Bizarre Honkai, a Wife-Chasing Crematorium

"It's trying to stall for time again. No, although it looks the same overall, the word 'reborn' is clearly written with more emphasis."

Even in this critical moment, Li Mo didn't forget to think about the noteworthy clues.

The more urgent the moment, the more he couldn't let go of even the slightest bit of odd detail.

Since the notebook had started providing a solution and wasn't stalling, it meant that this sentence must have a special meaning, but he just didn't have enough information yet, and didn't know about it.

[The fourth day's ritual has arrived. Last night, I completed the death announcement ritual. All the bizarre entities that heard that sentence through the broadcast have come to the auditorium tonight to mourn.]

[But the fourth day's ritual isn't just that, there's also the ghost banquet. Once all the seats have been filled, the auditorium will no longer be a safe zone that shelters the living, but rather, a restaurant for ghosts.]

[At that time, the ghosts will ignore all rules and enjoy the living in the restaurant.]

[Everyone will die, including me.]

[To stop this from happening, I can only gamble, gambling that the judgment would make a mistake. So, I sat in the last empty seat, accelerating my bizarre revival by constantly injuring myself.]

[I concealed myself from the senses of the ghosts in the other eleven seats and successfully made the auditorium judge that I'm a half-bizarre entity.]

[I succeeded. There aren't any extra seats in the auditorium, but the number of bizarre entities was judged to be eleven and a half, which can't reach the rule of twelve bizarre entities to start the banquet.]

[At 10:00 PM, the ghosts roaming around the academy discovered that the banquet in the auditorium still hadn't started, so they started to gather and rush into the auditorium to compete for the seats.]

[This competition for seats won't last too long. As long as I can hold onto my seat, I can perfectly resolve this trap.]

[But my body is becoming increasingly strange. I can't feel my blood flowing anymore. If things keep going on like this, I won't be able to wait until the next morning. I will die due to my bizarre revival...]

[Therefore, I made a bold decision...]

[I'm going to kill "Li Mo."]

"…"

The first page of the notebook was almost filled, and the style of the paper had also become very familiar, very similar to the diary pages he found by chance in the infirmary.

The notebook had always displayed content on its first page, and as the number of times it was used increased, the wrinkles and damage to the first page had increased as well.

There were even some dust and cobwebs that shouldn't have been there, as if they came from a very distant spacetime.

I'm going to kill myself?

Li Mo's heart skipped a beat. He realized that the notebook's plot seemed to be gradually surfacing.

It knew that he didn't have any other choice. So it was now revealing its true form, no longer hiding itself, exposing its goal to him clearly.

[I left my seat and walked straight to the entrance of the auditorium. During this time, half of the head ghosts will attack me, and the other half will fight the eleven ghosts on the seats.]

[But I won't die. My body has already far surpassed the limits of humans. Even if half my head is eaten, I can still survive.]

Li Mo saw this information and was a bit confused. He wouldn't die, but if he was constantly injured and constantly healing, wouldn't he still lose his self-will after reviving as a bizarre entity?

The notebook seemed to know Li Mo's confusion and continued to display hidden information.

[I also won't revive as a bizarre entity and lose my self-will. When the bizarre entity inside me is about to take over my body, the Unlucky Ghost will mock and curse me in advance. Its mockery will steal my bad luck and help me temporarily suppress the progress of my bizarre revival, so that I can retain my self-will and make it to the entrance of the auditorium, to write down the time before I came to this world, and—]

["I'm here, Kiana."]

"The Unlucky Ghost? Is that the real name of the broadcast ghost…"

Li Mo remembered the question that he asked the notebook the first time he entered St. Freya Academy.

At that time, he asked the notebook how many ghosts were in the broadcast room. The notebook's answer was that there was only one. The broadcast wasn't a ghost, but the person who spoke through the broadcast was.

And that was the reality. Ackerly was a head ghost.

And the voice that had appeared inexplicably in his mind wasn't the ghost in the broadcast. It was a ghost that had possessed him at another moment when he wasn't paying attention.

Perhaps he had violated some of the Unlucky Ghost's rules for possession.

But there wasn't any extra time to think about the origin of the Unlucky Ghost right now.

[After I finish this task, I will take out the corpse from the black coffin and bring it to the "dining table." I'll lie down on top of it, completely overlapping with his body.]

[The curse of the Unlucky Ghost will last for three days. During these three days, my consciousness won't be invaded by any bizarre entity. It will be fully preserved inside my head. If I can enter the black coffin, then the curse of the Unlucky Ghost will clash with the suppression rules of the black coffin, thereby extending the effective time of the curse, although... the effect of the curse will also be reduced.]

[But inside the black coffin, I will be absolutely safe. I will absolutely not die, absolutely not…]

Three absolutes?

Li Mo looked at that sentence with suspicion. The notebook wouldn't lie, so this sentence was true.

But if it kept emphasizing it, then there was definitely something wrong with it.

[Lastly, I will command Saori Tsuruyo to raise Shigure Kira's greatsword and chop off my head. My head will fall onto the corpse of "Li Mo" below. At that time, I will still retain my self-will.]

[Before that, I was attacked by the Upside-Down Ghost, and my spine became longer. When the bizarre entities inside my body no longer suppress themselves, the spine under my head will grow wildly until it connects to the spine of the headless "Li Mo" corpse.]

[I will be put inside the black coffin by Saori Tsuruyo, and completely fall into dormancy.]

[My name is Li Mo. When you read this, I am already dead.]

[But I am reborn. My name is Li Mo, and I am still alive.]

"Heh, even though I know that I shouldn't trust you, I don't have another choice."

Li Mo slowly got up and left his seat.

The evil voice in his mind sounded again, playing its cheerful little trumpet, "Are you in despair? Are you sad? You're going to die! Haha! All of you are going to die! This time, no one can save you!"

Li Mo wasn't moved by it. He just continued to move forward.

From a certain perspective, the Unlucky Ghost, was as disgusting and annoying as the puppets of the Herrscher of Domination.

But in Li Mo's eyes, the Unlucky Ghost was much more likeable than the Herrscher of Domination.

After all, it could give Li Mo some benefits, or even a hope of survival.

"Big Brother…?"

Saori Tsuruyo looked at Li Mo in confusion. She didn't understand what Li Mo wanted to do.

Countless revived head ghosts that were rushing forward were close. As long as they got closer, her head would be devoured completely.

For normal people, getting your head eaten meant death.

Li Mo knew this, but still walked into the head ghost horde. Had he given up on himself?

"Even senpai has given up... we're going to die. We're going to be eaten by these disgusting heads... I don't want to, I don't want to die!"

"It was so difficult to make it to the last two days. If I knew it was going to be like this, I would rather die under senpai's gun..."

Compared to being slowly eaten away by ghosts, perhaps a bullet piercing their brain would be less painful.

Saori Tsuruyo watched Li Mo. Half of the heads continued to move forward, and half started to gnaw at his head.

Li Mo completely disregarded it and walked toward the entrance of the auditorium. His ears were bitten off, his nose was torn away, and his chin was eaten off...

His bones were exposed, but they were quickly covered by new flesh.

Was he going to abandon them?

A thought floated into Saori Tsuruyo's mind.

"...Perhaps this is the best outcome. Big Brother has already done his best."

"Compared to everyone dying here, and even more people dying because of it in the future, he can survive, prepare properly, and he'll definitely be able to deal with the ghosts here."

"Neither I, nor anyone here, has the right to ask for more."

Saori Tsuruyo sat down next to Shigure Kira, tightly grasping the thermometer in her hand.

Her heart was a mix of emotions.

It was impossible to say that she didn't blame Li Mo. No one wanted to be abandoned. No one would feel anything less than disappointment if they witnessed the moment they were abandoned.

But the gratitude inside of her far exceeded this resentment. At least she had seen the dawn, and had been illuminated by the faint glow of the morning.

"Although this is very pessimistic, it seems that...dying isn't so bad."

"Because we have already witnessed the dawn."

Saori Tsuruyo smiled wryly, gripping the thermometer tightly. She didn't despair, nor was she pessimistic. She just quietly watched Li Mo leave.

Li Mo's figure was gradually covered by the heads and disappeared from everyone's sight.

His tendons snapped, and then they were quickly repaired.

His fingers were broken, his Achilles tendon was torn, and his body was filled with large and small gaps. Nothing was intact.

His body was getting colder and colder, and his movements were becoming more and more stiff. His body was becoming increasingly strange, and even starting to conflict with Li Mo's consciousness.

Li Mo wanted to move forward, but his body tried to move backward…

This was bad news. Li Mo's body had already been occupied by the bizarre entity, and was no longer completely under his control.

But fortunately, the The Bad Luck Spirit's curse had taken effect. The bizarre entity had not been able to take over his brain. He was still able to retain his complete self-will.

Soon, Li Mo arrived at the entrance of the auditorium. The scenery before him was desolate. The dim moonlight shined on his toes, giving off an eerie crimson glow.

Outside the auditorium, wherever the moonlight shone, on trees, the playground, the basketball hoops, the tiles…

Without exception, wherever the moonlight touched, blood-red eyeballs sprouted, constantly moving, trying to see the whole world.

"Write down the date before I came here, and one sentence."

Li Mo murmured to himself, glancing at the distant walls. There were no bizarre entities that could stop him now.

He didn't need to make any unnecessary resistance. He would just let the heads gnaw at him.

Li Mo wouldn't die.

Because he, now, was a bizarre entity.

"My current state allows me to leave. To leave St. Freya…"

The thought of escape didn't even linger in Li Mo's brain for half a second before being completely discarded.

"So many people have died, and so much sacrifice has been made. I can't accept this."

Li Mo squatted down. Under the eerie crimson moonlight, he bit his index finger hard and wrote a sentence filled with longing, using his blood:

"I'm here, Kiana."

The moonlight shone on the bloody words, and the eyeballs suddenly turned their burning gazes towards him.

Before the blood dried, it would become a medium, a medium that brought terror.