Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"This is too amazing..."

"Right?"

Dan Shenggu narrowed his eyes and smiled in agreement:

"More importantly, it was exactly the same as what happened in the teacher's office last time. The surveillance did not capture anyone entering this room."

"That's it again?"

Wu was also stunned. The last time the office incident was such a bizarre statement, now it's time to come again, is their school being targeted by any strange guy?

"Now, Takasaka-san, tell me how you feel about seeing this."

"Ok……"

After pondering for a moment, Wu Ye said seriously:

"The prisoner must be a veteran, and his character is absolutely boring."

"Why is it like this again? Did I tell you so much just now in vain?"

Dan Shenggu held her forehead in disbelief, she pressed Wu Ye's shoulder and shook it collapsed back and forth:

"Supernatural phenomenon! This is a real academy supernatural phenomenon! We are witnesses to the legend. Hey, can we have a little self-consciousness in this aspect?"

"Ha ha."

Wu also smiled and didn't say anything. He had already passed this age when curiosity was overwhelming, and as far as he was concerned, could there be anything more suitable for supernatural than Gensokyo?

He admits that the prisoner who can do these things must be a great guy, but he won't have anything to do with extraordinary knowledge. After all, he himself is the least common sense existence.

Based on this, no matter what strange things happen outside, he will never believe in the so-called gods and ghosts. According to Reimu, the last time the external solar eclipse was linked to the eternal change was accidental. By accident.

"Huh, stubborn, Takasaka-san, are you so unwilling to believe in supernatural phenomena?"

"Uh, it's not."

After all, Wu Ye himself is actually a real supernatural phenomenon.

"Well, in that case, I will let you see the most favorable evidence."

Naturally taking Wu Ye's excuses as evidence of disdain, Dan Shenggu suddenly bent down and fumbled around in the sea of ​​flowers.

"What are you looking for?"

"The decisive evidence, um, I remember coming from here...ah, I found it!"

I saw Dan Shenggu sinking half of his body into the sea of ​​flowers.

"Hey."

As if he was carrying something heavy, Dan Shenggu made a sound of effort, and then a huge sickle that was shining with cold light was erected from the ground by her.

"How? This'evidence' is enough, right?"

The two were silent for a moment with big eyes and small eyes, Wu Ye picked up the phone in silence and asked:

"...Then what, do you need me to call the police? This looks like it's genuine."

Chapter 6 As the gods of death, the most important thing is to carry the sickle with us

He recognized it when the surveillance camera couldn't take pictures. Maybe it was a technical crush. The house was full of flowers that were out of season and he recognized it. Maybe the other party has abundant resources, but what the hell is this sickle?

This is a school, a school for high school students, and things like the sickle are absolutely unrelated in both sense and function, right?

At the moment when he was about to burst into complaints, Wu also finally understood where Danshenggu’s phrase "Master of Reaper in the Academy" came from. Indeed, such a huge sickle, in addition to putting on a silk stocking on his head to shout FFF, it seems to be Only the legendary "Reaper" will be used.

And the blade of this sickle is not flat, but twisted like a river, but no matter what, the dazzling cold light at the sharp blade is definitely not deceiving.

This is probably genuine, at least in terms of sharpness, it is definitely a weapon of the level.

"Want to try?"

Seeing the last glimmer of expectation in Wu Ye's eyes, Dan Shenggu said with a smile, and then, without waiting for the other party's response, he picked up a wild chrysanthemum from the ground and slid its branch against the blade—

The wild chrysanthemum was easily cut into two pieces by a sickle.

"The real thing."

"The real thing..."

There was a moment of silence, and the corner of Dan Shenggu's mouth showed a triumphant smile, but Wu also didn't know what expression to face.

"Student Takasaka, do you have anything else you want to say? Although we are all atheists, we can't pretend to be invisible to such supernatural phenomena?"

"……Ok."

Wu also gave in. With so many weird evidences, he was indeed speechless. Now there is only one way to determine whether this is a prank or a supernatural phenomenon.

Since things cannot be proven in the world here, we can only hope in another world.

That night, Takeshi appeared under the red torii of Hakuri Shrine as usual.

"Huh? Reaper's sickle? Why are you asking this?"

Reimeng looked at Wu Ye with a dubious face. He didn't practice swords anymore, so he pestered himself to ask this strange question.

"Don't think about it?"

"You can't think about it! My mentality is very good!"

Rolling his eyes helplessly, Wu also explained:

"What I want to ask is, will the real god of death carry a sickle?"

"Isn't that of course?"

Reimeng's mentally retarded expression made Wu Ye's face darker:

"Isn't the sickle a symbol of them? Something like a certificate."

"certificate……"

Hearing this wonderful metaphor, Wu also lost his expression for a while.

"Wu Ye, what's the matter with you today, I suddenly asked about death."

"Uh, it's actually not a big deal."