This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame-Chapter 622 - 387. Beichuan Si’s Haunted House of Joy (8000-Word Goal Achieved!)

A day had passed, and the Kyubei Festival had officially begun.

As previously mentioned, Kyubei High School was renowned in the vicinity for its high college entrance exam success rate, and naturally, a school festival organized by such a distinguished high school attracted many parents for a visit.

Since the day of the Kyubei Festival was open for public visitation, in addition to parents, some middle school students from nearby schools had also asked for leave from their teachers to come and observe.

These individuals, combined with casual onlookers from society and college students from nearby universities joining in for the excitement, brought a lively atmosphere to Kyubei High School, and a sense of ease permeated the air above the campus.

...

Morioka Youko was just an ordinary, inconspicuous high school girl, or at least that’s what she thought of herself.

Apart from being overly honest, Morioka Youko’s personality was very much that of a follower.

She would watch the TV dramas everyone liked, and she would dislike what everyone else disliked, and the same went for—

What everyone was afraid of...

She would be afraid too!

"Why, why does it have to be me..." Morioka Youko was nervously sitting at the entrance of class 2-A.

At this moment class 2-A had been fully decorated, and a dark curtain was hung at the entrance, with a sign next to it detailing the class activity and the entry fee for the haunted house.

In front of Morioka Youko, there was a desk being used as a cash register, and next to the desk was a black square wooden sign with the words ’To the Haunted House, This Way’ written on it in twisted, crimson lettering.

But that wasn’t the point!

The most important thing was the person standing in front of her!

"Bei, Beichuan, Beichuan, Beichuan..."

Her teeth chattered, her body trembled, her complexion was pale, and she found it difficult even to breathe.

If it were the usual Beichuan Si, she wouldn’t be this scared.

But today, Beichuan Si’s look was truly terrifying!

Beichuan Si wore a blood-stained, pointed beak plague doctor mask on his face. The sharp point of the bird’s beak even had bits of flesh and hair hanging from it, and the ominous metallic sheen made one feel a chill even on a hot summer day.

He was tall and straight with dirty-looking doctor’s attire... no, rather than doctor’s attire, it was more akin to a butcher’s gear.

Yes! Butcher gear!

The doctor’s garb paired with a filthy brown apron riddled with nail-torn holes, the grimy doctor’s coat mingled with an apron soaked in fresh blood, and then there was the blood-stained chainsaw he was carrying with yellow rubber gloves... One could tell at a glance that it was ominously lethal.

Beichuan Si needed only to stand there, without even moving, to emit an aura of unease and fear.

And then there was the chainsaw...?!

How on earth did he manage to bring that thing in?

Surely, no matter what, security wouldn’t have permitted Beichuan Si to bring something like that in, right?

The sinister glint of that chainsaw did not look fake at all!

Could it be that the security guards had already been...?

At that thought, Morioka Youko turned even paler, her voice breaking into a cry, "Bei, Beichuan, please... don’t do this."

Huh?

Beichuan Si frowned in confusion.

This person had been going "Beichuan, Beichuan, Beichuan" from the start, and he had no idea what she wanted to say, and she seemed strange.

With that in mind, Beichuan Si curiously walked over.

Upon seeing Beichuan Si’s actions, Morioka Youko screamed in terror, "Don’t, don’t kill me! I didn’t see anything! I didn’t see anything!"

Her voice was filled with genuine despair, causing Beichuan Si to stop in his tracks.

After a while, he finally spoke, "Your name is Morioka Youko, right?"

Upon hearing Beichuan Si address her, Morioka Youko quickly responded,

"Yes, yes! I’m Morioka Youko!"

Indeed, she was a student from his class.

Beichuan Si raised an eyebrow.

He had thought she might be someone from another class causing trouble, but that didn’t seem to be the case.

Beichuan Si continued, "Is it just you? Where are the others responsible for greeting the guests?"

His tone was not as distant as usual and carried a hint of warmth.

This finally allowed Morioka Youko to calm down a little.

She glanced timidly at the chainsaw in Beichuan Si’s hand and then answered softly, "Those two classmates said they still had some matters to attend to, so they asked me to cover for them for a while. They said they’ll be back soon..."

"..." Beichuan Si.

That was clearly because they didn’t dare to come.

They had even found such an honest girl to take the fall for them.

Thinking this, Beichuan Si found Morioka Youko quite agreeable.

The girl was honest, actually staying right there waiting.

But... never mind.

Having her alone at the cash register was sufficient.

"I’m going into the haunted house first. If any guests come, remember to notify me via the walkie-talkie. You have one, right?"

"...Yes." Morioka Youko nodded.

The Beichuan Demon King... seemed a bit different from the rumors.

He appeared to be someone she could actually talk to.

But still—

Morioka Youko glanced again at the chainsaw in Beichuan Si’s hand that was smeared with blackish blood.

"Are you very concerned about this?" Beichuan Si asked, holding the chainsaw up to her head with the chain blade facing her, and his voice was utterly emotionless.

"No, no, no, no, no!" Morioka Youko shook her head furiously like a rattle-drum.

Seeing her reluctance to speak her mind, Beichuan Si shook his head.