This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame-Chapter 596 - 374: The Promise in the Distance (4000 words)

In the afternoon, after class.

Today, the class at Beichuan Si was also actively preparing haunted house props.

It must be said, Japanese high school students are quite skilled with their hands.

Some students were helping to sew costumes, while others, following online guidelines for haunted house props, made severed hands and limbs with artificial blood plasma.

However, although their manual abilities were passable, the props still had a distinct cheapness to them.

The silicone-filled severed hands placed where there was a bit of light were obviously fake.

And the most important thing was...

None of the students working on the props dared to speak; they were all stiff and their scalps tingled.

Because after class, Beichuan Si didn’t leave immediately but just watched them with a calm demeanor.

That ice-cold, almost cannibalistic expression nearly made some of the young girls working on the props cry.

What was wrong with Beichuan Demon King today? Why did he bother to stay and watch them make props? Why hadn’t he gone home?

Could it be that he was about to harm his classmates?

The more they thought about it, the less control they had over their actions.

The entire production scene was silent; no one dared to make any sudden moves, and everyone hoped Beichuan Si would leave soon.

The next moment, Beichuan Si picked up his bag and stood up.

Seeing this familiar gesture of going home, the few girls working on the limbs couldn’t help but cheer softly.

Then—

Their cheers turned into dead silence as their expressions of surprise instantly morphed into looks of grief.

Because Beichuan Si hadn’t left but, seemingly attracted by the commotion, walked slowly towards them.

As he walked, he fumbled in his shoulder bag.

With a click,

Beichuan Si stopped, took something out from the bag.

Then he stuffed it into the hands of the girls, and said calmly, "You guys keep this."

After saying this, Beichuan Si left the classroom with his backpack.

Watching his retreating figure, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, including those few girls Beichuan Si had handed stuff to. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

The pressure Beichuan Si brought was too overwhelming; with him there, they hardly had the mindset to work on props.

Speaking of which, what were the things Beichuan Si had given to those girls?

Someone couldn’t help but look curiously.

Then—

A scream of terror echoed from the classroom:

"Hands! Severed hands! And a human head!!!"

Indeed.

The items Beichuan Si gave to the girls were realistically severed hands, human heads, and fingers...

The girls holding these objects fainted on the spot, and at the moment of her collapse, the artificial blood plasma was spilled over her body.

The floor was covered in ’splattered blood’.

For a moment, there were screams all over the classroom, and some people were even frantically trying to run out.

Their appearance naturally attracted the attention of the students from the neighboring class.

The students from the neighboring class also curiously glanced at Second Year A.

Then...

Another scream of terror erupted.

On the other side, already at the hallway, Beichuan Si’s expression shifted and he glanced at the Nishijou Kurenai doll nurse outfit still in his bag.

He couldn’t help but shake his head.

The day before yesterday, when he told Nishijou Kurenai to join him at the Kyubei Festival, the little one stayed up all night to hurriedly make these little props.

Those lifelike dummy heads and severed limbs were all made by her alone at home.

Including the blood-stained doll nurse outfit now lying in his bag, which she had sewn herself.

Magong Yongshi had mentioned, the little one was now going to make him a doctor’s outfit.

Seeing how hard Nishijou Kurenai was working, Beichuan Si naturally didn’t want her efforts to go to waste, so he brought these props she made to school and gave them to his classmates.

"I wonder if those classmates are satisfied," Beichuan Si mused, resting his chin on his palm.

Honestly, having seen the actual props, he thought Nishijou Kurenai’s craftsmanship was average and the props looked not so terrifying; he didn’t know if his classmates would actually use the things Kurenai made.

"Anyway, it’s all good," Beichuan Si glanced at the caller ID and continued walking.

...

Regardless of the situation at Kyubei, Beichuan Si came to the lakeside park again.

And at the lakeside park, a mature young woman was chewing gum and sitting without any manners on a bench, greeting Beichuan.

This woman was naturally Gangye Yoshiko.

Her reason for being here was simple.

"Beichuan, you’ve made me wait a long time," Gangye Yoshiko joked as she scooted over to make room for Beichuan, continuing in a teasing tone, "I’ve been waiting here for you for half an hour."

"What about the thing you looked up for me yesterday?" Beichuan said emotionlessly as he sat down on the bench, glancing sideways at this seemingly unreliable woman, not caring about the barbs in her words.

It was him who had confirmed the meeting time over the phone, so it was not his problem if Gangye Yoshiko decided to come half an hour early.

Seeing Beichuan’s justified demeanor, Gangye Yoshiko chuckled and waved it off:

"...Forget it. You’ve always been straightforward."

After saying this, she took out an A4 paper clipped in a folder from her purse and stated clearly, "Here’s the information you asked for."