Weird Chat Horror

This is weird.

Forget about Nayuta, why is Kazusa among them.

With Utaha's wariness, he has a lot of wariness for Kazusa. Asahi once participated in a three-person family trip, not to mention that the three people took a mixed bath.

Even though Kazusa had always been honest and had never expressed the idea of participating in melees, who knew she was waiting for an opportunity.

After that, as Eriri left the villa with the two of them, the remaining seven girls gathered in the living room.

"What do we do next?"

Chika seems to be looking forward to the event.

"Hmph, if you want to say what teenagers can do when gathering at night." Nayuta said.

(It would be fine if Asahi was here.) Kazusa thought about it, and decided not to bring it up.

"How about ghost stories and testing your guts as the perfect summer activities. Actually, I know a lot of scary legends."

Utaha said seriously: "After all, as a writer, it is also my duty to come into contact with different materials."

"Wait..., if I remember correctly, you're a youth romance novelist, not a horror novelist." Nayuta interjected.

"Didn't Miss Rabbit hear what I just said? Isn't it normal for authors to be exposed to different materials? Maybe I will step into the realm of the supernatural in the next book."

Utaha made a serious lie, looked around and said, "So do you want to play?"

Kobato and Rikka pretended not to hear, and the two little girls shivered on the couch.

"Let's choose!"

As soon as Utaha finished speaking, Chika immediately.

It was very interesting to play summer horror chat with friends. Hina didn't care, and Nayuta nodded boldly, even though she felt a little guilty: "Come here!"

The opinions of all the women are very consistent, and this is a rare opportunity. Everyone here is basically playing for the first time so far.

Immediately, the fast-moving girls prepared props neatly.

Turn off all the lights and light the necessary candles.

The time was exactly 7 p.m., and the summer sky wasn't particularly dark, but the sun was almost over. Everyone was covered in a thick layer of shadows.

(There's nothing else to do, so let's try) Kazusa also nodded in agreement.

"We don't plan the show in advance, so we each tell a ghost story, okay?"

It was rare for Nayuta to agree with Utaha's opinion.

"It's up to you to decide." Hina spoke helplessly.

"Kukuku, night is my friend... I don't feel it at all."

Kobato said something unconvincing with an expression on the verge of tears.

"I…I'm not afraid of ghosts at all! If a ghost comes out, I will kill it with the power of the Tyrant's Eye!"

Rikka said so, but her petite body subconsciously approached Kobato.

Then the girls formed a circle and put a candle in the center.

"Who goes first."

Chika opened her mouth excitedly.

"Let me do it."

To her surprise, Kazusa spoke first.

Even though there was a light breeze from the open window, the living room was still a bit stuffy. In the unsteady and unstable firelight, the girls' faces appeared faintly in the darkness.

Especially Kazusa who took a candle and placed it in front of her. Her beautiful and cold white face looked extremely pale and strange in the candlelight that flickered slightly in the light breeze.

"Oh, it's so atmospheric."

Chika's interest continues to increase.

"Kukuku, Tyrant Eyes,… If you're scared, go to sleep, aren't you sleepy? I'll take you up."

Seeing that it was about to start, Kobato was terrified and wanted to find a way to get down.

It's a pity that Rikka didn't achieve her point at all, and said boldly: "I'm not sleepy."

And so, Kobato, who couldn't find a reason to leave, swallowed hard, praying that the next story wouldn't be too scary.

It would be great if big brother was here, then she could hug him quietly and shrink her whole body into his arms, and no matter how scary it was, she wouldn't be afraid.

The next villa is not clear. After Asahi leaves, the girls talk horror and weird stories. He and Mashiro come to the workshop that Eiriri temporarily chose.

The study room serves as a large study space, with a large bookshelf reaching to the ceiling in a corner, filled with all kinds of books, manga and novels.

There was a flower pot she didn't recognize on the table, Asahi saw the doujinshi that had appeared in the middle of the computer desktop, and flipped through the page at will.

"Rated 18 years and over."

Noticing Asahi's surprised expression, Eriri moved her finger with uncertain eyes: "Just a little."

As she said that, she quickly turned on the laptop: "There's another computer in the living room. Let me explain to you what to do first. I will trouble you."

Furthermore, Eriri mainly explains what to do, some fanbooks focus on the plot, some are just for pure play, and there are sound versions for all ages.

Asahi was no stranger to doujinshi, he would understand after listening to Eriri's explanation.

"You go work yourself, and leave this to me and Mashiro."

After taking the spare drawing board, he sent Eriri away.

Now was not the time to chat, for the task was hard, they had to race against time.

Eriri looked carefully behind Asahi, explaining to Mashiro as she came out, the corners of her lips slightly raised. She had wished many times, but she never thought that she would meet her in this way.

Still, not bad.

After watching for half a minute, Eriri reluctantly went to the living room.

But when she turned on the computer, she couldn't calm down, her mind always wandered into the study accidentally.

After barely drawing a page, after about ten minutes, she quietly came to the study room.

"I'm just here to check on the progress!"

Convincing herself in a low voice, Eriri stepped on the carpet and silently appeared behind Mashiro and Asahi.

In the next second, she was stunned by the painting speed of the two people.

Needless to think, the moment when the pen was drawn was so natural, wasted no time, and in just twenty seconds, a character jumped onto the stage.

The speed of the two was almost the same, and the quality was slightly better than hers.