ALL NOVEL Chapter 57): The Diary
The boy struggled to get up, looking at the girl before him with horror painted on his face.
“You! What are you doing? Help me! Somebody!”
Begging for mercy had no effect—now that he had lost the opportunity for a sneak attack, he could only fight to the death.
He lowered his head and clenched his fists.
Just as he moved his fingers, the statue was suddenly filled with psychic energy as it smashed his entire arm into the floor.
He twisted his body slightly, and the statue once again slammed straight into his chest.
Seeing the boy’s body gradually becoming more deformed and broken, Yibei couldn’t help but panic inside.
‘Why hasn’t he died yet? This shouldn’t be the strongest urban legend in the school, right?’
Sensing the boy moving, she once again brought the statue down onto his head and smashed it violently.
The boy was still alive, but a grotesque hole had appeared on his face; his cheekbones had shattered, and half of his face had collapsed.
‘I don’t know his weakness, so I should hit him every time he moves.’
“Agh, a-again…”
Clang!
‘Christ, I never heard somebody wanting to get hit again.’
Under the continuous assault, the boy had already become very weak. Seeing that he was on the brink of death, he croaked out, “D-don’t kill me, w-wait!”
Yibei’s vigilance prevented the boys from sneaking up on her, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and beg for mercy.
And it seemed like an unconscious girl was being held hostage in the classroom. If he could get closer…
“I-I’m just an ordinary student,” he begged. “Please let me go; I-I’ll give you my money.”
“Shut up!” She yelled. “Xu Feng, that is you, correct?”
“H-how did you…”
“I know you,” Yibei muttered. “You act well, but I would’ve seen your skull by now. I know that there is a reason for everything, right? Well…”
Yibei fell silent, raising the statue once again.
Yes, she knew who the boy in front of her was. Xu Feng was among the people that Zhao Ke asked the Plate Deity to kill.
If Xu Feng appears at Shihekou High School, then he must be an urban legend.
The boy looked at Yibei in a daze and asked, ‘How did this girl know my name? My real name that I have almost forgotten?’
Before the boy could figure out where she got his name, the copper-coloured shadow fell upon him again. His forehead cracked open, revealing a dark gap.
An indescribable fragrance emanated from the gap in his forehead, and like a hook, it pulled on Yibei’s nerves, causing a surge of hunger in her belly.
“W-why did you hit me? I…”
“You’re planning something, aren’t you?” Yibei interrogated. However, she found it difficult to keep focus; she was getting hungry, and the smell was enticing her, and her hunger grew and grew and grew…
She needed to end him once and for all, and she couldn’t remember how to inject her psychic energy straight into the statue.
‘Come on…’
As if sensing the thoughts in her heart, the statue vibrated lightly, emitting a low buzzing sound, and that strange, magnetic feeling emerged again.
Immediately afterwards, Yibei felt a warm current pass through her body, rushing straight towards the statue.
A stabbing pain came from her chest like something was pinching at her heart.
Her blood churned in her heart, exuding a cold and evil aura.
The next moment, the statue was stained with dark, red blood, and his eyes seemed a little more bloodthirsty and hungry, and even the Sanskrit chanting became distorted and evil.
The boy didn’t know how Yibei’s psychic fluctuations changed from a fiery dominance to a gloomy evil in an instant, and the terrifying oppression made him tremble.
“Y-you can’t kill me! I’m his subordinate, and he’s not letting you go if you kill me!”
“But I’m so hungry…”
A strange smile appeared on the corner of Yibei’s mouth, and her eyes shone a bright scarlet.
Clang!
She slammed the statue onto the boy’s chest, and instantly, dark red blood covered the entire classroom.
The gloomy energy penetrated the statue’s body.
Accompanied by a shrill scream, the boy’s body began to collapse, turning into a thin piece of drawing paper in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the paper seemed to be smashed and torn by a pair of invisible hands, and it exploded like a firework in the blink of an eye.
The shredded paper fell like snow upon Yibei, and when she came back to her senses, she could see the core of the urban legend not far from her.
The core was a thin piece of paper, like a page torn from a diary. Turbid, black air flowed on the surface as if it were alive.
This was the second time Yibei saw the core of an urban legend. She stared at the diary page, frowning slightly.
‘Well, it’s better than eating an eyeball.’
She stepped forward and picked up the page, and its leather-like texture and worn-out paper reminded her of a piece of dry human skin.
She silently read the words written on the page.
[May 17th, cloudy]
Why did Lin Yiqi give Xu Feng the gift I gave her?
Why did she ask me to do his things for him? Why did she let me hide in the locker only for me to watch them make out?
Why did she show her body to him?
Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
‘Could this be Zhao Ke’s diary?’
Yibei carefully folded the page and put it in his jacket pocket for safekeeping. She wasn’t sure how to eat it, and if she had swallowed it rashly, it would be harmful as there could be adverse reactions. She plans to ask her friends at home how to consume it.
“Don’t take it for yourself,” she whispered to her jacket.
As if responding to her, the jacket raised its own sleeve and patted Yibei’s cheek affectionately.
‘Who is the ‘he’ that Xu Feng mentioned? Could it be Zhao Ke?’
It wasn’t the first time he heard of slaves or subordinates.
Yibei tried to put the pieces together when he heard a strange sound of music coming from outside the window. Just as she turned her attention to the music, a scream interrupted the silence of the campus.
“Bright, come down quick, don’t… ah!”
After the scream, there was a muffled sound of heavy objects falling from a high altitude.
And for a moment, an ominous premonition brewed within Yibei’s heart.