This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 438 - 295: Having a Great Time (4000 words)

Chapter 438: Chapter 295: Having a Great Time (4000 words)

The trio’s shrill, piercing screams swiftly tore through the night sky!

Even the students waiting at the foot of the mountain to ascend heard those terrified cries.

They looked at one another in confusion.

The despair and unease in those screams definitely weren’t something that could be faked by any performance.

Was it really that terrifying?

Wasn’t it just the school’s setup and arrangement?

As they discussed amongst themselves with puzzled expressions, on another part of the mountain path, the face of the female ghost revealed a look of astonishment.

She opened her mouth as if about to say something, then saw Seki Naoya and the other two struggle free and start running forward in utter panic.

"Strange," Shenzhu Shihui tilted her head and pinched her chin, murmuring uncertainly, "Is it really that scary?"

But she quickly seemed to think of something, pulled out a walkie-talkie from her chest, and spoke into it:

"First group has gone up, Kelian, get ready."

After leaving these words, she turned off the walkie-talkie, then looked enthusiastically toward the downhill path: "This is pretty interesting. Okay! I have to do my best as well! So as not to let Beichuan down!"

She had decided to put her full effort into scaring people.

The scene shifted to the three people who were scared almost out of their wits, having run forward at least three hundred meters.

They looked back as they ran.

The pursuer had not caught up.

Seki Naoya plopped down in the middle of the road, his body drenched as if he had been fished out of water.

It wasn’t from the exhaustion of running but purely from fright, his body sweating profusely.

"That thing just now... was it an actor?" Ikegami Kazuki asked the other two, still shaken.

"Probably... right?"

Seki Naoya hesitantly finished and the three fell silent.

They thought about the ghost stories Shen Gu Mirai had told.

The terrifying doll in the dense forest at night, the white-clad ghost, and... the firefighter’s axe...

"Impossible, right? No matter how exaggerated, such things couldn’t really happen, could they?"

Their faces turned pale, those who had been skeptical were now halfway convinced.

Could it be that a vicious crime had actually occurred here?

Seki Naoya and the others panted heavily, then turned their heads to look around.

On both sides of the road were deep woods.

Bottomless, as if they could swallow a person whole.

It seemed the only thing they could trust was the light from the flashlight in their hands.

"Let’s keep going," Seki Naoya proposed, his scalp tingling.

They had no choice; they were already halfway, and the second or third group of students was probably starting to climb the mountain. No matter what, it would be too embarrassing to run back down now and announce with panicked faces that they had been scared.

That would be utterly undignified.

Of course, besides that reason, there was another more important one—

They didn’t want to walk back and risk encountering the white-clad ghost with its neck and head snapped at a ninety-degree angle again.

Could a human neck twist like that?

They tried their hardest not to let themselves think about such things.

Just when Seki Naoya and the others stood up, dusting themselves off to continue climbing the mountain—

The boy that Seki Naoya and Ikegami Keito didn’t know cried out in terror.

"What now?!"

Seki Naoya and the others trembled and turned around, shouting.

Under their gaze, the boy, his face filled with fear, held his head and slowly crouched down, saying in a voice so despairing it nearly broke into sobbing, "The doll... there’s a doll up ahead!"

A doll?!

Seki Naoya and the others turned back around.

Where there had been nothing before on the mountain path, a tattered, patched-up rag doll with a dirty face was now oddly placed.

It seemed to be standing, yet also seemed to be leaning against a rock, the posture very strange. A closer look suggested it might be a young girl in a desperate kneeling position.

Wait... a young girl? Why did I think it’s a girl? Why a kneeling position?

Wait a second—

Could this be the cursed doll?

Chatter chatter chatter...

Their teeth clattered uncontrollably as Seki Naoya and Ikegami Keito, their faces as pale as death, pulled up the boy who had collapsed on the ground.

Chilled to the bone, they were desperate to start running.

"Let’s go... it might just be something someone left behind... and... it might be a prop the teacher prepared," Ikegami Keito said, trying to suppress the fear in his heart.

It was indeed possible it was a prop the teacher had set up. If they simply walked around it, there would be no problem.

But it might not be!

After all, the appearance of this doll was truly terrifying, as if it really harbored a spirit within.

And they had reached the point of no return.

A cursed doll blocking the path ahead, an unknown white-clad ghost behind.

To move forward, they could still hope that the doll wasn’t alive, but to go back... that was almost out of the question.

With this mindset, Seki Naoya and Ikegami Keito pulled the boy along, step by step, moving forward.

Pat pat.

Pat pat.

Pat pat.

Their footsteps sounded cautiously, as if afraid to disturb the creatures lurking in the darkness.

They were getting closer...

Gradually drawing nearer...

Seki Naoya and the others had their hearts in their throats, their eyes fixed on the cursed doll on the ground.

If there was the slightest motion from the doll, they were ready to flee for their lives!

Never before had time felt so unbearably long. All they had to do was to lift their feet and walk past the doll... a mere few seconds’ journey felt like an eternity.

They were completely close now!

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