I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"There are still resentful spirits?"

Seeing that the mannequin disappeared from sight, Yumayumi Kotori stopped immediately.

She remembered the rumors recorded in the notebook about "some students saw the mannequins moving at night".

I thought it was just an old joke.

After all, this is a rumor that every school has had.

Her current state is not enough to support another spirit removal operation.

Therefore, it would be the wisest choice to leave the teaching building and rectify the situation before the resentful spirit did not notice him.

But it backfired. The terrifying model that had disappeared at the fork in the corridor seemed to sense the presence of Yuma Yumiya. He leaned back at the fork in a very humane way. After taking a look, he quickly turned and walked towards her.

"Is it inevitable?"

Tori Yumayumi showed despair in his eyes.

At this time, she ran out of talisman paper in her sleeve, the witch costume with the protection of the gods also failed, her spiritual power was depleted, and even her life hook was shattered.

Even his ankles were bruised, so he couldn't run fast if he wanted to.

"The great Akagi Hime-sama, I'm afraid your son of God can't continue to serve you..."

With a determined look in his eyes, and condensing the last trace of his spiritual power, Yumako Birdie calmly faced the anatomical model that was not far away, ready to fight to the death with the opponent.

"You're here, I'm looking for you everywhere..."

It wasn't until the creature model walked into the bright moonlight that Yumayumi the bird could see clearly...

The infiltrating model turned out to be hollow. After being split in two from the middle, it was worn on both sides of the body.

Sousuke Araki is the only one who can walk around the corridor in the middle of the night wearing this kind of terrifying thing.

"Senior Araki..."

Tori Yumayumi tremblingly pointed at the mannequin on the other side.

"Oh, you said this, when I came downstairs, it suddenly fell on me from behind the door, and then split in half, the size on my body was just right... It's just that the crotch was tight. ."

Sousuke Araki, who stepped forward, swayed the eye-catching existence under the crotch of the creature model recklessly.

"Please don't make such silly jokes in the future..."

Tori Yumayumi breathed a sigh of relief.

Presumably the previous rumor was that some students deliberately wore this thing to make a prank.

"Speaking of which, it's really hard to get rid of spirits. You can see how well you can do it."

Seeing Yumayumi, a little bird covered in stains and a messed-up image, Sousuke Araki couldn't help frowning and complaining.

This girl must have gone to the sewers.

Hearing these words in the ears of Yuma Yumiya, the taste changed.

Sure enough, Araki-senpai had seen it in the dark before.

The reason why I was so embarrassed was because I was too careless and didn't practice enough.

In the past, the spirit removal operations she experienced were nothing more than a resentment.

Who would have thought that there are so many resentful spirits hidden in this small school.

If you were a little more careful in the library, you wouldn't waste the god's protection on the witch's costume. Later, when you faced a few resentful spirits in the pool, you could easily solve it.

Kotori Yumayumi seriously reflected on it.

……

At the same time, Shibuya Police Station, a dedicated meeting room for Section 9.

Mochizuki Ayano and several agents from the information team were watching a set of videos on the projection screen.

"This is just sent from the research institute, the experimental record about the residual resentment of the suspected human-faced dog..."

Hearing the word "research institute", Mochizuki Ayano frowned slightly.

An experimental video was played on the projection screen.

An adult golden retriever was put on a black collar by the researchers.

After a few hours of fast release, the facial features of the Golden Retriever began to gradually appear anthropomorphic.

After playing it for a few hours again, the golden retriever with a human face started to speak like a human-faced dog.

After the collar was removed, the golden retriever returned to its original state.

"After preliminary experiments, the wearer of the grudge gradually acquired the human-faced dog's biological characteristics and corresponding exercise capabilities within 24 hours. The effect is currently confirmed to be reversible after the collar is removed within 24 hours of wearing. The possibility of the dog being resurrected has not been tested for a longer period of time, and it has now entered the short-term human testing stage. In conclusion, the effect of the grudge is in line with the characteristics of the human-faced dog, and it can basically be determined that the human-faced dog has died out.”

"Okay, has the research institute approved the report on the application for 'that thing'?"

Mochizuki Ayano looked back at the video again and continued to ask.

"At present, the approval process has reached the director, and it must be able to come down soon."

The agent on the side confirmed the process node in the computer and replied.

After all, everyone knows the relationship between the director and the person in front of him.

"Okay, when that thing arrives, we can move on to the next step."

Hearing this news, Mochizuki Ayano's face brightened a little.

"The information about the 2CH forum and the cases in the past two years is all gathered here..."

Another detective took a laptop and placed it in front of Mochizuki Ayano.

"Okay, I'll be here today, everyone has worked hard."

Taking over the computer, Mochizuki Ayano took the coffee beside her hand and drank it after several detectives walked out of the conference room.

"It seems that tonight is another sleepless night..."

As she quickly looked up the information on the computer at a glance, it seemed that there were countless windows playing different information, floating in the void with her as the center.

In each window, she imagined strange images with terrifying shapes.

At the bottom of the window is the corresponding 2CH forum discussion thread and the ID of the poster.

Flowing outside the window is a massive amount of paranormal case data and eyewitness intelligence.

She kept classifying the case information flowing in the void into the corresponding weird windows.

This is the information she can organize in her mind with the ability to remember.

"Besides the killing of the ghosts... The Rip Girl... The Eye of the Crack... The Turbine Granny... The Headless Horseman... The Death Courier... How many unknown existences are there?"

With the classification of detailed case information, her face became more and more ugly.

Because of her actions, it is equivalent to directly watching the live replay of countless victims being killed by strange and resentful spirits.

This kind of behavior consumes a lot of spiritual power and brain power, and at the same time bears huge psychological pressure. Even she can only review it once every six months.

"But... what is the relationship between the 2CH forum and these weirdness?"

After classifying the information, she carefully checked the popular discussion threads related to various weirdness.

Because some posts in the forum describe the weirdness too accurately.

When the anomaly of the 2CH forum was first discovered, Lesson 9 also considered the possibility that the untraceable and undestructable forum moderator IBM700 was manipulating the weirdness behind the scenes.

However, in the urban legends section of 2CH, there are millions of daily active users ~www.NovelMTL.com~ there are thousands of creation and discussion posts updated daily.

Many precise descriptions of the characteristics and rules of the same urban legend do not appear in one or two discussion posts, but in multiple discussion posts like pieces of a puzzle.

The ghost administrator, "IBM700", seldom took the initiative to post other than two years ago after he published a few mediocre fan adaptations such as "Break Girl" and "Human Face Dog".

More often, he is just diligently managing the posts in the forum.

The people who are really keen on creating and discussing these urban legends are not IBM700, but ordinary users.

As for the in-depth investigation of users who have posted related posts, it took the ninth lesson information group a full half a year, but found nothing.

Because according to the survey results, these users are ordinary people with no abnormality and no knowledge of supernatural events.

Because of this, Mochizuki Ayano can only update and organize the information on a regular basis, in order to find a breakthrough in countless clues.

"Could it be that it was always a mistake that our investigation focused on IBM700?"

Mochizuki Ayano quickly tapped her fingers on the table.

"There are still a lot of cases of organ loss, and there is no weirdness that corresponds to the characteristics. Is the scope of activities of ordinary resentful spirits so large... Or are they just ordinary organ trafficking gangs?"

With her high-speed thinking, sweat dripped from her forehead. She picked up the lollipop on the table and stuffed it into her mouth to replenish the sugar consumed by her brain.

In the mist of chaotic information, there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes staring at her quietly.

It was late at night, but no one slept.

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