I loaded the ghost talk game

Yuasa Katsuto is an ordinary employee working at a company in Shibuya Ward.

Ordinary education, ordinary career, ordinary family.

He doesn't have any special hobbies. His daily life consists of going to work, getting off work, going home to have dinner with his wife Yumi, watching boring TV shows, playing with his three-year-old son, and then ending the day.

Yuasa Katsuto originally thought that his life would always be as plain and stable as this. Until a few days ago——

All hell breaks loose.

He couldn't understand it at all, couldn't understand what was going on now.

"Yumi, don't be like this, have I done something wrong? Look at me, I'm standing here...look at me!"

Yuasa Katsuto choked and begged his wife who was sitting on the sofa.

He completely collapsed, going from choking to hysterical.

Perhaps the cause of the collapse was that when I returned home today, there was only dinner on the table that had been eaten, and next to the cold leftovers there were only the dishes and chopsticks of my wife and children, without his share, as if he was not a part of this family. There is general.

Yumi was originally a very virtuous wife. Every time she came home from get off work, she could eat hot meals carefully prepared by her and receive her gentle condolences.

Of course, dinner was just a trigger.

It was a small flame that ignited the bomb that Yuasa Katsuto had been harboring in his heart these days. After those emotions exploded, they were out of control.

Yuasa didn't understand why things turned out like this.

It was as if overnight, he was abandoned by the whole world.

All his colleagues in the company regarded him as nothing and turned a deaf ear. The section chief who was originally optimistic about him treated him coldly.

It's the same at home, with Yumi and his only three-year-old son.

Yuasa Katsuto knew that it was not that they really couldn't see themselves, but that they were deliberately ignoring themselves.

His son, who was very close to him, always pestered him with his sweet and sweet sounds. But these days, whenever he sees Katsuhito Yuasa, his son will run away in fear.

That kind of frightened look was not what a child should have when facing his father. Instead, it was like seeing a stranger suddenly appearing in the house.

"Tell me! Did I do something?"

Why did things develop like this?

Sitting on the sofa, Yumi didn't give her husband any response, but just hugged her crying son tightly.

After a long time, she seemed to have finally made a decision, walked into the bedroom, packed her luggage, and left with her son.

Without saying a word, he just left.

Yuasa Katsuto didn't stop his wife, he just sat on the ground in a daze.

…

The door of Yuasa's house suddenly opened.

Asayu's wife walked out dragging her suitcase with one hand and the little boy with the other.

After walking out of the house, she seemed to feel much more relaxed and her expression became a little more lively.

She passed by a tall young man standing on the street, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She just left quickly without looking back, or rather fled.

"...How is it? Can you feel it?"

Watching Yuasa Yumi walk away, Kamiya turned his head to his side.

From an ordinary person's perspective, there is no one else around him.

But a spiritual exterminator with a keen sense may be able to sense that there is something extraordinary in that open space.

Staying next to Kamiya River at this moment is Kaoru Kozuki, the Enma girl from Sanzu River.

"No." Xiangyue tapped her palm lightly with her folding fan and shook her head.

"It's difficult..."

Yuasa Katsuto was one of the two victims discovered by the Countermeasures Room who suffered from the "eight-point curse".

After getting the news from Jiecheng Zhenjianyou, Kamiya tracked him down.

From Yuasa Katsuto's body, we can indeed feel the strange and ominous curse power.

However, I don't know if it is because of the blessing of Gao Tian's original personality, but Kamiya himself was not affected by the eight-point curse.

After he got close to Yuasa Katsuto, the panic and disgust of the coming curse were not enough to cause any real interference in his thinking.

The co-owners of ghosts and gods are not affected!

But it's useless.

At least it was useless to Yuasa Katsuto. Even his closest wife and children had abandoned him. So what if a stranger like Kamiyagawa could be kind to him?

Can it change his current fragmented life?

Obviously not.

Unless the eight-point curse is removed, Yuasa Katsuto's life will never get back on track.

In addition, Kamiya summoned Kaoru Kozuki during this operation.

The current Lord of the River Styx was a direct victim of Little Binze's curse while he was still alive. Now that she has the power of Yama and extraordinary perception, she is particularly sensitive to the curse perception she once had.

Through Xiangyue Xun's observation just now, it can be confirmed that there is indeed a connection between the eight-point curse and Xiao Binze's curse.

Although the forms of expression between the two are completely different, the materials for casting the spell may be the same.

From this point of view, maybe Kamiya's previous worries were correct. Behind the eight-point curse this time, the God of Darkness and Beauty might really be involved.

The only pity is that although Xiangyue Xun judged the nature of the curse, he could not find the source of the curse for a while, let alone the location of the curser.

"In this way, we are still very passive...Uncle Jiecheng seems to have mobilized spiritual exterminators who specialize in curses. I hope they can get more clues than us."

…

"The incident of a 17-year-old male high school student falling from a building in Nagoya: Shocking bullying and isolation"

"...The poor boy used his life to accuse this sick and twisted society. But bullying and isolation like this are happening at this moment, visible and invisible, all over the country. How much is happening? "

The day after Kamiya started tracking the eight-point curse.

Such an eye-catching piece of news appeared on the Internet and quickly gained a lot of attention.

The cause of the incident was that a male high school student in Nagoya committed suicide by jumping off a building. News on the Internet detailed the bullying and unfair treatment the deceased suffered during his lifetime.

Following the report, the Internet became excited.

The countermeasures room building in Tokyo.

Nagatomo Masao took a file that had just been delivered from Nagoya and knocked on the door of Yukisama Kensuke's office.

"Mr. Yukinari, the report from Nagoya came over. The suicide... was confirmed to be a victim of the eight-point curse, but it was discovered too late."

"I see."

Jie Chengzhen Jianyou scratched his messy hair.

The eight-point curse incident has developed far worse than expected. Now there have been victims who died due to the curse. It is still unknown how many undiscovered cursed people there are across the country.

"What about the news on the Internet?"

There is something very wrong about this incident.

It's the news on the Internet.

They are too comprehensive and specific, as if they had been prepared in advance.

"It has been checked above." Nagatomo took out another piece of information. "Most of the people who reported this incident were self-media. The few people who initially spread it have also found it. According to them, the information about this incident has been found." It was found in the mailbox of their residence this morning. It was not mailed, but someone put it directly. The delivered information even included the mailbox CD of the person who fell from the building. The delivery person has not yet been found. End Mr. Cheng, could this news be..."

"Well, it's very likely that the person behind the curse spread it intentionally."

"But why did that person do that?"

"I don't know. Maybe I want to see chaos. Maybe the uneasiness spread by public opinion can bring some substantial benefits to that person."

"So are we going to stop the news from spreading?"

"This kind of thing is left to the people above to worry about. It's time for them to do something practical. The manpower in the countermeasures room is not enough. What we have to do now is to mobilize the power at hand to find the victims of the curse across the country. , to prevent suicides from happening... and to find out the bastard who spreads the curse and creates chaos."

"Stop suicide. Mr. Jiecheng, can we... stop it?"

Nagatomo Masao's face didn't look good.

Can the slayers prevent the cursed victims from collapsing and committing suicide?

have no idea.

After all, spiritual exterminators with sensitive perceptions will themselves be affected by the eight-point curse and can only observe the cursed person from a distance. If they get closer, their behavior and thoughts will be distorted.

…

"That's it, that's it!"

Shen Shi was also the creator of the eight-point curse when he encountered the devil.

He was so happy now.

Spreading the eight-point curse is just the first step for him.

What comes next is the highlight——

With just a little push, public opinion swept out like a landslide and a tsunami, becoming unstoppable.

Look, it's not just about Nagoya.

Those confusions, uneasiness, anger, indifference...

Look at the various comments on the Internet, they are so interesting and interesting.

People would just make a fuss about it, but they couldn't stop the eight-point curse.

Even the bullying and isolation that have nothing to do with the curse can't be stopped.

Shen Shi knew that bystanders were just bystanders. No matter how fierce and loud they screamed, they would still choose to remain silent when something happened. Because the matter has nothing to do with you, silence can protect yourself to the greatest extent.

When isolation becomes the default behavior of a group, no one will stand up to speak out for the isolated.

Submitting to the group, suppressing individuality, and joining the crowd, this is what humans are.

So, let’s make the noise louder.

Everything will be turned into supplies.

Public opinion itself is a force that breeds weird rumors.

Pfft, pfft.

The computer screen in front of Shen Shi glowed with cold light, reflecting his crazy face. A fat, dark red tongue wriggled out from the darkness behind the screen, wrapping around and licking the screen.

At the base of this long tongue, you can vaguely see the outline of a pale face with no other facial features except the mouth.

"not enough."

The tongue wriggled greedily, saliva flowing down.

"Yeah, it's not enough, not enough." Shen Shi agreed.

These nutrients are not enough now to cultivate this unparalleled cursed monster.

But, it doesn't matter.

With the first person dying due to the eight-point curse, there will soon be a second and third one.

People are so fragile.

Bigger, more delicious messes are coming soon.

Just as he was thinking this, Shen Shi suddenly felt something: "Ah, another one is coming."

…

Tokyo, Otemachi underground platform.

Tsuboda Harumi walked down the stairs with her hair loose.

"Look at me, look at me."

Pingtian's eyes were empty and soulless. A week ago, she was a female college student with few worries, but in a short period of time, she was tortured by the eight-point curse and became like a walking zombie.

It's the same in school, outside, and even at home.

No matter classmates, friends, or even family members, everyone is deliberately ignoring her existence.

"Why can't you look at me? What should I do? How can I make everyone..."

There is a train approaching from the far side of the platform.

Pingtian continued to approach the edge of the platform and soon crossed the underground yellow line.

If she took another step forward, she would fall into the tram tracks.

The staff at the platform certainly noticed her, but looked away indifferently.

The people around him just dispersed from Pingtian's side, and only a few indifferent eyes were cast on the girl.

"Really? This way, you can look at me this way. Only in this way can you see me, right?"

Tsuboda teetered on the edge of the platform.

She could feel the slightly restless wind pressure behind her moving her clothes.

Unless the fire burns them, unless they bury their bodies...

Among the dispersed crowd, someone raised his cell phone and pointed it at Pingtian.

Those shaky lenses seemed to be intended to calmly record the last traces of this girl’s survival.

Maybe the next day, the news of Tsuboda's death will replace the previous boy from Nagoya and become the new focus of discussion.

Clang——

The steel giant was about to enter the station, and the radio on the platform began to announce, reminding waiting passengers not to cross the yellow line.

"Look at me some more...look at me."

Tsuboda fell backwards.

At this moment, a figure rushed out from the crowd of onlookers.

The man grabbed Tsubota by the collar and pulled her down to the ground.

"What are you doing!?"

Tingtian fell to the ground, and the cold floor hurt her.

The pain was tangible and made her wake up from her numbness.

Tsuboda raised his head, and in front of him was a completely unfamiliar girl.

The girl had a gloomy expression and was wearing daily winter clothes with her hair tied high in a ponytail. She carried a bulging sword bag on one shoulder, which seemed to contain a bamboo sword she had practiced in kendo. The words "Black Palace Sword Dojo" were embroidered on the sword bag.

"I……"

Tsuboda opened his mouth.

She saw the crowd of onlookers moving closer and further away, and saw the cell phone camera shaking indifferently in front of her eyes.

The gloomy pony-tailed girl seemed to be extremely angry. She raised her hand and pulled out a bamboo sword from her sword bag, and with a snap, she whipped out the phone closest to them.

"you……!"

The owner of the phone was shocked and angry.

"I'll make it up to you. Now, get out of the way!"

The gloomy girl raised her bamboo sword to disperse the crowd. (End of chapter)