This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 200 - 176. Doubts (8000 words achieved!)_2

Chapter 200: Chapter 176. Doubts (8000 words achieved!)_2

The pain quickly dissipated, replaced by a bone-deep warmth.

Sakura Miori opened her eyes and saw black streams of energy twining around Beichuan Si’s fingers, burrowing into her bruised and distorted calf.

Under her gaze, filled with utter astonishment, her calf slowly returned to its original shape.

Had it not been for the black sawdust still clinging to it, Sakura Miori might have thought the injury was just an illusion.

How did he do that?

What’s happening?

Who have I encountered?

A god?

Gulp—

Sakura Miori swallowed hard, her delicate little face full of amazement.

"Stand up and move around," Beichuan Si withdrew his hand, his voice still flat.

"Oh... okay," Sakura Miori subconsciously obeyed Beichuan Si’s command. She stood up, her snow-white and straight legs were just as before without any change. There wasn’t the slightest issue as she moved; there was no pain in her calf whatsoever.

How did he accomplish this?

Sakura Miori moved her legs while stealing glances at Beichuan Si.

To be honest, Beichuan Huili often mentioned that her brother was an incredibly powerful exorcist, an Onmyoji character.

Yet, none of the five believed her.

Now it seemed...

"I really owe Huili an apology," she muttered under her breath.

Suddenly, Beichuan Si’s face appeared in front of her, his gaze intense, "Owe Huili an apology? What happened to Huili?"

Uh—

Startled, Sakura Miori fell backward, sitting down on the floor with a thump.

Beichuan Si didn’t bother with her. After a moment of reflection, he seemed to grasp the meaning of Sakura Miori’s murmurings.

Sakura Miori had mentioned before that Beichuan Huili often talked about him.

So the conclusion was obvious; it was merely their disbelief in Beichuan Huili’s words.

Of course, who would believe that Beichuan Huili actually had a brother who knew how to deal with vengeful spirits?

"Let’s go, find the remaining three," Beichuan Si said.

Making sense of it, there was no need to stay any longer. There were still three people to find.

"...Okay," Sakura Miori responded, still somewhat dazed, nodding her head.

The two left the classroom.

Outside the classroom was a long corridor stretching left and right. They faced the staircase leading downstairs.

It looked like they were on the second or third floor.

Beichuan Si glanced at the pitch-dark surroundings, took out his mobile phone, switched on the flashlight function, and didn’t forget to look at Nishijou Kelian at his side.

Kelian immediately understood Beichuan Si’s intention.

She flipped off his back, scouting for something.

After about ten seconds,

Under Sakura Miori’s curious gaze, Nishijou Kelian’s plump hand gestured toward the stairs below.

"Let’s go. Stay close to me," Beichuan Si, holding his phone, turned his head towards Sakura Miori.

"I understand."

At Beichuan Si’s request, Sakura Miori instinctively drew closer to him.

Her gaze involuntarily lifted to Beichuan Si’s profile.

As Beichuan Huili always described him, her brother was a man of few words, someone who always seemed aloof and inscrutable.

Yet, in this moment... this unwavering presence, it indeed gave her a sense of security.

Furthermore...

Beichuan Si was indeed very handsome.

If one could overlook his all-too-cold demeanor, Beichuan Si was also a rare handsome guy.

People often have erratic thoughts in times of crisis, and Sakura Miori was no exception after such a life-or-death shock. Just as she pondered these thoughts, Beichuan Si spoke up.

"What are you looking at?"

Cough cough.

Sakura Miori coughed forcefully several times, reluctantly moving her gaze away, "Beichuan... Brother Temple... do you think we have a chance to escape?"

Beichuan Si turned his head and said, "As long as I find them before something happens to them, getting out won’t be a problem."

"Is that so?"

Sakura Miori spoke haltingly.

Beichuan Si was too reliable, she didn’t even know how to respond.

"Are you and Hui Li best friends?"

Beichuan Si asked as she descended the stairs.

"Yes... this thing was another girl’s idea... It was Sakurai Saki who suggested it."

"Is that so?"

The ringleader of this deadly game was found.

A dark glint flickered in Beichuan Si’s eyes.

"But Saki has no ill intent! She really didn’t mean any harm!" Sensing Beichuan Si’s thoughts, Sakura Miori hurriedly spoke up, "Saki suggested playing this game because all five of us were accepted by Kyubei High School, and she wanted to celebrate. She researched and prepared everything online, but all this was done without Hui Li knowing..."

Sakura Miori glanced at Beichuan Si apologetically, "Because she... always said you strictly forbade her from participating in such games."

"Mm." Beichuan Si responded indifferently, her voice betraying neither approval nor anger.

Sakura Miori was somewhat surprised, "Aren’t you angry?"

"For something like this, it’s not worth getting angry about in this place."

Beichuan Si turned her head towards her, "Once we’re out, we’ll have a proper talk."

A proper talk once we’re out?

Sakura Miori thought of Beichuan Si’s action of pressing down on the resentful ghost’s neck and smashing it down repeatedly, chuckled nervously, and dared not to say any more.

Seeing her quiet down, Beichuan Si didn’t say anything else either.

Right now, the most critical thing was to find the other three girls and get them all out.

This space was a lot stronger than the hidden workshop at the Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory. Even if Beichuan Si wanted to leave, it would probably cost her a significant amount of deathly energy.

Thus, if she was to leave, she could only do so by taking all four girls with her.

Carrying four burdens wasn’t conducive for Beichuan Si’s performance.

And—

Beichuan Si glanced slightly sideways, glancing at Sakura Miori beside her.

On her right wrist, there was a purplish-blue scratch.

It was very dark inside the room, so Sakura Miori hadn’t noticed it yet.

Beichuan Si and Sakura Miori headed down to the first floor, but in the staircase area there, they discovered a corpse.

Sakura Miori’s throat moved, she almost threw up.

The state of the corpse was so gruesome it made one shiver.

The body lay sprawled, apparently a long-haired female, chopped in half from the waist, with dark bloodstains dragged across the wooden floor, and insects swirled around her remains.

The corpse had completely decomposed, unrecognizable, emitting a foul stench.

Beichuan Si’s eyes flashed, and he approached.

He extended his hand and gently turned the body over.

With a hair-raising sound of skin being tugged, putrid corpse fluid also slid down.

Beichuan Si flipped the body over entirely.

She seemed to be a young woman around twenty to thirty years old, dressed rather attractively.

No wonder, not only little girls like Sakura Miori play the game of hide-and-seek with four participants.

As a supernatural tale raging among youth groups in and outside the city recently, the game had become very popular.

Of course, the consequence of losing the game was like this, dying a hidden death as a body here.

But what Beichuan Si still found strange was, why Kobayashi Seijiro, as a participant in the game, wasn’t pulled directly into this space?

Even Hoshino Nana, who played the game with him, didn’t enter this space.

This made no sense at all.

Beichuan Si stood up and looked at Nishijou Kelian.

This time, Kelian pointed directly to the left side of the school building on the first floor.

"Are my companions over there?" Sakura Miori asked, moving her gaze away from the female corpse.

Beichuan Si nodded, "If I’m not mistaken, that should be the case."

At the end of the left side on the first floor.

There must be someone still alive.

"Let’s go," Beichuan Si said.

"Yes." Sakura Miori followed Beichuan Si step by step, wishing she could spiritually bind with him.

Seeing this, Beichuan Si just shook his head.

He took out Jian Ding again.

Across the road... there seemed to be resentful spirits coming through.