"Damn it… to use something like that to disgust us…"
"Is that all the seniors have up their sleeves!"
Wanting to rip out all the hair on the back of his head, the terror of Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kouhei after being slimed by the used konjac jelly lasted for less than two or three minutes.
After that, the terror instantly transformed into an equal amount of fury. The two scumbags, with distorted expressions and an aura of scum that would make gods and demons retreat, marched forward, desperately needing an outlet for their anger.
They were not disappointed. As the two passed the corner of the classroom corridor, preparing to go straight to the rooftop, a white shadow flashed past the wall.
"Hoh hoh! Did it finally arrive? The classic female ghost trope!"
The foot that was halfway up the stairs instantly retracted. A sinister smile appeared on Kitahara Iori's face—whether it was a real ghost or a fake ghost disguised by the seniors!
Today, he was determined to make a guest appearance as an exorcist, giving the ghost a unique social education using physical means!
"Kouhei!"
"Mhm!"
Harboring the same thought, Imamura Kouhei got Iori's idea almost seamlessly. The two immediately charged past the corner, and the female ghost was indeed waiting for them at the end of the corridor.
The long, narrow corridor filled with blood (fake blood pictures), the talismans rustling in the wind, and the white-clad woman with disheveled hair.
The terrifying tableau formed by these three things held no deterrence for the scum!
However, before making a move, Kitahara Iori humanely glanced at the female ghost's exposed legs, just in case the iron fist of an all-out fight landed on a girl.
Thick—!
It was undoubtedly the thick, elephantine leg of a rough man, and judging by the size, Iori could instantly recognize that the person playing the ghost was definitely Yuu, so there was nothing more to say!
"Yuu, thank you so much for your hospitality today. Prepare to die!"
"If you have any last words, you can say them now, so you don't go to hell looking like that!"
"…"
Miyazawa Yuu was not at all surprised to be recognized by the menacing scumbags who were holding self-acquired baseball bats and were ready to strike.
After all, they were roommates who ate and lived together. If the situation was reversed, these two would probably be instantly exposed if they tried to play a ghost.
Since he already knew that scum were immune to evil spirits, he never intended to solve the problem by scaring them or using violence, so even if these two wanted to exorcise him with force, it was fine.
"Thud!"
The wet sole of his foot stomped forward, and the deadlock between the two sides, which had been tense, instantly vanished due to this small action.
Kitahara Iori gripped the baseball bat, roaring with the satisfaction of a long-awaited revenge, and attacked head-on. Imamura Kouhei moved even faster, using a wall kick to teleport behind the female ghost for a pincer attack.
It was a good thing the walls were covered with bloody papers, or the shoe print he left with that kick would cost at least a thousand yen to clean up!
"Shine!"
"Hah…"
Blocking the sneak attack from behind, Miyazawa Yuu, instead of retreating from Iori's savage lunge, moved forward, embracing the opponent at the cost of taking a regular attack.
With the attacking distance shortened, Iori knew how many combo attacks Yuu was capable of in close combat, and his baseball bat held no advantage in a grapple.
So, without any hesitation, he immediately discarded the cumbersome bat, and his hands, bringing a rush of violent wind, locked fingers with Yuu's!
"Got you! Kouhei!"
"Oh!"
Shouting in response, Imamura Kouhei, with tears in his eyes, launched a shameless sneak attack on the hard-controlled enemy!
This was their burning-hot combination move! Although one person was guaranteed to be unlucky every time they used it, it was truly one of the best ways to defeat Yuu, who was otherwise invincible!
But…
"Iori, did you really catch me?"
Yuu's relaxed and cheerful voice rang out in his ear. Kitahara Iori suddenly looked up, meeting Yuu's victorious eyes beneath the long, wet, disheveled hair, and an ominous premonition instantly surged into his heart.
"Did you know? I'm not wearing anything today~"
"???"
His gaze slowly drifted downwards. Looking at the bulge under the white dress that wasn't far from him, the image of Kitahara Iori instantly became realistically depicted, the dense shadow lines outlining two simple words: "Fear"!
"Yaaahhh, no!"
Stunned for two seconds, he instantly let out a scream more tragic than Yoshiwara Aina's, turned his head, and ran. The level of terror was no less than the first time he was chased naked by the seniors.
"Eh?"
Unable to react in time, Imamura Kouhei didn't hear what the two whispered to each other, but the one thing he was certain of was that if Iori ran, he was definitely next for bad luck.
And even worse, because he had put too much force into his swing, he was now within the double judgment range of skill execution and the skill's cooldown (backswing).
In other words, unless the skill hit its target, refunding the cooldown and canceling the backswing, he couldn't even run away!
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in this world. With the constraint gone, the female ghost, who was in front of him a second ago, had vanished from the spot in the blink of an eye.
As his attack missed, entering the backswing, he could feel something poking his butt...
"Aahh…!!!"
His mouth wide open, all his pearly white teeth exposed to the air in a powerful scream, Imamura Kouhei seemed to understand why Iori had run so fast.
"Yaaahhhhhh!!!? Yuu, don't come near me!!!"
Throwing down the baseball bat and running frantically in the direction Iori had fled, Imamura Kouhei disappeared around the corner in less than two seconds. That direction led to the circular hall connecting the two school buildings.
"Done~"
Standing on the spot, pinching the konjac jelly he was holding, which was now warm from body heat, Miyazawa Yuu's wicked smile was impossible to suppress.
Sure enough, to scare scum, you have to deal with them using an even scummier method. This "man-lock-man, man-on-man" move was just the right amount of shocking without causing brain damage!
Now for Azusa-senpai side…
"Yaaahhhhhh!!!?"
Aina's sustained, drawn-out wail came through the air. It looked like things were going well on that side too. Miyazawa Yuu calmly pushed aside the wet wig and walked in the direction Kouhei had fled.
"Phew! Phew!"
Quick escape tip—When facing danger, if you have a companion, you only need to run faster than them, and when it's not an emergency, it's best not to run at full sprint, or even the best physical condition will crash and burn!
Gasping for breath, Yoshiwara Aina's physical stamina, while not on par with Iori's, was at least slightly better than Kouhei's, but her fast start meant she couldn't run very far.
Fortunately, looking back, the terrifying white-clad female ghost wasn't closely pursuing her for the time being, which gave her a moment to catch her breath.
"Aina, are you okay? That female ghost must be Azusa-senpai; don't be afraid~"
"Ha… I can't. I can't run anymore."
Leaning on her legs, her meager chest rising and falling, Yoshiwara Aina decided that whether the person behind her was Azusa-senpai or not, she would absolutely not turn back.
Looking around, she realized she seemed to have run into the central area, like the shoe-changing room. Usually, there should be a map of the school here!
"Chisa, let's take another route upstairs!"
"Mhm, I'm fine with whatever route, though…"
Patting Aina's back, Kotegawa Chisa reluctantly took the flashlight from her and shone it around.
However, for some reason, the beam of the flashlight suddenly became extremely unstable, flickering on and off.
"Is the battery dead?"
"What!"
Tears instantly welled up in her large eyes. Yoshiwara Aina didn't want to wander around in the dark, empty school building. What if the elementary school student appeared again!
"It's okay, let's go find Iori and the others. If the routes are symmetrical, we should be able to directly…"
Just as she was comforting Aina, Kotegawa Chisa slightly turned her head and heard something shrieking and rushing towards her from behind.
Before she could turn around to check, she felt a sudden tightness around her waist, and someone hugged her, spinning her around on the spot. The world in front of her instantly aligned with the opposite dark corridor.
"…Iori!"
Her scalp tingled for just a moment. As she saw the hands wrapped around her waist, Kotegawa Chisa's veins bulged on her forehead, and her anger gauge instantly maxed out.
"Are you trying to die?"
"Chisa! Haha…"
Still shaken, Kitahara Iori didn't know how he managed to precisely locate Chisa in the darkness, but perhaps this was the telepathy between a person in distress and their lifeline!
As long as Chisa was here, he didn't believe Yuu would dare to play the pervert with him again!
"That bastard Yuu was trying to violate me!"
"Who cares about you!"
Smashing the flashlight hard onto Iori's head, Kotegawa Chisa knew that Yuu had to be the one operating on the other side, or the two scumbags wouldn't have been so terrified.
The situation was now clear: Azusa-senpai was playing tricks on their side, so there were no ghosts at all! Everything was man-made!
"Kouhei, does your flashlight still have batteries?"
Just then, Imamura Kouhei, with eyes full of terror, also arrived, fashionably late. Seeing that he was still clutching the flashlight and hadn't thrown it away, Kotegawa Chisa decided it would be better for the four of them to group up and finish this game quickly!
"It… it still has some!"
"That's good. We'll go up the stairs from the central hall directly…"
"Pat!"
The familiar, chilling footsteps rang out again. Yoshiwara Aina's PTSD was instantly triggered, and she turned to look, only to see the white figure in the darkness swaying and walking towards them.
"Yikes!"
Her body reacted faster than her mind. She immediately took two quick steps, shielding Kouhei in front of her.