This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 69. The New Bizarre ’Afterimage’!

Chapter 69: Chapter 69. The New Bizarre ’Afterimage’!

Perhaps the live stream audience couldn’t hear it clearly, but Beichuan Si, whose body had been enhanced numerous times, clearly heard the sound of wheels turning.

However, it was mostly masked by the old noises of the classroom door, making it indistinct for ordinary people.

"I’m planning to split up and explore this floor, Mr. Beichuan, you can just..."

"I can do it alone." Beichuan Si said calmly.

Now that he knew there seemed to be vengeful spirits here, Beichuan Si wasn’t in a hurry to leave anymore. After saying this, he went alone towards the corridor on the left.

This guy really is fearless.

Tanaka Takashi was somewhat speechless.

If it were other fans, they’d probably be dying to bind their souls to theirs.

But what about Beichuan Si?

He decided to act alone, decisively. With his expressionless face, he even gave Tanaka Takashi and Yamakou Hideyasu a subtle feeling of being disliked.

"Alright, let’s hurry up and explore, too," Yamakou Hideyasu said casually, pulling out a bottle of mineral water from his backpack and tossing it to Tanaka Takashi.

He adjusted his equipment a bit before lowering his voice and rubbing his hands, continuing to say:

"I have a feeling there’s something off about this place, different from when we came during the day, like there really is something watching us."

"Ha ha, have you caught the bug from Beichuan too? ’Something really watching us,’ it’s all just an illusion, man. Haven’t we already been to all those famous spiritual spots without anything happening? Don’t scare yourself." Tanaka Takashi laughed loudly, grabbing the mineral water and feeling his way to the left.

Seeing this, Yamakou Hideyasu couldn’t help but shake his head, thinking he was indeed being overly suspicious, and followed along.

Xucha activity building once again fell into dead silence, with only the echo of footsteps gradually getting farther...

...

Whoosh!!!

Dust fell down.

Beichuan Si covered his mouth and nose with one hand and expressionlessly slid open the last folding door.

"It seems that most of the club classrooms were empty back then," Beichuan Si scanned the classroom and felt somewhat disappointed.

Besides the serious accumulation of dust and cobwebs on the ceiling, the classroom generally maintained its appearance from ten years ago.

Due to the lack of cleaning over a long period, black and green mold spots had formed on the walls.

Illuminated by his flashlight, they looked like eerie, twisted faces.

"Hmm?" Beichuan Si’s brow lifted as he lowered his flashlight—

He saw a man with a hideous face, dressed in a white shirt, squatting in the corner of the wall, who for some unknown reason, was staring intensely at him with eyes devoid of any white!

This scene was enough to send chills down one’s spine, but it brought more a sense of curiosity to Beichuan Si.

It was clear the man wasn’t human, but Beichuan Si also didn’t sense the presence of a spirit from him.

Beichuan Si didn’t hesitate to walk over, instinctively reaching out to touch...

Whoosh—

Like a breeze blowing past, the pale-skinned man disappeared, leaving only a yellowed, blood-stained note on the ground.

System prompt: You’ve discovered a new anomaly ’Residual Image’—A residual image is a shadow formed by the strong yearnings of a person before their death. It is non-aggressive toward people. Based on the strength of these yearnings, they are divided into those that can be seen and those that cannot by ordinary people.

The system’s prompt this time was not sparing, providing not only the name of the anomaly but also a detailed explanation.

In other words, this kind of yearning left by someone before their death bears no aggression.

The ghostly figures discovered both abroad and domestically were probably all such aggregates of ’pre-death yearnings,’ which is why through the ages there have been so many sightings of ghosts without subsequent accidents.

Beichuan Si walked forward, picking up the bloodstained yellow paper, and gazed intently at it.

The writing on it was no longer clear, but Beichuan Si could just make out that the person who had written these words was the same person he had discovered the yellow paper on the first floor.

On the yellowing piece of paper was written:

"Nakajima has gone mad! Over a trivial disagreement, he actually took a fireman’s axe and killed Odaka! Blood... There’s so much blood! So much, so much blood! Damn it, damn it, damn it! I can’t die! I can’t die here!"

If it wasn’t for me coming to scope out the activity building ahead of time, maybe that guy would have..."

The rest of the writing was obscured by bloodstains.

Beichuan Si furrowed his brow tightly.

From this paper, it was apparent that this Nakajima person had some conflict within the group, then pulled out a fireman’s axe from who knows where and killed someone. The author of this diary had also instinctively fled to the activity building.

"There must be malevolent spirits at work here..."

After all, no matter how severe a conflict, ordinary people do not think of wielding a fireman’s axe.

Nakajima’s violent actions had clearly been guided by vengeful spirits.

"So the pale-skinned youth from earlier was the author of the diary?" Beichuan Si picked up the paper, looked it over back and front, then eventually shook his head and put it back inside his chest.

These could all later be used to enrich the content of his "Urban Supernatural Tales" homepage, and he certainly wasn’t going to pass that up.

"It’s a pity I didn’t take a photo just now, otherwise a clear ’spirit’ picture would have been captured." Beichuan Si felt a bit of regret.

But it didn’t matter, Xucha High School had a rich history, and he should still be able to find a ’spirit’ that would satisfy him. Taking a joint photo with it later shouldn’t be a problem.

He shut the door again and took Nishijou Kurenai, who had been scratching his face, out, placing her on his shoulder and instructed,

"Hold on tight."

Nishijou Kurenai nodded her small head, then became limp again, sticking to Beichuan Si’s shoulder.

It was indeed time to let the child get some fresh air and move around, always being wrapped in a scarf wasn’t too good.

While Beichuan Si thought this to himself, he had already arrived at the stairwell at the far left of the second floor.

From here, one could see the half-collapsed rubble at the stairwell entrance on the first floor.

Beichuan Si massaged his temples and then looked up.

The path to the left wasn’t blocked this time, the pitch-dark corridor entrance is only illuminated by Beichuan Si’s flashlight, looking particularly eerie.

He once again explored each of the club classrooms for a while and, upon finding no discarded pieces of paper, slowly made his way to meet up with the others, Tanaka Takashi and Yamakou Hideyasu.

"Mr. Beichuan, did you find anything?" Tanaka Takashi brightened up upon seeing Beichuan and waved at him.

"Nothing." Compared to Tanaka Takashi’s enthusiasm, Beichuan Si’s response was very terse.

However, Tanaka wasn’t annoyed by his expression and triumphantly pulled out a peculiarly bound doll:

"Look! This is what Yingzhu and I found in the other classroom. This kind of doll must be a curse doll, right? It’s probably from previous students at Xucha High School... Beichuan, what’s that on your shoulder?"

Tanaka Takashi’s voice grew softer and softer, until at last, he was distracted by something on Beichuan Si’s shoulder.

It was a small ragdoll.

Its body was covered in ferocious patches like scars; its facial expression was strange, seeming both like it was laughing and like it was crying.

Under Tanaka Takashi’s gaze, the doll’s eerie eyes suddenly swiveled—

and disturbingly fixed right onto him!

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