An Exorcist Magical Girl!

“Yes, some human faces.” 

❰Skill: “A Craftsman Wears No Tool” is activated.❱

 “You should have checked properly.” “You’re not the one who summoned me?! Who are you! Who are you! I could definitely smell the owner of the note on that bastard who just left!” “No, it wasn’t.” 

❰Skill: “Simple Clairvoyance” is activated.❱

 

Both of the ghost’s palms glowed red.

 

“Two cores? This is the first time I’ve actually seen them.” “You bastard, who do you think you are, Kaaaah!” 

The ghost screamed as his right hand was struck by a black umbrella.

 

A murderous grin crossed the cat-like face as it stared down at the ghost.

 

“Exorcist Baek Iri, at your service.”

 

***

 

Last night.

 

Late at night, almost ten o’clock, someone came to see me.

 

—Baek-iri

—Iri-ya

—Are you available?

—It is urgent!

—It is urgent.

—Are you busy?

—Can you call me back?

 

My mobile phone was vibrating like crazy, so I thought it was a call, but it was a series of texts.

 

“Yang Ji-won…? All of a sudden? What business does she have to contact me…?” 

She sent me a text full of typos with no spaces.

 

What could be so urgent?

 

I got scared and called her right away.

 

Yang Ji-won picked up the phone without even hearing the connection.

 “What’s going on?” —I’m really sorry, but I only have one request, and it’s for tomorrow.—Just come in and catch the ghost, and we’ll figure out the rest. —I’ll buy you an expensive grapefruit soda, but please, just do me a favor tomorrow.

 

Three urgent voices assaulted my ears. They were Yang Ji Won, Cha Hanbyul and Kwon Yuri.

 

Oh, come to think of it, I think I also heard that the three of them were having a study session together.

 

“Wait a minute, guys, I don’t understand a word of it.”

 

I finally calmed the three of them who were firing like rapid-fire cannons.

 

“Speak slowly. What happened?”

 

The friends regaled me with a heartwarming story from the night before.

 

The three of them took turns telling the story. 

 

One of them would start talking and then the other, who was relatively calm, would take over.

 

After they explained the situation, I immediately accepted the request.

 

“If you want to exorcise ghosts, of course I can do it, but how are you going to get Hanbyul’s student ID back?”

 

It only took one ghostly gesture to end Hanbyul’s life.

 

It was dangerous to blindly attack the ghost holding the student ID card hostage.

 

—Ah, I’ve thought about that.

 

Yuri begins to talk about their plan.

  —The only way to get the student ID back safely is to take the two kids the ghost demanded and exchange them, right? “Hmm, right.”

 

The problem is that even if they summoned the two of them, they wouldn’t come out.

 

The other one, a friend of Kang’s, wasn’t even sure who she was.

 —Anyway, we only need to take two people to the ghost.

Yuri said calmly.

 

—Let’s play a trick. I’ll pretend to be Kang Yoon-ju.

 

It was a similar trick to the one she’d used in the first ghost case.

 

Hanbyul interjected from the side.

 

—I think the ghost is a bit stupid. It didn’t even know Kang Yoon-ju’s name. It probably doesn’t even remember her face. Honestly, I’m a supporter. Think about it. She didn’t transfer to this school the day after Bunshin Saba, she was here for a few more weeks. If he knew her face, he wouldn’t have waited for her to pick up her notes. The ghost would have gone looking for her. “Oh yeah, that’s a good scam.”

 

That’s how the scam against the ghost began.

 

Yuri played the role of Kang Yoon-ju, and I decided to play her friend.

 

The plan was to get Hanbyul’s student ID card, then send Yuri and Hanbyul away while I stayed behind to stab the ghost in the back.

 

In order to fool the ghost perfectly, we had to immerse ourselves in our roles.

 

We need to be more specific about the situation so that we don’t make any mistakes in the setting. We also had to get to know Kang Yoon-ju’s character a little better, otherwise the ghost would realize that it wasn’t real. I don’t want the ghost to say, “That’s not how I saw her that day.

 

Before hanging up, Yuri rattled off a list of things she needed to prepare for when she got home.

 

So Yuri and Yang Ji-won stayed up until 2 a.m. to come up with a situation where Kang Yoon-ju and her friend would have no choice but to come to Mukgyeong Girls’ High School, while Cha Hanbyul contacted her freshman classmates to find out what kind of girl Kang Yoon-ju was, down to the smallest detail.

 

—Hey, guys. What can I do…? I’m the only one with nothing to do…? 

I felt bad that I was the only one sleeping, so I asked them in the chat room, and they said they were grateful for the request and told me to leave the rest to them.

 

However…

 

When I looked bored, Yang Ji-won gave me the task of coming up with a name for the character.

 

—The name is… Kang Yoon-ju’s boyfriend’s name… Shall we call him Mr. Kim? Kim Min-ji, Kim Ji-min, Kim Ji-in, Kim Ji-eun, Kim Ji-yeon… Oh, Kim Ji-yeon sounds good. 

After deciding on a name, I started thinking about what weapons to bring.

 

Unless Kang Yoon-ju and her friend were going to destroy Mukgyeong Girls’ High School, there was no way they were going to bring a hammer or a baseball bat.

 

—An umbrella would be fine, right?

 

The weather forecast called for rain on Saturday night.

 

—Okay. Let’s just say that Kim Ji-yeon is a weather forecaster.

 

I grabbed a black three-tiered umbrella as a weapon.

 

Meanwhile, Cha Hanbyul received a new piece of information.

 

—Hey, guys! I know her outfit. Kang Yoon-ju always wore a red hoodie and a black mask!!!

 

Yuri then asked her if she remembered anything.

 ─A red hoodie?!?!─Maybe one with the ADIDAS logo on it?!?!

 

Hanbyul, who had checked with the first graders, said yes, and Yuri excitedly sent a series of tweets.

 

—Hehe! I know that!—When I was organizing the costumes for the drama club, I saw it stuck between the boxes.—I thought it belonged to someone.—Yoon-ju must have left it at the drama club.—We’ll just wear it like this. 

I thought she only threw away the doll and the notebook, but I didn’t realize she threw away the hoodie as well.

 

─Yoon-ju Kang is always giving.

 

I wonder if she thought the same thing as me, and that was the last message she left.

 

***

 

Saturday evening arrived.

 

We met the ghost an hour or two earlier than we had promised.

 

We went to the drama department office to get Yoon-ju Kang’s hoodie and practice our acting skills.

 

The new drama club room was locked, but Yang Ji-won, a member of the student council, brought the key from the school office.

 

The administration and some teachers were still at work, having called a cleaning company to clean up the blood on the playground window yesterday, so the office was open even though it was late afternoon on a weekend.

 

“The teachers are leaving now, so please leave the key at the security office.”

 

Yang Ji-won said as she handed over the key.

 “If you were any later, I wouldn’t have been able to get in. Great timing. Oh, wait. Did you also get the key to the study hall? What if it’s locked?” “Oh, if it’s locked, we can ask the guard to open it for us.”

 

I was worried, but Ji-won assured me that it would be okay.

 “And don’t worry about the club rooms, the regular classrooms are usually unlocked.” “I see.”

 

If all the classroom doors were locked, she wouldn’t have been able to walk around the whole floor and put her handprints on the windows.

 “Club was yesterday, but somehow I think club was a week ago. Maybe it’s because palm time is still so fresh in my mind.”

 

Yuri muttered as she rummaged through the boxes.

 

It was understandable. After such a traumatic event in the study hall.

 

“Oh, I would have put it right here. Did someone move it? Come on, don’t you have it over there?” “Mmm, wait a minute, there must have been some kind of junk box. Oh, here! Is this it?” “Yes! They must have moved it over to the art team’s luggage.”

 

The red hoodie wasn’t where Yuri had last seen it, so she had a little trouble finding it, but with two members of the drama club she was able to find it quickly.

 

The rest of the day was spent at a cafe near the school, going over the acting schedule.

 

“Later, in practice, we’re going to maximize our immersion, like 95%, so we’ll be able to say, “Hey, that wasn’t in the script!” And the skills will be maximized.” “Wow, it’s going to be even more realistic than it is now? It won’t be a problem to trick ghosts.”

 

As Yang Ji-won watched in admiration, Yuri laughed embarrassed.

 

“You’re Kwon Yuri, the pride of the drama club!” “But do you think the ghost will be watching us from the school gate? No, I think we should start our performance by meeting at the school gate.”

 

Cha Hanbyul scratched his head and asked.

 “Oh, it’s not that I have any complaints, I’m just really curious.” “Okay. We’re trying to draw the ghost into our intended ‘setting’, so we need to make sure we’re fully immersed in the role before we meet it.”

 

Cha Hanbyul is immediately convinced by Yuri’s explanation.

 “Ah, I see! I see. I’ll have to do my best to pretend that I’ve never seen you before. I’ll pretend I’ve never seen you before.” “Hey… it’s good that you’re trying so hard, but don’t say things like ‘I’m going to rip it off!“

 

Yang Ji-won freaked out next to me.

 

After spending some more time at the cafe, it was 8:55.

 “Let’s go.”

 

At Yuri’s words, Hanbyul and I got up from our seats with determined faces.

 

Yang Ji-won, who didn’t have a specific role, stayed at the cafe and we went to our respective places.

 

Five minutes that felt like an hour passed, and before we knew it, it was 9 p.m,

 

“…Cha Hanbyul?”

 

Our scam had begun in earnest.

 

 

***

 

This ghost wasn’t taking over the whole room like in the first ghost story or the escape from hell story.

 

It was just using its immense power to prevent doors from opening, windows from breaking and mobile phones from working.

 

So, as an exorcist, I was able to open the door.

 

In its panic, the ghost gave up the core in its right hand, but it wasn’t about to let its left hand go to waste.

 

Boom, boom, boom!

 

Tables and chairs flew everywhere, making it difficult to get close to the ghost.

 

Black Aura’s Blessed Umbrella was an advantageous weapon in melee combat.

 

But I have another offensive skill.

 

❰Skill: ‘Creator of Nothing’ is activated❱

 

I learned this skill when I escaped from Hell.

 

It’s a skill that allows you to form weapons using only the black energy of your hands, without any medium.

 

Of course, I’m still only able to gather the energy into a long, pointed line like at the beginning, but it’s enough for now.

 

The black energy is coming out sharply from the tips of my five fingers.

 

Hmm, it’s like icicles growing out of my hands.

 

While I was thinking about it, the ghost kept throwing things at me.

 

Bang! Bang!

 

The umbrella knocked over a chair and a watch, and the black energy flew like darts.

 

I was so busy dodging the objects that I didn’t have much of a hit rate.

 

Only two of the five black darts pierced the ghost’s neck.

 Thwack! Crack!

 

Seeing the black energy growing from my fingertips again, the ghost decided to dodge away.

 

“Oh, f*ck you!”

 

The ghost exited through the back door, continuing to blow up desks all over the place.

 

This time, though, it wasn’t aiming at me.

 

It was trying to physically block the door.

 

It was trying to buy some time.

 

I wasn’t going to let it get away with this.

 

The desks clustered together, a huge barricade beginning to take shape.

 

I leapt, stepping on a desk that flew a little low.