However, the headless JK was obviously faster, and before she could run far, Kamiyagawa was tackled to the ground.
The headless JK straddled his back, the touch of which was both soft and cool.
In a moment of desperation, Kamiya Gawa hurriedly performed a Five Thunder Finger technique.
A dense burst of eerie blue electric arcs exploded instantly!
The headless JK on her back trembled slightly from the sudden electric arc, but she did not loosen her control over Kamiya River.
After casting a full set of lightning spells, the situation remained unchanged.
Oh no, I need to send it!
"Giggle giggle—"
The headless JK let out a light laugh and used her fair and slender hands to tightly grip Kamiyagawa's neck.
Lack of oxygen, suffocation, lungs felt like they were about to explode, and blood was being congested and surging around the neck.
Kamiya had no way to break free from the monster's grip on his back, and could only watch as his consciousness slowly faded away...
The phone, clutched tightly in his hand, fell to the ground at the last moment. On the previously black screen, two large red characters appeared—
[die]
"Huff—huff—ha—I...I, I'm not dead?"
He gasped for breath, the cherry blossom scent filling his lungs. As if waking from a nightmare, Kamiyagawa opened his eyes again.
He was lying on the ground in a contorted position, his white shirt soaked with cold sweat and clinging to his skin.
The evening sunlight was warm and gentle, and the cherry blossom grove was still in full bloom; it turned out the sun hadn't set.
Looking around, the mysterious wooden shrine and the terrifying headless JK uniform were nowhere to be seen.
All the terrifying things I just witnessed seemed to be just an experience in a "game".
Once the game is over, everything will return to normal.
Not far away, two high school girls walking home together were standing there, both looking at Kamiyagawa with surprise and bewilderment. They whispered a few words to each other, then held hands and quickly left.
"It seems like I'm being treated like a weirdo. But then again, a smart high school girl is way cuter than a brainless one."
Kamiyagawa, feigning composure, got up from the ground and expressionlessly brushed the dust and cherry blossom petals off his clothes. Now, he held a book in his hand, a far cry from before he entered the game world.
It is old and dilapidated.
It was the byproduct I had just chosen in the game, the "Five Thunder Orthodox Method".
Seeing that the two high school girls who had just passed by had gone far away and there was no one around, Kamiya tried to form a Five Thunder Finger hand seal.
crackling and popping—
Dense, eerie blue arcs of electricity, like static electricity, flickered around him.
The Five Thunders of Taoism have appeared in the world!
Although it's a version that's as youthful as can be.
But this is enough to show that the game "Tales of Ghosts" is not simple. Not only can the items obtained in the game be manifested in the real world, but the skills learned can also be used in the real world.
As long as you keep playing this game and collect enough items and skills for your own use, your life will surely fast-forward to a bright future!
"Perhaps this 'Tales of the Strange' game is truly a boon for time travelers."
Kamiya stopped using lightning magic and once again felt mentally exhausted and disoriented.
Shaking his head, he carefully put the tattered copy of "Five Thunder Orthodox Method" into his bag, planning to study it again when he got home that evening. He then picked up his phone and saw the words "Death" displayed in bright red on the screen.
"Blooming Flowers and Wealth, what a piece of trash game! They put a monster that you can't beat at all right next to the newbie spawn point. I don't know which idiot designed it. It's just disgusting."
"Besides, the future supreme ruler of demons and gods was strangled to death by a headless high school girl who just happened to be passing by, okay? Since my game character is so bad, don't put such high expectations on me from the start, you bastard!"
Kamiya tapped her phone screen lightly, looking annoyed, and a text message popped up—
[The substitute paper doll has been used up. Current stock is 0. Refresh time is 12 hours.]
"A substitute paper figure?"
Kamiya looked down and found a small white paper figure, about the size of a palm, at his feet.
The paper figure's head droops, so fragile that it seems about to separate from its body.
"Did this thing die in my place?"
Kamiya picked up the paper figure, held it in his hand for a while, and then silently stuffed it into his pocket.
After that, he tapped the phone screen again, and the text prompt disappeared, revealing a new "Personal Information" page.
Name: Kamiyagawa
[Strength: 3]
Agility: 4
[Constitution: 3]
[Charm: 8]
[Spiritual Arts: 0]
Passive Skill: None
[Active Skill: Five Thunderbolts Orthodox Method - Residual]
"Besides being good-looking, she's useless." Kamiya shook his head helplessly. "Speaking of which, what's the use of high charm in this game? To date a female ghost?"
After closing [Personal Information], the [Start Game] button reappears.
It seems that the game "Kwaidan Monogatari" allows players to start without using a substitute paper doll.
But Kamiyagawa naturally wouldn't press the start button, and immediately quit the game: "I'd better just wait patiently, I'll be back in 12 hours."
This game is so weird. If you really die in the game without a substitute paper doll, who can you complain to?
Kamiya put his phone in his pocket and walked along the school path covered with fallen cherry blossom petals, leaving the campus.
...
The sun sank below the horizon, and the streetlights dimly lit up.
Around 6:40, Kamiya arrived at a convenience store near the school.
A sausage grill rotated quietly on one side of the counter, while oden bubbled and steamed. On the other side, chewing gum and notebooks were neatly stacked.
This is where Kamiyagawa works.
The store manager is not here today; there is only a young, muscular male employee checking the inventory.
Kamiya remembered that the male shop assistant's name was Okamura...
What was Okamura again?
Never mind, it's not important.
"Hey, Kamiya-kun, you're right on time." Okamura greeted him warmly, and even reached out to pat Kamiya on the shoulder in a very familiar manner.
Snap!
Just as Okamura's hand was about to touch Kamiya River, a dark blue arc of electricity suddenly exploded.
The burly male shop assistant shuddered in fright and quickly withdrew his hand, asking, "What...what is that?"
"Static electricity, it's just static electricity." Kamiya glanced at his shoulder.
He didn't actively use the Five Thunder Finger technique just now; the electricity on his body was probably just residual charge from when he used thunder magic earlier.
"Could static electricity be this dazzling..." Okamura scratched his head. "Besides, it's springtime, isn't it?"
"Oh, then it's not static electricity. It's a mysterious force that transcends nature."
"Haha, Kamiya-kun, you're so funny."
"Indeed." Kamiya smiled casually at Okamura, then turned and went to the staff changing room to change into his work uniform.
Today is the fourth day that Kamiyagawa has been working part-time.
Before this, he had never tried to earn money independently.
Of course, "he" here refers to the original owner of this body.
Just a week ago, this body, which was good-looking but otherwise useless, belonged to its original owner.
Now, this body is occupied by a completely new soul, from Guangdong Province in the neighboring country.
Since we've mentioned the original owner, let's tell his story—
The original Kamiyagawa was weak-willed, somewhat withdrawn, had few friends, no opinions or goals, and drifted aimlessly.
He has poor grades, poor physical fitness, and no outstanding talents.
He's like a handsome Nobita without Doraemon.
Kamiyagawa's parents divorced when he was young, and he lived with his father.
But his father, unfortunately, was a terrible person.
He was an alcoholic and a gambler. After losing all his money, he would borrow money from gangsters at exorbitant interest rates. He never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father.
It was probably at the beginning of last year when Kamiyagawa's father did the most honorable thing he could ever do for his son—
He died.
It was an accidental car accident.
Japanese people are generally enthusiastic about buying insurance; even someone like Kamiyagawa's father bought it.
His unexpected death resulted in Kamiyagawa, the sole beneficiary of the insurance policy, receiving nearly 10 million yen in accidental death compensation.
Of the 10 million, 8 million was used to pay off high-interest loans.
This avoids the situation where the son has to pay for the father's debts.
The remaining 2 million yen belonged entirely to Kamiyagawa.
But 2 million yen is really not much.
Kamiyagawa is currently attending Karin High School, a public high school. The annual cost, including tuition and other expenses, is approximately 600,000 yen.
Even if you live frugally, 2 million yuan probably won't last until you finish college.
So, now that this Cantonese-speaking "Kamiya River" has transmigrated here, after spending some time adapting to his new identity, he roughly assesses his own financial situation and immediately decides to work to supplement his family's income.
Let's go back to the original owner.
A week ago, the original owner made her first confession in her life.
As a result, the woman politely and courteously gave him the "friend zone" treatment.
With a face that's an 8 out of 10 in terms of charm, being rejected by high school girls of the same age just shows how unsuccessful the original owner's life really was.
After being rejected, the original owner was filled with grief and indignation. After much agonizing thought, she chose to explode in her sorrow and committed suicide by overdosing on sleeping pills that very night.
Only then did the entirely new "Kamiya River" come back to life through possession.
In any case, looking back on the original owner's life experiences over the past ten years, it can be summarized in eight words—
I pity their misfortune, and I am angry at their lack of resistance.
...
Kamiyagawa works at the convenience store from 7 p.m. to 10 p.m., Monday through Friday.
Wages are paid weekly, with an hourly rate of 1000 yen. The daily work is mostly busy and devoid of any enjoyment.
He worked like that until 10 o'clock, when Kamiyagawa clocked out.
After changing back into his school uniform in the staff locker room, he took a 450 yen chicken bento from the store shelf and put it in the microwave to heat it up.
This is an unwritten rule in convenience stores, and also one of the perks of the workers here.
Every day, bento boxes, bread, sandwiches, and other foods that have passed their best-before date need to be discarded.
Once the food becomes unusable, the staff can eat it at will that day, and they can even take it home in portions.