The five girls sat in a circle around the cushion, turned off the flashlight, lit the candle, held it in front of their chests, and illuminated their faces.

The storage room was pitch black, and there was no other thing except the faces of five people, just like five human faces floating out of thin air.

The faint candlelight swayed gently with their breathing, causing five faces to appear and disappear.

It was obviously a very scary scene, but the five of them seemed to have adapted to this kind of thing. Not only did they not feel scared, they also had a smile on their faces.

The five smiling faces in the dark look even more weird.

"Okay, let's start, who will talk about the 95th?"

"I'll come, I'll come, this is what I heard from a boy who was chasing me yesterday, and he's like I promised that this is definitely something that happened!"

"The incident happened in Tokyo Medical College. One night, a slight noise came from the anatomy room..."

The strange story officially began, and the other four girls kept quiet and listened carefully.

But maybe it was because the story itself was not exciting enough, or maybe it was because everyone had experienced many battles. In short, the five people took turns to tell five stories, but no one screamed. At most, they just got together on the people next to them.

"The stories tonight are pretty average. Are everyone's minds on the last story?"

"Anyway, it's 0 o'clock in two minutes. I hope this last 100th story will satisfy me."

"Hehe, are you satisfied with the level of not daring to go to the toilet alone?"

"I have a boyfriend, so why not worry about you!"

This group of girls has a very rough nerve, so they started chatting about other topics.

And the timid Yukaze, who always lowered his head, said in a low voice:

"I think the story of that medical school anatomy room is good..."

"Wow, Yuka, you still have the face to speak? It's all your fault. Your story is not scary at all. It sounds like I want to laugh and destroy the atmosphere!"

"That's right, Yuka, did you really collect stories seriously? The rest of us have collected them seriously, but you are so perfunctory, do you treat us as friends?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

Yuka subconsciously apologized repeatedly, then lowered her head and glanced at the watch on her wrist.

The minute hand just finished the last square, and the time came to 0 o'clock.

So she continued:

"Then... as compensation, let me tell you a new story."

"This is the 100th story..."

As she said that, she slowly raised her head, and a strange curve appeared on the corner of her mouth, showing a strange smile.

This is a smile she has never shown before.

The other four girls looked at Yuka who suddenly became unfamiliar and couldn't help but tremble.

"The 100th story is about me, and about you..."

"It is destined to be a real story that has happened..."

Yuka continued to speak, her tone getting colder, and the smile on her face swayed with the candlelight in her arms, becoming more and more evil.

Her face was reflected by the dim candlelight, but a hint of white appeared.

Deadly off-white.

The four girls finally realized the danger, wanted to scream and struggle, but found that their bodies could not move, their lips opened and closed, but they could not make any sound.

He could only stare at his eyes wide and listen to Yuka continue:

"It seems you already know what kind of story this is? That's great!"

"This is the final story."

As she finished speaking, the four girls began to twitch violently, their eyes widened and almost fell out of their sockets. The capillaries under the skin bulged high, like green earthworms crawling.

A few seconds later, they fell on the cushion and completely lost their vitality.

Yuka looked at the bodies of the four people silently, and a hint of pleasure flashed in her eyes.

Then, she raised her right hand, stretched out her index finger, and slowly stretched towards the candlelight on her chest.

At this moment, a male voice suddenly sounded in the darkness next to him:

"I personally recommend that you think carefully."

Yuka hurriedly heard the sound and looked away.

A blue flame lit up in the darkness, reflecting the figure of Tamura Yosuke.

He held the green flame with his hands, slowly approached Yuka, and then spoke and suggested:

"If you like playing with fire, why not try this?"

Yuka glanced at the blue flame, and the smile on her face suddenly frozen, and she took a few steps back.

She felt a very powerful force in that flame.

To describe it as powerful, it may not be accurate, but it should be replaced by magnificent or grand?

or……

fear?

Yuka discovered that with her own vocabulary, she couldn't find a more appropriate adjective?

Just after a glance at the flame, she felt that she could not maintain her figure.

There is no need to touch it. As long as you get a little closer, you will be wiped out like a moth that is blowing into fire.

This made her body tremble uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Tamura Yosuke did not keep getting closer, and kept a certain distance and continued:

"Since the hatred between you and them has been resolved, there is no need to take the last step. I can help you with free help. You can still obtain eternal sleep as a human being."

"Don't worry, it's normal salvation, not physical."

"And if you have to touch that candlelight, there is really no room for you to look back. You will always become a monster named "Qingxing Lantern".

The green running light is a very famous monster on the earth, with a slight tragic color on it, and is often portrayed as a beautiful lady in some games.

But in this world, it is not so well-known because of the previous two strange revivals.

And Yosuke Tamura wanted to witness how the monster named Qing Running Light was born.

Yuka was silent for a moment before asking:

"Are you a spiritual master? Or is it a monk from which temple?"

Tamura Yosuke shook his head.

"None of them, I'm just a passerby who happened to be passing by."

"Then...thank you for your kindness, but my story has been told, the ending is destined and cannot be changed."

Yuka said, bowed slightly to Tamura Yosuke, and then touched the candlelight on his chest with his hands without hesitation.

Her whole body suddenly started to burn, and then gradually became smaller, until in the end, only a faint blue flame was left.

She glanced at Tamura Yosuke for the last time.

As a result, he found a strange smile on his face?

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