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"Takagi-kun, you are like a child."

"Can't you not use this?"

"Okay, listen to you, um--"

When some unidentified words came from Hanako's toilet, a horror atmosphere was lingering on the campus.

The arrival of night also awakens some beings.

In the school storage room, a headless human statue was moving slowly, with a little blood at the connection between its head and neck. Many people probably guessed why there were blood.

Just this morning, the statue was found pressing the school worker's head in the school corridor. The case was defined by the police as "a perverted murderer cut off the school worker's head and placed it on the statue", rather than "a perverted statue cut off the school worker's head and placed it on himself".

The headless statue walked in the uninhabited corridor, silent and silent.

It was really difficult for it to be so secretive with its body with plaster, and at the same time, Naohito Takagi had just come out of the toilet.

"Hanko is worthy of being Hanako. She feels that she is different from others, especially when she suddenly becomes smaller at the last moment, wow~~"

After meeting Hanako, Takagi Naohito felt that he had no regrets in his life.

By the way, he thought so when he was a child for the first time.

The journey from the toilet to the school gate is not far. Because it was late at night, Naohito Takagi needed to go through the school gate before leaving.

But there was a 'person' blocking his way.

Scream—

The sound of metal rubbing on the floor sounded right in front of Takagi Naohito. He stopped. Is there anyone else in the school at this time?

Probably not.

Soon, he saw the source of the sound.

The headless statue walked towards him shakingly with a fire axe. Takagi Naohito opened his mouth and wanted to complain.

‘This posture is a bit like the triangle head in ‘Silent Hill’.’

Most of the human body statues used in the school are male statues, and so are Takagi Naohito's school, but he remembers that he has a head, as if it is a common statue for Westerners.

Seeing such a strange scene, Takagi Naohito was not afraid. Do you think he only saw the legend of women in urban areas?

Don't be stupid, how could his luck be so good? He has also encountered many male urban legends, but he lacks interest in them.

Of course, he wouldn't hate them.

He raised his hand and greeted the headless statue, "Hello, sir."

The headless statue did not stop, but continued to approach Takagi Naohito. The moonlight outside the corridor shone into the window, illuminating the white body of the headless statue. It began to lift the fire axe as it walked.

The axe blade shines in the moonlight with a cold light.

"Sir, I have to remind you that this action is not friendly."

Takagi Naohito still smiled, which means that the headless statue still has a chance to regret.

Until the headless statue slashes the axe.

He has no chance.

Takagi Naohito's expression suddenly became serious from his smile, and he raised his hand to grab the wrist of the headless statue, then turned around and threw it over his shoulder with all his might.

A click.

The headless statue made of plaster was thrown on the floor, shattered and motionless.

Takagi Naoren picked up the fire axe and said to the broken headless statue: "This thing cannot be swung at others casually, don't you understand?"

No response.

When you encounter such a strange scene and have the courage to throw the statue over your shoulder, I'm afraid there are not many people in this world.

The headless statue had even worse luck and encountered the most difficult one among them.

"Oh..."

Takagi Naohito finally woke up and understood what he had done.

He squatted down and looked at the headless statue carefully, and said in extreme embarrassment: "Did I break you?"

Just like nonsense, the headless statues nowadays can be scratched by their hands at most, and the other parts have become plaster residue.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, can this be installed? I remember it can be glued together."

If the headless statue can speak, you must say "MMP". If you are not afraid, you will not dare to use force. The school worker yesterday was so scared that he sat on the ground and couldn't even say anything.

Unfortunately, after being smashed, this headless statue was ruined.

Takagi Naohito looked at both ends of the corridor, and finally confirmed that there was no one, he turned around and left the corridor in awe.

"I hope no one sees it, I don't want to compensate the statue."

If he told others that the statue would move by himself, he had to protect himself before breaking the statue. How many people would you believe it?

Anyway, the school teachers will not believe his nonsense.

Instead of this, running away as soon as possible is the right choice, just like Sadako's time.

You can't blame Takagi Naohito. When he was a child, he pointed to an aunt and said, "Auntie, there is someone behind you." Then he was scolded by that aunt.

Unless you believe that supernatural phenomena appear, Takagi Naohito will never tell anyone that he can see supernatural.

Walking on the way home, Takagi Shangren suddenly thought of something.

"Ah, I remember Miss Suzuki also believed that there was a supernatural existence. Can she see it?"

He quickly picked up his cell phone and contacted Suzuki March. The other party should have not been asleep yet at this time.

"Hey?" A hazy voice came from the other end of the phone. It seemed that Suzuki March had already slept before.

"I'm disturbing, Miss Suzuki, it's me, Takagi. I went to Ruyue Station yesterday, but I didn't expect it to be true." Takagi Naohito said with full vitality: "Well, I want to ask, can you see supernatural too?"

"No, I can't see it, I just...wait, can you see it?"

Suzuki March also felt energetic, and she stood up from the bed.

"I didn't say that, but I know there are urban legends." Takagi Naohito did not explain the truth immediately, otherwise he would have been exposed by himself.

"I just feel more sensitive than ordinary people, and I can feel something around me."

“Is there any?”

Naohito Takagi looked around and found that there were not so many urban legends.

He hoped to see an urban legend every day, but he couldn't even see Ginza Square and the otakus holy land Akihabara.

"Of course there is, if I hadn't been a little more courageous, I wouldn't know what to do."

Suzuki March got out of bed while chatting and poured a glass of water.

She glanced at the location of the wardrobe. Through the gaps in the wardrobe, she always felt something was looking at her.

Walking down from the bedroom on the second floor, there were also gusts of cold wind blew in the room.

Even when pouring water, she felt something was on the ceiling.

Suzuki March whispered: "They are everywhere."

Takagi Naohito scratched his head, OK, he didn't quite understand the feeling of 'they were everywhere'.

He really hoped that he would be in a state of "they are everywhere", so that he would laugh happily. By the way, they refer to all urban legends here, not male urban legends.

If you think wrongly, you will face the wall by yourself.

After the tactful chat, Takagi Naohito got straight to the topic.

"That's right. Actually, I've encountered supernatural phenomena, so can we find some time to talk?"

"Of course, you can decide the time. I have time as long as it is night."

"Then tomorrow night."
Chapter completed!