This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 204 - 178. I’ll Let You Be The Big Brother! (8000 words for monthly pass!)_2

Chapter 204: Chapter 178. I’ll Let You Be The Big Brother! (8000 words for monthly pass!)_2

Just as she hung her head in despair, Beichuan Si’s indifferent voice rang out again:

"However, as long as they are still breathing when I find them, I won’t let them die. I can still assure you of that."

The aura of death lingered around him amounted to one hundred ten or more, treating two more people wasn’t much of a matter.

"Brother Temple..." Sakura Miori looked over with gratitude.

Beichuan Si nodded silently and then stopped talking.

He had only spoken offhand to give Sakura Miori a verbal lesson.

Beichuan Si didn’t want to see them involved in any kind of spirit ritual game again.

He believed that Sakura Miori had deeply learned this painful lesson.

Of course, a verbal lesson was one thing, but when it came to action—Beichuan Si never went easy because of gender.

They quickly arrived at the bottom of the annex.

This building seemed not yet to be tainted by malice, and the tightly shut door was kicked open by Beichuan Si.

The moment the three of them entered, a cluster of running footsteps echoed from the staircase on the other side.

The footsteps were dense, indicating there was more than one person.

Beichuan Si and Sakura Miori exchanged a glance and, without coordination, moved toward the stairwell.

...

"You won’t be in trouble! You absolutely won’t be in trouble! Ai!" Sakurai Saki screamed her lungs out, cheering on her close friend.

Tears streamed down heavily.

All she felt now was regret upon regret.

Why did she engage in such a game? There were other ways to celebrate their academic advancements! Why did she choose this?

Otomoto Ai behind her was coughing up a lot of blood, and there was a clear wound on her neck.

The cut wasn’t deep, nor was it very large, but it had injured the trachea.

Cough cough cough—

Otomoto Ai coughed up more blood.

Sakurai Saki’s back was soaked red with the blood she had coughed out.

Not far behind them was a male child spirit holding a blood-stained pair of scissors.

It must have been that long pair of scissors that had entered Otomoto Ai’s throat, but it couldn’t have been very deep, or else Otomoto Ai would have died long ago.

He licked his blood-red lips, leisurely trailing behind Sakurai Saki as he muttered meaninglessly:

"Big sister... hehehe..."

Otomoto Ai’s face grew even paler.

"...Let me go... Saki..."

Her words were slurred, and Otomoto Ai’s head lolled to the side as she breathed out heavily.

"Don’t be scared, don’t be scared, Ai, we will definitely get out together! We’re going downstairs now, we’ll be downstairs soon!" Sakurai Saki clenched her teeth, crying and comforting.

Ahead was the staircase leading down one floor, as long as they got down to the first floor and fled the building, they would be safe!

Then...

"Then we’ll go back together... together to the cafe... to drink... with Hui Li, Miori, Nanako and the others... sing... sobs... sing karaoke, Ai..."

Sakurai Saki’s tears gushed out unstoppably as she forced herself to jog forward.

She was sorry for Otomoto Ai, if not for her own mistake, the other would not have suffered such serious injuries.

"Listen to me... cough cough... letting me go is the wisest choice, I’m almost at my limit... you idiot..." Otomoto Ai’s lips were stained red with blood, and her usually astute and calm eyes were gradually dimming.

Sakurai Saki, devoid of any ladylike composure, cried and howled:

"I’ve always been like this... I’ve ALWAYS been!!!! You won’t convince me. Please... Ai, please survive. I’m begging you... sobs—"

Sakurai Saki was sobbing bitterly.

The boy spirit lingering behind them seemed to have had enough of the scene, he cackled, and in a flash, lunged forward, aiming the pointed scissors at Sakurai Saki’s neck!

This strong and swift strike was something Sakurai Saki couldn’t dodge given her current physical state.

As the boy spirit descended—

He was kicked back into the shadows by someone.

It was a young man with short hair, delicate features, and a hardened look in his eyes.

As she stood there dumbfounded looking at him, the young man adjusted his collar:

"Kelian, help me hold it off for a while, there’s an injured person here."

Sakurai Saki’s eyes widened.

She saw something emerge from the young man’s collar...

A small doll?

The little doll somersaulted in the air but failed to land properly, its head hitting the ground first.

Just as Sakurai Saki was about to say something, she suddenly felt lighter as Otomoto Ai was picked up by the young man.

"You..."

"Saki!"

Sakura Miori had managed, with difficulty, to help Takiyama Nanako over from the stairs.

"Miori?! How did you—"

For a moment, Sakurai Saki was too stunned to react.

"He’s Hui Li’s brother! He’s come to save us!" Sakura Miori exhaled and gazed intently at the crouching figure of Beichuan Si.

Seeing the black aura surge from his hands again relieved her.

She had already experienced the effectiveness of that black aura; it was exceptionally good at healing physical wounds. As long as Beichuan Si took action, Otomoto Ai would definitely be fine, at worst passing out for a few days due to blood loss.

"Hui Li’s brother? The one Hui Li often talks about?" Sakurai Saki was surprised, and then as if realizing something, she said, "That won’t do! Ai’s injuries are severe; we must get her to the hospital immediately!"

Sakura Miori gave her a reassuring look and nodded confidently, "Don’t worry. As long as Brother Temple is on the case, there’s nothing he can’t handle."

Eh?

The familiar phrase made Sakurai Saki’s eyes widen. She couldn’t help but look back and forth at Sakura Miori in front of her, and when she confirmed that it really was Sakura Miori, and not Beichuan Hui Li, it threw her into confusion.

How did Sakura Miori become a ’Temple Brother’ fan too?

Sakurai Saki shook her head:

"That won’t do; it’s not a normal wound. It needs disinfection and surgery!"

"It’s okay, listen to me. Temple Brother is unbeatable. There’s nothing out of his reach!" Sakura Miori was brimming with confidence.

"...?????" Sakurai Saki blinked several times in astonishment.

Are you also a ’Temple Brother’ fan?

She couldn’t help looking back at Beichuan Si again.

The vengeful spirit of the boy returned.

But the plush toy that had been flung out earlier was now entangled with the spirit. Its round and fluffy arms looked soft, but they were pummeling the ghostly child into emitting pitiful cries one after another.

What on earth was going on...?

Sakurai Saki’s gaze became vacant.

About five seconds later, she heard Beichuan Si’s nonchalant voice:

"It’s done."

Done?! What do you mean it’s done? Is Otomoto Ai okay? Is she done?

She moved closer to Beichuan Si.

She saw that the wound on Otomoto Ai’s neck had somehow healed, with some dried blood scabs clinging to the smooth, unblemished skin.

Even Otomoto Ai herself was staring in astonishment at the young man holding her.

She weakly touched her neck, and at the moment she realized that the original gash had indeed vanished, her eyes widened, and with a hoarse voice, she exclaimed:

"How is this possible?!"

"Nothing is impossible. Did you think anything like this would happen before you came here?" Beichuan Si’s tone was light, but the conscious girls around could detect the faint sarcasm in his voice.

A group of troublesome young girls.

If it weren’t for Beichuan Hui Li’s phone call, these little girls might have met their demise in such a place.

Beichuan Si sighed inwardly.

Regardless, he couldn’t just watch these young girls die.

Out of the decency of a normal person.

Out of the fact that they were his sister’s best friends.

Beichuan Si could not allow them to die.

Next was the little boy’s spirit.

Beichuan Si called Nishijou Kurenai back and looked at the young boy.

The boy’s head was deformed by some impact, looking gruesome and terrifying. As soon as he saw Beichuan Si eyeing him, he opened his maw wide, smiling sinisterly,

"Big bro—"

Before the last word could leave his lips, he was silenced by Beichuan Si, who stretched out his hand and grabbed the ghostly child’s neck without any expression.

Sakurai Saki and the others could even see the astonishment in the boy’s eyes.

Sakura Miori seemed to sense what was coming.

Then—

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

Beichuan Si pounded while asking in a cold voice, "Big brother, is that right?"

I’ll give you big brother!

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