are you in Tokyo?"

"Yes, I’m at home right now."

Beichuan Si confirmed her guess, but he didn’t expect what Shen Gu Mirai would say next.

"Then, Mr. Temple, could you come downstairs and open the door in a while? I’ll be there in five minutes."

With that, the mischievous little girl Shen Gu Mirai hung up the phone.

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