I was in the supernatural film set and mixed into the cursed world

Facing Ye Mo Zhengdao's complicated gaze, I turned around and looked.

Suddenly, a group of old men holding hands and forming a circle flew out from a building in the distance. At this moment, they were jumping playfully with their legs raised high like young girls.

Their faces were filled with shy yet happy smiles. The one in the middle was the village elder. His drake-like voice was happily singing this familiar nursery rhyme.

"..."

"..."

This scene is a bit eye-catching.

Shocked by this scene, Gojo Satoru and Yaga Masamichi froze in place for a moment, looking over there in disbelief.

The rules of the game are supernatural. The main body is a little girl who can possess and control others to play the game of handkerchief dropping, and the winner will be determined based on the random attributes of the people.

As long as you play with her until she is satisfied, she will leave on her own. She is a kind of spirit that does no harm to humans.

That’s what I thought before.

Little sister, please don’t be so hungry and eat anything, okay?

Looking at this group of old men with shy and happy faces, holding hands and jumping like young girls, I was so excited that I couldn't open my eyes.

The fragrance that the old men had exuded before now became bland and tasteless.

Suppose that the supernatural things that happen will follow me.

The additional condition was that Mr. Gojo and the principal would take me back to school.

In conclusion, I will take this group of happy and shy old men with Teacher Gojo and the principal back to the technical high school...

What kind of hell scene is this?

Especially after being warned several times, he still came up with new tricks.

I silently took a few steps back, trying to hide myself.

The result was that I took a few steps back and the group of old men took a few steps closer.

"..." Big sister, can you please let me go?

As if she had noticed that there were other people around, this mysterious little girl extended an invitation to us.

After the village elder sang the song sweetly, he came over skipping and holding a handkerchief with a shy look on his face. Gojo Satoru was standing there with his eyes wide open.

"..."Teacher, please react quickly.

Ye Mo Zhengdao on the side couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He raised his hand and knocked away the handkerchief, and punched Gojo Satoru on the head.

"Don't be dazed, something must be controlling them. Prepare to fight!"

"Just leave them alone. They are just a bunch of rotten guys who are about to be buried in the ground. You can do whatever you want to them." Gojo Satoru rubbed his head in dissatisfaction and shifted his gaze.

The next second, he took out his cell phone and kept taking pictures of every old man.

"Hahahahahaha, don't mention it, it's quite interesting. I'll take a picture and send it to Mingming. With her ability, it will spread quickly~ Hehe~"

"Gojo Satoru!!"

The principal was angry, but the teacher was happy. I was at a loss as to what to do.

These sweet-smelling old men were so kind and caring to me before, why are they possessed by these weirdos?

Obviously only the weirdos would encounter these things.

Looking at that group of eye-catching old men, my eyes gradually lost their luster.

Since they are also outliers, let’s delete them from my whitelist first.

My whitelist, this is my first time using it. Everything in this world is on my whitelist, only humans who have been possessed by strange things will be excluded. In the previous world, only a small number of people were possessed.

For some reason, very few people can meet the conditions for possession. Basically, they will be arrested by the police or killed before or just after being possessed.

That world really is full of good people.

Especially those police officers. Speaking of this, I miss them again. But to address my physical condition, I must move forward. I don't want this condition to hold them back.

"?" The little girl who was controlling the village elder seemed to have not expected that her handkerchief would be thrown to the ground. She was stunned for a moment.

He looked down at the handkerchief that fell on the ground, and tears began to well up in the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

He half squatted down to pick up the handkerchief, then put his hand on his wrinkled face and burst into tears.

"Wow, wow, the pretty big brother and the bad uncle won't play with me and even hit my handkerchief! They're all bad guys!!"

The old man knelt weakly on the ground, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his wrinkled hands.

Gojo Satoru was stunned, holding his phone.

Ye Mo Zhengdao's fist, which was about to strike down, hit the side.

They looked at the weak village elder who fell to the ground, groaning and crying, and closed their eyes in pain.

"What's going on? I feel like I'm being attacked?" Gojo Satoru covered his stomach in disbelief, seeming a little nauseous.

"Let's die together." He resolutely recorded the scene and quietly sent it to a mysterious person.

Ye Mo Zhengdao took a deep breath and prepared to step forward and knock the village elder unconscious.

But for some reason, when this thought flashed through his mind, he couldn't act.

The next second, his body jumped up uncontrollably, and he saw the village elder who was crying weakly raised his head faintly.

"Next, let the bad uncle be the ghost." The handkerchief in his hand fluttered and fell into Ye Mo Zhengdao's hand.

Next, we see the village elder playfully leaping forward, and Ye Moth Zhengdao chasing him madly from behind.

"Hahahahaha! What the hell, this is super interesting, okay?! Well done, little one!"

Amused by this sudden turn of events, Gojo Satoru happily gave a thumbs up to the faint little figure in the distance.

He filmed it again.

"Ah, I was so depressed today! I almost didn't want to eat snacks! But now I'm so happy!" The eyes like the sky flashed with water light, and in this dark night, they actually reflected a little light.

Teacher Gojo is so handsome, just as handsome as the police officers.

Attracted by Mr. Gojo's happy look, I stared at his smiling face and forgot everything else.

So, can weirdness actually bring happiness? I stroked my chin thoughtfully and began to ponder life.

If they really can bring happiness and have a valuable existence, then does everything I have done before still have meaning? I suppressed this doubt and decided to wait and see.

Has Gojo-sensei already linked this to me? But seeing how he's laughing now, I guess he won't blame me...

Looking at the principal happily playing with the village elders, I felt a little guilty.

The old men who were swinging happily hand in hand were now sitting on the ground swinging happily, and circling around them were the principal and the village elder.

It suddenly occurred to me that the principal had made that little girl cry, so she was actually a little unhappy at the start of today's game...

Is there a possibility that at this moment, the little girl is holding her breath and playing... Then if we play until she is satisfied, won't the battle be very long?

After Principal Ye Moth was controlled, his serious expression changed into a sunny and happy smile, and my mouth was pursed into a straight line.

Oh no! Even though I've been dealing with them for a long time, I have no idea how to resolve the situation once the conditions are met.

"Meihui-chan, you're familiar with those guys, right?"

Teacher Gojo poked my shoulder and asked curiously.

As expected, I didn't hide it. I nodded reluctantly.

"Hmm~ It seems that you don't have any good solution~ So, what are the conditions for her to leave?"

"……satisfy."

"Ok?"

"Play until she's satisfied."

“…” The message that Liuyan told him was very clear, the little sister was angry.

Looking at Ye Mo Zheng Dao, whose head was obviously full of blue veins but had to put on a sunny smile, Gojo Satoru covered his mouth sadly, turned his back to the principal who looked at him from time to time, and his shoulders shook wildly.

I'm sorry, Principal. If you hadn't risked your life, I'd be the one to suffer the consequences. Thank you for your sacrifice.

I will observe a moment of silence for you.

Facing the principal's increasingly glaring gaze, I silently made the sign of the cross.