This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 73. Not Broken, Really Not Broken——

Chapter 73: Chapter 73. Not Broken, Really Not Broken——

Beichuan Si stepped forward fearlessly, taking three strides in the horse stance!

Nakajima let out a brutal howl and struck fiercely, swinging a blood-stained firefighting axe directly at Beichuan Si’s waist!

At the same time, Suzuki’s jet-black nails transformed into blades, eerily elongating and directly stabbing toward Beichuan Si’s head.

Only then did Beichuan Si’s still body emit a crisp crack!

His body quickly lurched forward, his left hand enveloped in deathly aura perfectly caught Nakajima’s hand that was gripping the axe, while his other hand’s death-streaked black spikes gleamed coldly as both hands came together—

With a squelch, Nakajima’s arm, still holding the firefighting axe, was forcibly dislocated by his bare hands!

He kicked Nakajima away while twisting his wrist to catch the falling firefighting axe, swiftly spinning around using the force of the kick, the axe blade precisely cleaving Suzuki’s stabbing nails!

From a distance, one could only see Beichuan Si’s silhouette moving flexibly and swiftly, cleanly dislocating Nakajima’s arm and then catching the flipping firefighting axe to split Suzuki’s stabbing nails.

Without hesitation, Beichuan Si crouched down and rushed forward, the firefighting axe in his hands heavy with deathly aura, splitting Suzuki’s ghostly form, which was not very agile, in two with a single axe stroke!

Puff—

The blade entered the flesh, splattering foul-smelling black liquid!

Beichuan Si didn’t stop there; he twisted around and hurled the firefighting axe.

The thrown firefighting axe chopped into Nakajima’s head as he charged forward, and at the same time, Beichuan Si leaped up, stomping on the back of the axe!

Bang!

A crisp sound!

With the force of the stomp, Nakajima’s rigid head was instantly shattered by the blade!

"Phew..." Beichuan Si breathed out unflinchingly.

Baji Fist emphasizes explosive movements and quick decisions. Each of Beichuan Si’s movements was forceful and aesthetically pleasing, quickly disposing of the two ghosts.

The dark resentment was absorbed by the system and reported back to Beichuan Si—

But Beichuan Si also saw Nishijou Kurenai, stretching out a little hand, puffing her cheeks, and struggling to absorb the dispersed resentment from the air.

Could this little one also strengthen through resentment?

Watching the increasing golden aura encircling Nishijou Kurenai, Beichuan Si raised an eyebrow.

Only then did the system’s cold prompt come through—

"Firefighting Ghost Axe, Monster Hand Ghost recovered. Two low to medium level ghosts, 3 skill points."

The bodies of Suzuki and Nakajima transformed into dark streams of air and dissipated.

It seemed as if Nakajima’s regretful apologies still lingered in the air:

"I’m sorry..."

Beichuan Si didn’t respond because it was the obsession of the departed.

Perhaps Nakajima was regretting it himself.

Why did he bring his crew to Xucha High School, why didn’t he listen to Suzuki earlier, why wasn’t he more cautious...

But there are not so many ’why’s in this world.

The living must continue in this world, while the memories of the dead can no longer be conveyed to the living.

Beichan Si shook his head, tucked Nishijou Kurenai back into the scarf, and then turned his head to look at the two people who had fainted on the ground.

He had actually followed them upstairs later, only appearing when he saw the two cornered to a dead end by the two ghosts.

Originally, he had thought about finding an excuse to knock the two out, but he didn’t expect them to be so proactive in confronting him, so Beichuan Si didn’t hesitate and decisively knocked them out.

’This time can be considered a little lesson for them both.’

Beichuan Si thought calmly.

Without some genuine exorcism methods, frequent visits to such places would lead to trouble sooner or later.

Yamakou Hideyasu and Tanaka Takashi sought to profit from supernatural phenomena and make their forum famous, but at times, there were existences that ordinary people like them should not touch.

Thinking this, Beichuan Si did not hesitate to pick up Tanaka Takashi and Yamakou Hideyasu and head downstairs...

...

After removing Suzuki and Nakajima, the signals from electronic devices normalized.

Using the walkie-talkies on Yamakou Hideyasu and Tanaka Takashi, Beichuan Si contacted the workers outside.

He handed over Yamakou and Tanaka to the workers of the supernatural forum without changing his expression. Then, under the astonished gaze of those workers, he plunged back into the vast night engulfing Xucha High School.

The night was still young.

Beichuan Si was not ready to leave that simply.

Rather, it could be said that his exploration truly began after he had gotten rid of the two forum leaders.

"The time now... Next, to the library," Beichuan Si re-entered Xucha High School, raising his eyebrows and looking into the distance.

From the student cafeteria to the library, he had to cross through Xucha activity building, the playground, and the gym.

Looking from where he was, the road to the library was covered by at least sixty centimeters of weeds, and among them tangled some bushes.

As Tanaka Takashi had said, ten years were enough to change the entire look of the campus.

In ten years, the path from the student cafeteria to the library had long been covered by a vast field of grass.

This vast field of grass, illuminated by his flashlight, looked like swaying ghost hands.

He set off.

Beichuan Si felt a stir in his heart and stepped into the field of grass.

Accompanied by the rustling sound of parting the grass, Beichuan Si strode forward confidently, as if nothing ahead could stop him.

Nishijou Kurenai clung tightly to Beichuan Si’s neck, her big eyes watching everything.

The little fellow seemed somewhat excited.

Beichuan Si paid no attention to her overly exuberant mood.

After passing through the especially lush grass on the playground, Beichuan Si clearly felt the grass offer less resistance.

It seemed that the only thriving grass was on the playground.

Dragging his feet, Beichuan Si walked out of the grass and when he lifted his head again, an immensely dilapidated building loomed before him.

A weathered sign beside it bore these words:

Xucha Library.

"At last," Beichuan Si lifted his head.

The library wasn’t large, the roof was domed, and many tiles had fallen off—apparently two stories high.

Beichuan Si was right at the library’s main entrance.

However, the glass door had been completely sealed by branches half the height of a man.

It would be difficult for ordinary people to enter.

But that wasn’t a problem for Beichuan Si.

He had taken a small military dagger from Yamakou Hideyasu, perfect for cutting through these branches.

Inside... perhaps lay hidden the truth behind the Xucha High School fire ten years ago...

Beichuan Si took a deep breath, a dark expression flashing across his eyes as he held the dagger, marching toward the sealed entrance.