Chapter 7 Investigation and Request for External Assistance
"You guys, do your homework for me at home this morning, and I'll correct it when I get back."
"Ah? Then when will you be back, sister? What about my lunch?"
Kirihara Akaya's eyes went dark. His father was working overtime on the weekend, and his mother was out with friends for something. Now he was the only one left at home, miserably writing those incomprehensible scriptures.
Life was dark, and Kirihara Aka was lying dejectedly on the table.
Kirihara Ryona sighed helplessly, "Let's go out and eat, idiot."
Xiao Haidai was immediately full of energy after hearing this answer. It was not a bad idea to go out for a meal, and he could also go to the game city to play a few games.
"I say, idiot Akaye, your little thoughts are written all over your face."
Kirihara Ryona pinched Akaya's face and pulled it to the sides, "Stupid Oudoudou, everything you're thinking is shown on your face."
Little Kelp tried to break free by tugging at the devil sister's hand, "It hurts, sister!"
"It's okay if it hurts!"
"You little brat, I'm warning you. I won't stop you from going to the arcade after eating ramen, but if I come back and find that you haven't finished the homework I assigned you, you should know what will happen to you."
"I...I get it! Let go, sis!"
Kirihara Akaya rubbed his red face with his eyes full of tears, "Wow, my sister is so scary."
After arranging for Xiao Haina, Kirihara Ryona planned to go to Kanai General Hospital to see Fujiwara Mihui who was haunted by the "Aihara Curse".
She was just suspicious at first, but later a call from the assistant supervisor made her sure that the matter was related to the curse.
In the past two weeks, it's not just Group D. Students from other classes have also encountered accidents of varying sizes, and the curse has begun to become increasingly uncontrollable.
According to the information provided by the assistant supervisor, Aihara Miko was also in this hospital.
Kirihara Ryouna curled her lips and sneered. This cursed spirit was very cunning. It always hid from them when they were about to find it.
We still have to find out the reason for the birth of the cursed spirit in order to locate the cursed spirit, but Kirihara Ryona feels that this will be an unpleasant process.
Hospital--
"Hello, nurse. I'm a classmate of Fujiwara Mie. I'm here to visit her on behalf of the entire class."
Kirihara Ryona smiled sweetly at the nurse at the front desk.
"Fujiwara Mihui?" The nurse looked through the file. "Oh, that's her. She's in Room 307. But little sister, I have to tell you in advance, don't stay in there too long. She's not mentally stable right now."
"Mentally unstable?"
"Well, after she woke up, she kept mumbling things like 'I was wrong' and 'Don't look for me', as if she was possessed."
"Xiao Xia, don't teach the child bad things. We live in a materialistic world..."
"Hey, I take back what I just said..."
Kirihara Ryona left silently and walked towards Ward 307.
Being possessed by evil spirits or something like that, it should be a curse.
She knocked on the door twice, but there was no response from inside, so she knocked twice more.
"Who is it?"
"Fujiwara-san, the teacher asked me to come visit you on behalf of everyone."
Kirihara Ryona didn't say who it was, she only told the reason why she appeared here.
The ward became quiet again. After a long while, Kirihara Ryona was almost out of patience and wanted to go in directly, but she didn't expect Fujiwara Mihui to let her in directly.
"Then come in, and remember to close the door."
Just in case, Kirihara Ryona closed the door and set up a tent.
After seeing who it was, Fujiwara Mihui's expression immediately turned ferocious. "You are not from Group D, Kirihara Ryouna, what are you doing here?"
Although she was not familiar with Kirihara Ryona, Kirihara Ryona's fame allowed Fujiwara Mihui to recognize her identity at a glance.
"Don't be so nervous." Kirihara Ryona also noticed that Fujiwara Mihui was very sensitive at the moment, so she quickly comforted him, "I'm really here because of the teacher's request. I'm from the student council, and the teacher asked me to come and see how you're recovering."
She quit the student union quietly, and ordinary students would not pay special attention to who quit the department and who did not.
"Oh, well, I haven't recovered yet. You can go back and report."
That's not what the nurse at the front desk said. She clearly said I could go home to recuperate and go back to school.
She carefully observed Fujiwara Mihui lying on the hospital bed and found that her mental state was not as bad as the nurse said.
She stuttered clearly, her eyes were filled with fear but she was lucid, so she was pretending to be crazy? Why?
Unless...she has a reason for not wanting to go back to school.
Since he was pretending to be crazy, Kirihara Ryona didn't plan to use roundabout tactics.
"Did you know that Miko Aihara is also in this hospital?"
"What does it have to do with me? Should I know?" Fujiwara Mie avoided her gaze and sneered back, "If you're fine, get out. I need to rest."
Seeing that she was not cooperative, Kirihara Ryona ignored her and continued talking to herself.
She picked up an apple, sat down next to the bed, and began to peel it slowly.
"According to my investigation, Aihara Miko's presence in the class is very low, but you and your friends dislike her openly and covertly, and often target and isolate her."
"It was just a minor incident at first. Although it seemed serious to me, it was really minor compared to what happened to you later."
Fujiwara Mihui's face turned pale. She grabbed the bed sheet tightly to prevent herself from losing composure. Her fingertips lost color from excessive force.
"After all, it was just verbal humiliation at first, but then you resorted to physical assault."
Kirihara Ryouna's technique is very good, and the apple peel often falls onto the plate.
"Why don't you tell me why it got worse?"
Fujiwara Mie stared at the pale quilt, her lips sealed tightly.
She still didn't cooperate, but Kirihara Ryona didn't get angry. She answered the question for her in a calm voice.
"It's the recommendation qualification for the dance competition, right?"
Although it was a question, the affirmative tone had completely broken Fujiwara Mihui.
"I'm not wrong! It's all her fault!"
"I'm obviously more dazzling than her! I'm obviously better than her! Why am I always inferior to her in the eyes of the teacher?"
"She's so insignificant! She's so ordinary! She should just stay in the dust! I'm the brightest pearl on the stage!"
The curse spirit crawling on Fujiwara Mihui's legs grew bigger and bigger, and Fujiwara Mihui hugged her legs and wailed in pain.
“Ah—Ahhhhhh—my legs…my legs!”
"Tsk, trouble." Kirihara Ryona used cursed power to create a flaming sword, but she did not exorcise it immediately.
"I'll tell you why. Because you're ugly on the inside. You're the one who judges your excellence. You've never beaten Aihara Miko in dancing."
Kirihara Ryona calmly tells the truth, breaking Fujiwara Mihui's fantasy.
"When you think you are better than Aihara Miko, she is still training. When you suppress Aihara Miko, she is still training. When you complain about your teacher's bias, she is still training."
Like the whisper of a devil, Kirihara Ryona laid out the bloody truth in front of Fujiwara Mie, "You are so jealous and ugly, but you can't compare to Aihara Miko."
"Ahhhhhh! Get out! Get out!"
The cursed spirit was nourished and grew bigger. At this moment, Kirihara Ryouna did not hesitate at all. Flames flashed and the cursed spirit turned into ashes.
Even though the cursed spirits were exorcised, Kirihara Ryona did not relax. She knew that if the real source of the problem was not solved, these cursed spirits would continue to appear.
Fujiwara Mie's screams gave her a headache. Kirihara Ryona frowned unhappily and with a knife strike, the mad man on the hospital bed immediately fell asleep quietly.
The account was evacuated, and Kirihara Ryona left Ward 307 with the peeled apple.
"Aihara Miko is 316...ah, here we are."
After thinking for a while, Ryouna Mikihara knocked on the door.
"Aihara-san, can I come in? I'm from the student council, and your dance teacher asked me to come check on you. She's worried about you."
"……Come in."
A steady stream of cursed power overflowed from Aihara Miko's body, drifting to an unknown place, as if it was offering something.
"The teacher didn't ask you to come."
The firm tone made Kirihara Ryona stunned.
"Well, it's not."
She noticed the strange bracelet on Aihara Miko's hand, "It's a beautiful bracelet. Who gave it to you?"
“…”
Aihara Miko didn't want to pay any attention to her.
Kirihara Ryona sat down familiarly, threw the apple core into the trash can, and wiped her hands with a tissue.
"Did you know that Fujiwara Mihui was in the hospital after a car accident and broke her leg?"
"I know." A smile appeared on Aihara Miko's expressionless face. "This is her retribution, isn't it?"
“Yes, but not entirely.”
At this moment, Kirihara Ryona felt the direction of the cursed energy more clearly, and she also judged that this was not something she could handle.
She didn't understand why a cursed object of near-special grade would be in the possession of an ordinary girl.
"You can't keep this bracelet. You must give it to me."
Aihara Miko pursed her lips and said nothing, holding her wrist tightly, afraid that Kirihara Ryona would snatch it away.
"It seems you understand that Fujiwara Mie's admission to the hospital is related to this bracelet."
"Then you should also know how Fujiwara Mihui treated me! She deserved it for having her leg broken!"
Endless abuse and suppression, being locked in the toilet, locked in the locker, and then inexplicably beaten, what did she do wrong! What did she do wrong!
"She deserved it, but you didn't."
Kirihara Ryouna sighed helplessly and gently stroked Aihara Miko's hair. "What you have in your hand is a very evil thing. It is absorbing your negative energy to create and nourish a monster called a cursed spirit."
"It's true that Fujiwara Mie and her friends learned a lesson because of the cursed spirit, but..."
Kirihara Ryona's voice was soft, "But the others are innocent. They also had accidents, big and small, because of the cursed spirit."
"There were people who helped you, right? When you were bullied by Fujiwara Mihui, there were people who came out to help you, like Natsukawa with the glasses and Matsumoto with the small eyes. They were both injured by the cursed spirits."
"Do you still think you deserved it?"
A trace of emotion appeared on Aihara Miko's distorted face.
"It's true that Fujiwara Mihui and those who bullied you deserved what happened, but you shouldn't have wasted your best life on her."
"I have reported this matter to the school, and Fujiwara Mihui will receive the appropriate punishment."
Kirihara Ryona held Aihara Miko's pale hand and gave her strength.
"And you have to pick yourself up again so as not to disappoint Mr. Tanaka's expectations of you."
"……I see."
Miko Aihara closed her eyes and tears fell one by one onto the quilt.
Slowly, the soft sobs became louder, and Aihara Miko could no longer hold back and burst into tears, crying heart-wrenchingly, as if she wanted to express all the grievances she had suffered.
Kirihara Ryona did not interrupt her, but silently stroked her back, allowing her to express her grievances and fears freely.
"But, but..." After crying for a while, Aihara Miko managed to calm herself down, "I... I can't seem to take it off..."
Unexpectedly, there was still a difficult hurdle. Kirihara Ryona widened her eyes and asked, "Can't take it off?"
She tried to use her cursed energy to remove the bracelet, but failed, and her arm was still hurting from the shock.
"Kirihara-san, are you okay?" Aihara Miko asked with concern.
"It's okay." Kirihara Ryona rubbed her arm, "Let me think about it, I still don't believe it..."
“Got it!”
"! So fast? What's the method?"
"We need outside help!"
"……ah?"
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