This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 280 - 216: Brother Beichuan, Save Me! (8000-word target achieved!)

"Escaped?"

Beichuan Si picked up a sharp piece of mirror from the ground, his eyes flickering for a moment before turning to look at other parts of the room.

The longhouse room remained unchanged, as always.

But—

What about the students and Qianye Cang?

Even if they had died here, there should have been bodies left behind.

But the longhouse was completely empty, with nothing but footprints and not a single trace of blood to be seen.

It was as if everyone had vanished into thin air.

There was only one explanation for this.

"Spiritual realm," Beichuan Si muttered to himself, looking around.

Indeed, Qianye Cang had protected the others and then lost contact, presumably pulled into the spiritual realm before he could say anything, directly losing contact with Qianye Yuki.

Now, the most critical task was to find the entrance to the spiritual realm.

"Mirror Apartment"...mirrors...

Beichuan Si approached the small circular mirror on the ground, or more accurately, he picked up the small circular mirror and looked at the patch of ground it had occupied.

From the spot occupied by the circular mirror, resentment twisted and spread outward.

"As expected, it’s here."

Using the mirror as a bridge, he temporarily connected the spiritual realm with reality.

Beichuan Si took a deep breath, his hands enveloped in a deathly aura extended flatly—

...

This was a desolate apartment.

Rusty iron gates, a chilling small courtyard, heavy black stains on the walls dense like human shadows.

The sky was even more ominously gray, as if the color was fading...

Constructed from these elements, the dilapidated three-story apartment looked sinister and terrifying from afar.

Three pale-faced boys looked around.

They supported Qianye Cang, whose body had been slashed, and looked around in panic.

If Beichuan Si were here, he would probably show a hint of surprise.

Because these three were acquaintances.

Changgu Makoto, who had just graduated from Kyubei High School, along with Seki Naoya and Ikegami Keito, who had just moved up to the third year.

These three had also been Beichuan Si’s underlings at Kyubei High, and they had gathered information for him during the recent Nakamura Ken incident caused by a factory’s reanimated resentful spirit.

Behind the scenes, Seki Naoya and the others were often maliciously called the "Demon King’s three lackeys" by some students.

They knew about this but didn’t bother arguing with those younger students.

The students’ statements were one thing, but another reason was that it was also the season for school admissions, and they had to work hard to get into better and nicer junior colleges.

They originally wanted to celebrate Changgu Makoto’s graduation, so they came up with this bad idea, a bad way to celebrate his departure from Kyubei, free from the Demon King’s control.

As a result, they hadn’t escaped the Demon King’s control before feeling like they were going to die here.

But the ceremony was proceeding fine until the moment everyone looked toward the mirror, when suddenly everything spun around, and when they regained consciousness, they found themselves in this completely sealed apartment building.

An apartment quite similar to the one described in the ghost story "Mirror Apartment."

"Changgu... are we really... going to die here?" Seki Naoya’s face turned pale as he felt uneasy about the unknown fate that was approaching.

Ikegami Keito supported Qianye Cang, who looked pale: "What do we do... Miss Cang can’t help us right now either."

"By the way, what the hell was that thing! I’ve never seen anything like it!" Changgu Makoto was also somewhat breaking down, feeling some regret in his heart for playing this game.

After arriving here, at the suggestion of Qianye Cang, they moved together. As they progressed, they saw a man...

In the man’s skull, there was a huge shard of mirror directly inserted, and his face, already split by the sharp mirror, was horrendously distorted.

According to common physiological knowledge, a person with a mirror shard embedded vertically into the brain would definitely be dead.

But this terrifying man was different.

Black liquid dripped from the stinking and purple wound on his forehead to the ground.

Neither steel pipes nor the sharp pieces of glass on the ground could cause him any harm, only the dark energy gathered between Qianye Cang’s fingers could cause some damage to him.

But that only injured the man, who then charged forward with a bloody cleaver in hand and slashed Qianye Cang.

Fortunately, Seki Naoya reacted quickly, and while Qianye Cang was injuring the man, he picked her up and ran wildly away.

Otherwise, Qianye Cang would truly have been hacked to death right there.

Now the four of them were hiding in a broken-down, dim, and poorly ventilated apartment room.

The sudden silence around them was chilling to the bone.

"Cold...quiet." Qianye Cang breathed heavily, fresh blood soaking into Ikegami Keito’s clothes as she sat on the ground, speaking in a certain tone, "Don’t worry, someone will definitely, definitely come to rescue us."

She covered the wounded area of her abdomen with her palm, the pain making it impossible for her to move a step.

The three men who heard her words had even more complex expressions, not knowing what to say.

Who could save them now?