Why are there only loser heroines around me?

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Three days before the graduation ceremony, there was a slight change in the "This Beast Should Be Killed List (Girls' Version)" of Ishifu High School. Yanami, who had been hovering around the tenth place, suddenly jumped to the second place. Except for the student council president Hibari Fong Huhara, who was still able to surpass her, the rest of the second and third year seniors were killed in seconds.

Ukyo messaged his mother back, saying she was doing a good job.

When the mother saw the watch on Yanami's left hand, she thought that she was the woman her son brought home last time.

Yanaijian skipped today's class, and her "mom" seemed to have taken her to have afternoon tea and also prepared dinner for her.

In reality, Yanami's mentality was no different from that of an average high school girl: she loved posting updates on social networks to impress those who viewed her, and she also cared about her reputation. Originally, this "upscale" afternoon was a perfect opportunity for her to post updates online, but Yanami felt awkward.

Although the lady opposite was gentle and didn't question her relationship with Ukyo, it was hard to describe something like "aura." Her aura was so strong that even a delicious double-layered ice cream would taste bitter when sitting across from her.

She secretly sent Ukyo a crying face emoji during dinner time.

Ukyo only responded with a serious smile, then began to read the latest interrogation record sent to him by Mori——

This is a very long audio clip, a monologue by Maori himself.

"Hiraga Masae said she always had the same nightmare. She dreamed she was standing under a streetlight. It had just rained and there were many puddles on the ground."

"The surveillance footage shows that she wakes up and sleepwalks every night. The surveillance footage captures her shadow getting longer while sleepwalking, as if she's trying to escape the prison. But we've dug a ditch around the outside of the cell, filled with holy water, and there's a trigger mechanism right above the cell. If the cell is destroyed, salt from above will rain down like rain.

Masae Hiraga said that she could feel a force controlling her every night, but she could not resist.

In the initial dream, she stopped under a streetlight, looking at a puddle on the ground. Her facial features were reflected in the water, and she had an urge to bury her head in the water.

"Once she started to resist, faceless figures in black suits appeared in the water and forcibly dragged her in."

"If she hadn't resisted, but instead followed the vague feeling and slowly put her head into the puddle, she wouldn't have felt any pain."

"The same dream repeats every night. She is in pain, but there is nothing she can do."

"The government has recruited several talented individuals with experience solving paranormal cases to form an investigative team. They're currently under the police's jurisdiction. They're called 'investigators': one is a junior high student, one is a high school student, and one is a man in his sixties. All three have some supernatural abilities."

Including him, who has no abilities but has dealt with ghosts, there are four people in total.

"My superiors asked me to find a way to get you on the team, but I know you're not interested, so I declined on your behalf. The inspector puts a lot of pressure on me. I really don't want to lead this team. I almost quit my job in the office because of him. Don't you really want to help me? With you around, I'll be under a lot less pressure."

Ukyo listened to this monologue quietly.

He told Maori that this was a good thing. The organization trusted him so much and gave him such an important job. Maybe the next step would be to transfer him to the position of inspector, and he would take over.

Ukyo wasn't very familiar with the promotion system in the Japanese police system, but the inspector who only appeared in his description seemed to think highly of him.

Along with Maori's monologue, a text document was also sent.

It was a document in which their police insiders used various items to try to kill the "Slender Man" -

The beginning of the document first noted that all the feedback from the attacks on the Slender people during the test came from the "eye observation" of an investigator named "White Horse" in the investigation team. He was a member of the Maori team and had the ability to see ghosts with "yin and yang pupils".

The first weapon used was the Mishinto sword, but it was ineffective. It seemed that the sword dedicated to the Japanese gods could not kill foreign demons.

The second item was a cross that a priest wore year-round and listened to the Bible over and over again. Test results showed that it could shock the Slender back into Hiraga Masae's body, but could not kill it.

Salt has a similar effect.

The only thing that can effectively kill is holy water, which can burn holes in the body of the Slender when they are in the present, but it cannot kill them.

Ukyo replied that he could try the tar on the dog-headed man.

Mao Li said that the thing was sent to the laboratory of the Tokyo University School of Medicine and he cannot apply for it now.

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The next day, there were still two days until the closing ceremony.

Ukyo planned to play the choking game again.

If Maori can't get black tar, then he will kill another ogre. There are still sporadic reports recently that fearless young people in some states in the United States are still trying the game. Since they can still be killed by monsters, it means that there is more than one monster in the suffocation game. He can definitely kill it again.

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Yanaijian asked for leave today.

She sent herself a message saying she was going to a kendo class.

So the community activity room became much quieter at noon today.

This is not to say that there is no one in the activity room. Xiaoju is reading a book on the velvet sofa, holding a very thick copy of "Edgar Allan Poe's Stranger Things" in her hand. She is really helping herself investigate cases related to the supernatural.

In addition, there are many more foreign horror story collections in the empty space on the bookshelf. Xiaoju and Lemon obviously will not stuff books into the club office. These new story collections are probably provided by Yumu, who has a lot of royalties. Unexpectedly, he is actually quite good.

Today's lunch was tuna bread and milk. Ukyo originally wanted to buy iced coffee, but when he was choosing in front of the vending machine, he suddenly remembered that Yanami had complained about his "stomach of steel", so he changed the iced coffee he was about to buy into probiotic milk.

The absence of someone in the club office didn't bother him, but he vaguely felt that the velvet sofa should be occupied by a girl who occasionally broke into a high-pitched voice, and who would nap there when she got tired of playing with her phone. Yanami had come home yesterday afternoon, but it felt like a lifetime ago. He realized that he had spent every noon before that with Yanami.

But today, the seat where Yanami usually sits has become occupied by Komari.

As if feeling his gaze, Xiaoju poked her eyes out from under the thick copy of Edgar Allan Poe's Stranger Things, and looked at him with her nose hidden in the gap between the pages.

"U-Ukyo... Is there something on my face?"

"No."

"Then why do your eyes keep following me?"

It’s nothing, just a little bit uncomfortable.

"Are you a little concerned about me sitting in this position?"

"No."

Xiaoju ate two "no"s in a row. It was rare for her to have the courage to ask questions, and her momentum suddenly waned. She decided not to ask. It seemed that the president was in a bad mood today. No matter how cute Xiaoju was after the haircut, revealing her delicate features, he probably didn't want to pay attention to her.

Tsukinoki and Tamaki were somewhere enjoying their time as a couple, and Lemon was probably training under the sun again. The clubroom was a little too quiet with only her and Ukyo. Komari hid her phone behind the Stranger Things and quietly sent a message to Yanami.

"When will you be back to school?"

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Early the next morning.

Yanami returns to school.

She spent the whole day at the kendo gym yesterday, but for some reason, her beginner kendo class was upgraded to intermediate level.

Volume 58: Chapter : Pure Friendship

The new teacher was a muscular old man with many small scars on his face. It was rumored that he had spent fifty years rising from a non-dan to an eighth-dan master. He was a hard-working player with no talent. His training was vicious and insidious, and his sword strikes were difficult to defend against at tricky angles.

He took extra care of Yanami because she was sent by Ukyo.

The old man admired the young man immensely. On his first day as a member, he challenged all the sword instructors there, fighting fifteen consecutive rounds without a break. His strikes were clean and sharp, with tricky angles that made defense impossible. His strength was also incredibly powerful. Two muscular, 1.9-meter-tall coaches didn't dare to challenge him, fearing the risk of their knuckles being shattered at any moment.

The owner of the swordplay hall has some connections in the swordplay association. He said he could help Ukyo remove the age limit and allow him to participate in the promotion examination as an exception. Maybe he could become the youngest swordsman in Japan.

He once saw the old swordsman chopping straw mats at a performance match up close. His sword could cut through five stacked straw mats at the same time without the blade curling, but Ukyo could cut seven. This was no longer a normal person, but a monster.

The name Ukyo Tachibana seemed to be created to inherit the title of Sword Saint.

Unfortunately, Ukyo politely rejected his request.

To this day, he has not yet been ranked in the swordsmanship category. The owner of the swordsmanship hall is heartbroken and often regrets that he cannot witness the birth of the youngest swordsman. This young man with extraordinary talent will forever be hidden from the public eye.

Until two days ago, the video of Sanhe Park became popular on the Internet.

The swordsmanship boss then understood Ukyo's pursuit. It turned out that he did not want to be the world-famous Miyamoto Musashi, but the legendary swordsman Ida Iiryu who hid in the dark to protect the world and slay evil demons!

Yanami asked his teacher why he was trained differently from others and why he was so ruthless.

The teacher said that since you are the child sent by Lord Ukyo, he must do his best. Since you can be noticed by Lord Ukyo, your talent must be good!

"Ukyo-sama?"

Yanamichiko suggests that these swordsmanship teachers might be familiar with Ukyo, and this is a good opportunity to learn about his past.

But when Yanami asked about his past with Ukyo, this eighth-dan swordsman who looked to be in his early 70s suddenly placed his wooden sword flat in front of her, knelt down and saluted her, saying that he would always remember that sunny morning and that he had not been able to satisfy Lord Ukyo. If you have the chance, please tell him that things are different now and his swordsmanship has improved. He hopes that Lord Ukyo can come to the swordplay hall to give him some guidance when he is free.

Yanai was just terrified. Are all eighth-level masters like this?

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I met Ukyo when I was changing into my indoor shoes this morning.

"Ukyo..." Yanami called out to the other person.

Ukyo stopped and waited for the other party to continue.

"Thanks...."

"Thank you...Mom..."

It seemed like no word was right, so she just said thank you. She raised the lunch box in her hand and asked the other person if he missed his lunch.

Ukyo said no, he actually still liked the combination of bread and iced coffee. No need to thank me for what happened yesterday, it was just a small favor for a friend.

Recently, a lot of people have suddenly submitted applications to join the supernatural club. He doesn't want to interview new people. As the vice president, you should pay more attention to such places, but the graduation ceremony is tomorrow, so you don't have to worry about the applications. If no supernatural events continue to occur during the holiday, these applications may be withdrawn by the parties involved.

Yanai was a little disappointed.

It seems that her presence or absence has no effect on someone at all. At most, he just has one less person to do the work. But this is normal. If Ukyo misses her just because of a day off, then Ukyo the devil is not a devil.

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That morning, the only interaction between the two was a few words of conversation while changing into indoor shoes.

The outdoor temperature today was over 35 degrees Celsius, and all the members of the Supernatural Society gathered in the air-conditioned club office during lunch break.

Tsuki sprawled on the sofa and said, "It's so hot, I'm afraid all the ghosts are on strike, right?"

Tamaki continued, "It seems that all ghosts are afraid of the midday sun and won't cause trouble even in hot weather, so maybe we can have a pleasant vacation?"

I hope so... Ukyo said so in his heart. He hoped that the world would be at peace temporarily, which would give him more time to investigate and think of countermeasures.

Xiaoju was fiddling with his coffee machine.

Her lunch was bread, and she probably felt that the dry bread was a bit choking, so she wanted to make some coffee to moisten her throat.

It may also be because the course is about to end, Xiaoju feels a little regretful that she has never used a coffee machine, so she wants to try it on the last day after leaving the club.

Youjing helped her adjust the machine and poured her a cup of coffee. Xiaoju returned to the sofa with the white porcelain cup in her hands, pressed her lips against the wall of the cup, and carefully licked the hot coffee. Youjing felt like he was feeding milk to a sloppy kitten.

At the end of lunch break, Ukyo encountered Kusuke.

He shouldn't have met this person unless the other party came to him.

"Ukyo, I have something I want to tell you."

Ukyo listened, but didn't answer.

Seeing this, Caojie could only continue: "What exactly is going on between you and Xingcai?"

"Friend." Youjing was about to turn around and leave.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else. I just wanted to say that Xingcai is a very good person. If you like him, please don't keep him hanging!"

"What?" You Jing was stunned. "Are you using your past to teach me a lesson?"

"No, I didn't mean that."

"I just heard that there's been a lot of talk lately about a couple trying to get together in the Three Religions, saying things like 'Marry me' and 'Let's be alone'... One of them is top of the class, and the other has blue hair..."

It turns out there are other rumors besides the mistress.

It seems that high school freshmen still have too little homework.

"Don't worry about it," Ukyo said. "Rumors can spread as much as they want. I even heard a rumor that a transfer girl with long pink hair is pregnant, and her boyfriend has hair like a hedgehog standing up... I'm not making this up to get back at you, I really heard it."

The second half of this sentence was made up. But Ukyo didn't expect Kusaki's body to suddenly stiffen. The next moment, Kusaki suddenly stared at him seriously.

"Thank you for telling me, Ukyo. I will be careful next time and never let Karen get in trouble!"

"?"

It is true that people become mute when they are speechless.

Caojie's gaze suddenly stopped, as if he saw something terrifying from behind him.

"Sorry, Ukyo, I have to go to Karen. Let's talk another time."