Chapter 11

Is the human soul precious?

In Miko's view, this answer is affirmative.

They have their own precious memories, or a past worth cherishing, or a past so bad they want to die, but it is undeniable that every person's soul is unique.

If Jagi were asked to answer, the answer would be completely different—"Damn it, brother, you don't think the human soul is something precious, right? This planet has given birth to one hundred billion humans!"

Omg, it's 100,000,000,000!

Since the beginning of time, about one hundred billion primates with consciousness have walked on the earth, so excluding the eight billion still alive, ninety-two billion have died; among these ninety-two billion dead, how many can say they have had a good ending?

Spirits that cannot be liberated and do not enter reincarnation will become ghosts wandering the world; among those ninety-two billion dead, how many still "exist in the world"?

There is no exact number, but it is certain that the number of ghosts is definitely more than people imagine.

"Good morning."

Hiss—

In the bright and soft sunlight, a blurry, thin figure tilted its head and grinned to its ears, politely greeting Miko.

Skinny all over, messy black hair hanging down, the pitch-black eye sockets almost reached Miko's face, wearing the same high school uniform as them, but only the upper body.

"Good morning, Hana."

"Good morning Miko, eh? Why are you wearing sunglasses today?"

The girl she called Hana, who had a dazzling blonde hair, looked full of vitality, possessed a full cleavage that was hard to be restrained even by a white uniform, and a pair of bright eyes curved into crescent shapes, asking strangely while taking a big bite of the fried rice bread in her hand.

"Nothing... my eyes are a bit uncomfortable recently." Miko ignored the uniform-wearing high school ghost stuck between her and Hana, and walked straight through those pitch-black lines to Hana's side.

"Wow! That won't do! Must go to the infirmary immediately!" As Miko's best friend, Hana Yurikawa didn't look back, dragged Miko's hand and rushed to the end of the corridor, ignoring the morning bell and the unfinished breakfast.

"Wait... wait Hana!" After being dragged for a long distance, Miko stopped and said breathlessly.

"I'm really fine!"

"Really?" The girl looked at Miko suspiciously, but separated by the black lenses, she couldn't see her friend's expression.

"Hmm." Miko nodded; she said sorry to Hana in her heart; Yin-Yang eyes or something, can also be counted as an eye disease.

Sunglasses, this is the simplest and most effective method thought of by everyone yesterday.

As everyone knows, most ghosts are dark-colored, so if Miko wears darker sunglasses, at least 80% of ghosts will lose their traces in her field of vision.

Among the remaining ones, another 80% are just black lines of outlines and clothes; as long as her attention is not completely focused, she can completely ignore their terrifying appearance.

For example, Miko's spiritual vision clarity was 4K or even 8K before, but now it's at most 360p.

Now, the difficulty of pretending not to see has been greatly reduced.

... Girls' locker room...

"Miko, you seem to be in a very good mood today."

Hearing Hana say this with a smile, the girl touched the corner of her mouth and found that it had quietly bent upward at some point.

She just sent the news that the sunglasses worked to the group.

【Great Moe God: Am I a genius? I am indeed a genius!】

【Shana: Although very unwilling, I really couldn't think of a good way.】

【Forever Seventeen: Actually so simple...】

She seemed to be able to hear the sound of the group owner laughing loudly.

"Did you watch the happy ghost talk yesterday?"

"Ah! The one with the human head!"

"As long as you open the locker..."

"Disgusting!"

Not far away, female classmates were discussing horror TV shows; this kind of thing couldn't scare Miko, who had experienced it.

Hehe, the girl proudly pushed her sunglasses to ensure they wouldn't fall off easily.

"Human head... human head in the locker or something..."

"So scary!"

Hana was about to cry from fear; she, who heard ghost stories inadvertently, trembled, her shirt half-taken off tightly covered her chest, her facial muscles stiff, her eyes wide open, and it seemed that tears were about to burst out.

"Hana is really afraid of these things."

The girl firmed her idea; she couldn't tell her relatives and friends about awakening Yin-Yang eyes casually; she could handle it by herself.

"Hey... help me open the locker?"

Hana said coyly.

"Why."

"Because there might be a human head in it! Please! If so, I can't even change clothes!"

"There won't be..."

The girl sighed helplessly; they had been to the locker room countless times, how could there be a human head in the locker.

But she couldn't understand it either; after all, everyone's threshold for fear is different; some are low, which is normal, and some are heroes who are like Mount Tai collapsing in front of them without changing their faces, possessing iron hearts, and not moving even if swords and axes are approaching, for example—her!

Swish, the locker door was pulled open.

"Look, there's nothing..."

"Great." Hana, who was hiding behind Miko, saw the empty locker and breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Miko, you're so good!"

【Can you see it?】

Above the locker that Hana thought was empty, a head at least three times the size of a normal person protruded, its eyeballs bulging outward like glass balls, its mouth wide enough to swallow a basketball, all its teeth and bloody gums exposed, repeating the malicious question over and over again in its throat.

【Can you see it?】

【Can you see it?】

"Can't see it~" Although she could hear the faint sound, she couldn't see any ghosts, and the girl cheered to her heart's content in her heart.

Miko naturally turned her gaze to Hana and sighed with envy.

As long as you put on an "attitude like usual" or "doing things that are no different from usual," it's completely fine; compared to seeing them, auditory hallucinations are not worth mentioning!

Ordinary life is really great—Miko couldn't help but think so.

Life, easy as pie!

"Bang!"

The sunglasses that were intact a second ago suddenly cracked.

The lines of sight met.

"Oh no oh no oh no.................... really can't do it!! Why is there really a human head in the locker!?"

Desperately suppressing the urge to scream, the girl bit her lip hard, her whole body trembling slightly, and she summoned the chat group every second.

【Yin-Yang Eye Miko: Group owner save me @Great Moe God】

Jagi, who was practicing under the waterfall: Miko? (Unconcerned)

Whether in fire, water, grass, or forest, in the earth, in the clouds, or in the girl's skirt (fog), there are those guys everywhere.

"They are everywhere!"

(End of chapter)