Surviving in a School of Ghost Stories-Chapter 45

The gym demon screamed in confusion and went wild.

It seemed like he was angry at himself for letting his guard down.

I held Noah, who looked like a black man, in my arms and spoke to Dante, who was holding the ball.

“Let’s go.”

Dante followed me out of the gym with a bewildered look on his face.

Kaaaak! Kaaaak!

The angry demon started to run after us as we started to run away.

“What the hell is that?”

Dante’s bewildered question continued. He was running lightly, not even out of breath, without shedding a single drop of sweat.

Huff huff.

I couldn’t even answer Dante’s question because I was panting for breath.

“Senior! Over here!”

Easton, who was guarding the gym entrance, waved his hand.

However, my pace was gradually slowing down. This is a big deal. I’m going to get caught if I keep doing this... ... !

At that moment, my vision changed.

Dante handed me the ball while I was holding the cat in my arms, and lifted me up like he was holding a princess.

I opened my eyes wide in surprise.

Dante then increased his speed and ran even faster than before.

Kwaaaaak-!

The evil spirit's screams seemed to be getting farther away. The gap was widening.

"Hurry!"

With Easton's urging, we barely made it out of the open gymnasium door.

"Senior, close the door!"

Easton shouted as he followed us out. I got down from Dante's arms and closed the open gymnasium door.

Kwaang-!

I could hear the evil spirit slamming the door hard inside.

Pass-

Soon, the ball I was holding turned to dust and disappeared, and I felt pain in my arm.

The cross tattoo was engraved and then disappeared.

The evil spirit was extinguished.

“What? Wow. It’s real.”

Easton rubbed his eyes as if he couldn’t believe that he had found the cross tattoo on my arm.

“How is this possible? Exterminating an evil spirit. Isn’t the most a human can do to seal an evil spirit?”

Easton’s reaction was no different from Father Cesario’s reaction at first.

“Senior, are you a commoner? Really?”

He continued to ask.

“Senior, no matter how I look at it, it seems like a shaman. A shaman is a power that is passed down, so when a shaman is born, it is reported to the association. According to the report, the only shamans left in the present age are nobles.”

“I’m not a shaman. I don’t even know what that does exactly.”

“No matter how I look at it, it’s true.”

Senior Noah, who was about to say something, looked at Dante and quietly shut his mouth again.

It seems a bit odd for a cat to talk here.

Eastern and Father Cesario said that Noah-senpai can freely possess a cat’s body.

Even they said that they couldn’t understand the cat’s words.

“Can I ask what everyone is talking about now? What the hell is going on? What the hell was that thing in the gym earlier?”

Dante, who had been quietly listening to our conversation, asked a question. Easton turned to Dante with a face of surprise.

“Senior Wellington is really amazing.”

He gave us a thumbs up and looked at us before turning away and running away.

That guy... ...!

Dante and I were left alone.

Oh, including Noah-senpai who was in my arms, there were three of us.

I answered him with a face of despair.

“You saw it too? It was a ghost.”

“.......”

Even though he saw it with his own eyes, he didn’t seem to believe what I said.

Dante was silent for a while.

I watched his expression for a moment and then asked back.

“What about you? Why were you at the gym at this hour?”

“......I was practicing.”

His answer was slow.

“I guess I’m still half asleep. What I saw today might have been a mistake between us.”

Saying something like that after clearly having a conflict with the public was evasive.

But I understood that he didn’t believe the situation.

It was better. If he had asked me seriously, I wouldn’t know what to say.

“Anyway, you worked hard.”

I patted his shoulder as if to encourage him. What should I say? I guess we’ve built up an inner intimacy.

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Surprisingly, Dante didn’t reject my encouragement and just nodded.

As I was looking at that, another matter suddenly came to mind.

I asked with a little anticipation.

“Have you changed your mind?”

“What?”

“You’re thinking of teaching me cricket.......”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

Dante firmly refused once more and added.

“Go to sleep.”

“You seem to be lacking sleep more.”

This was because his dark circles were really deep.

Noah, who was watching Dante’s back as he walked away, quietly said.

[There’s something strange about that guy.]

“What’s strange?”

[... ... I feel a strange energy, do you see anything in your eyes?]

At my senior’s question, I tilted my head and looked at Dante’s back.

There didn’t seem to be anything unusual in my eyes.

“I don’t think there is.”

[Then I guess I’ll just have to wait and see.]

Senior Noah’s words were meaningful, so I also just stared at Dante’s back.

Thud-

At that moment, my nose started bleeding again.

It seems I overdid it while trying to solve this gymnasium horror story.

Meow.

When I heard a cry from below, I looked down and saw Senior Noah with a handkerchief in his mouth.

When on earth did you get the handkerchief?

I took the handkerchief out of the cat’s mouth and covered its nose.

[You’re not really suffering from any illness, are you?]

“No.”

[Your body is really weak.]

Senior Noah shook his head and said.

[You said you wanted to learn cricket, but is there a reason why you have to learn it from Dante?]

“Ah. No, that’s not it. I can only think of Dante as someone who is good at sports. He’s a PE student.”

[... ... .]

Senior Noah shut his mouth with an uncomfortable expression at my answer.

Why are you acting like that?

[You’re in front of me too.]

“Huh?”

[There’s no one in this school who can surpass me in sports, studies, or anything else.]

Wow. You have so much confidence.

But when it was Noah, and not someone else, who said that, I was convinced.

The plain tone of his speech made it feel even more so. He didn’t seem to be boasting. It was as if he was just telling the truth.

“Can you really help me? I’m really bad at cricket. I’m really bad at using my body.”

[I’m also good at teaching. [It's lucky that you don't get a nosebleed while learning cricket.]

Senior Noah sighed as he looked at me standing there blankly with my nose blocked.

That's right. /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ I was a little worried about that too.

Still, I was so glad that I could finally learn cricket separately.

[But I'm strict, so be prepared. And bring a few handkerchiefs.]

The handkerchiefs were probably advice I gave because I often get a nosebleed.

And I should have listened carefully to what my senior added.

I didn't know until then.

What kind of hellish training was in store for me.