I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Just when Sousuke Araki was still studying hard, the boss of the "Gong Gao Ryu no Group", the red-haired high school student Natsume Kikuto, was also studying hard in front of the computer just like him.

"Damn it, I've already learned three shots, why is I still in such a bad mood."

Taking the tissue box, Natsume Kikuto's slightly sunken face glowed with the light of a sage.

In his eyes, there are always three words in Que: It is difficult to calm down.

"Damn Sousuke Araki, a mere convenience store clerk, how dare you do something like this to me... I'm going to post your photo on the 2CH forum..."

Last night, he was tortured all night by the convenience store clerk named Sousuke Araki, who led the "Phoenix Rampage".

Until now, he was still shrouded in the shadow of the humiliating night like hell, unable to extricate himself.

Of course, he only dared to talk.

The man whose words were full of criminality and was said to be the current leader of the Phoenix Runaways, named Ichimoto Palace, later threatened to come to the school to find him if he saw any related composite photos on the Internet again. Trouble.

The swelling, pain, bruises and hot chrysanthemums on his face were constantly reminding him of the horror of that man.

At this moment, an uninterested post in the corner of the urban legend section caught his attention.

"The "Hell Communication" that can only be accessed at midnight. If you fill in the unquenchable resentment here, the Hell Girl will appear, and the person you hate will be thrown into the abyss of hell..."

"Oh?" Natsume Kikuto glanced at the time, it was 11:50 pm.

In the mood to give it a try, he followed the content of the post and entered the URL in the browser.

Then, the browser displays "The page cannot be opened".

I refreshed it several times in a row, and the same result was obtained.

"Cut, is it really fake, is it even reluctant to do a pranking website?" Natsume Kiku was a little unwilling, even if he could vent his resentment on such a meaningless pranking website.

Just when he went to the toilet and was about to turn off the computer and go to bed, he saw the time in the lower right corner, which was exactly 11:59.

Subconsciously, he pressed F5 to refresh the webpage.

In the middle of the dark page, a flame suddenly burst out, as if jumping out of the screen.

Then, the words "Your resentment, I will remove it" appeared.

"It's really opened. It's to spoof that post, and it just went online?"

The webpage with a pure black background is extremely simple. Below the sentence just now, there is only an input box and a button that says "Send Letter".

"Are you entering your name here?"

Natsume Kikuto tried to write the words "Araki Sosuke" in the input box.

"Hmph, go die die die die die die."

The man's terrifying face appeared in his mind, his fingers holding the mouse trembled, and then he clicked the "Send Message" button.

After the webpage displayed the words "your resentment, I received it", there was no response.

"Is that so? I'm reluctant to do even a special effect, it's so boring..."

Just like a big rock thrown into the water with great effort, it was disappointing that not even a ripple appeared.

With that in mind, Natsume Kikuto prepares to go to bed.

When he turned around, he was already under a huge unknown giant tree.

Under the blood-like sunset, the Styx River flows silently, and the grass along the river moves slightly with the wind.

"You find me."

Natsume Kikuto turned his head, and a girl in a black kimono was standing under the tree at some point.

With long black hair like a waterfall, a pale and beautiful face, a pair of blood pupils stared at him quietly.

"I... am I not in the room? Are you... Is that legend true?"

Looking at the abyss-like blood-colored pupils, the demonic kimono with the other side flowers printed on it, and the few figures behind the girl whose faces could not be seen clearly, Natsume Kikuto sat down on the grass in fright.

"Turn into the Dao."

Behind the girl, an old man in black with a straw hat merged into her back like a shadow.

Next, the girl took out a black scarecrow tied with a red rope from her hand and handed it to Natsume Kikuto.

"Take it with you."

Seeing that the girl just kept the posture of handing out the scarecrow, and didn't mean to harm herself, Natsume Kikuchi stood up tremblingly and took the scarecrow handed over by the other party.

"When you really want to hate snow, untie the red rope above. Untying the red rope means that you have formally reached a contract with me, and the person you hate will be instantly exiled to hell."

The girl still maintained an emotionless tone and spoke calmly.

"Really...really?"

Hearing what the other party said, thinking of Sousuke Araki's flat face, Natsume Kikuto immediately came to his senses.

"However, after Xuehen, you have to pay the price yourself... Curse others to harm yourself, and after reaching the contract, your soul will also fall into hell."

"I... I'm going to **** too?"

Looking at the scarecrow in his hand and the red string like blood on it, Natsume and Kikuto hesitated.

"Of course, but after you die... your soul will not be able to enter the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and will always experience pain and hesitation in hell."

With those words still echoing in his ears, Natsume Kikuto has returned to his room.

Only the scarecrow in his hand is left, telling him that all this is not fake~www.novelmt.com~Death... After death, who cares so much about him... Sousuke Araki, give me death now! "

Without hesitation, Natsume Kikuto immediately untied the red rope on the scarecrow.

"The voice of resentment, entered my ears..."

With the sound of an old male voice, the scarecrow in his hand disappeared.

"It turned out to be true?"

Natsume Kikuto looked at the empty palm and looked around.

"Hmph... Now, that guy should..."

In order to confirm the authenticity of all this, Natsume Kikuto took out another mobile phone and called Sousuke Araki.

Suddenly, there was a blur in front of him, and the **** girl in a black kimono appeared in front of him again.

"Sorry... The one you hate can't return to **** for the time being... However, the contract has been reached. After you die, your soul will stay in hell."

"What? Aren't you the same as not doing things after receiving money? Don't you guys have no integrity?"

After being stunned for a while, Natsume Kiku was able to recall the meaning of the other party's words.

"Please don't compare us with those artificially made fakes that only mechanically obey the rules... Besides, the **** has been so sloppy recently."

After saying this, the girl disappeared without warning, as if she had never been in the future.

"Mosimoxi... Which one? Speak quickly, I am immersed in the ocean of knowledge and unable to extricate myself."

On the other end of the phone, a man's impatient voice came.

The surroundings seemed to be very lively, and a woman kept roaring coquettishly.

"Dudududu..."

Natsume Kikuto pressed the hang up button with a dull expression.

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