Chapter Cover: Kuroki with no glasses, reading a book with a flashlight about ghosts, sitting in a dark room on his bed under a sheet, his older brother's silhouette in the reflection of his doorway.

Small panel ontop of below panel: The bunny head shaped bell tolls

Panel: Kuroki is standing outside Herbology up against the lockers with Ashuri as Ranmaru walks out looking aggravated.

Panel: Ashuri raises an eyebrow as Narayana hurries past the group, knocking Ranmaru into Ashuri and quickly walking down the hall. The pink haired boy looks after the red head before he turns to Ranmaru after catching him.

Ashuri: Are you ok Kuho?

Panel: Zoom in on Ranmaru's angry yet tired face.

Panel: Zoom out, he smiles at Ashuri and stands upright, shaking his head.

Ranmaru: I'm fine, apparently he and my sister are having a disagreement and Kyun's taking it out on me.

Ashuri: That sounds rough buddy. You'll be fine though, we have Protection Against The High Phantom Arts class today in the dungeon of the school, so, cheer up!

Panel: Ranmaru sighed, looking at Ashuri with gloom lines behind his head as he sweat dropped thinking about the various psychotic professors he'd heard stories about. Images of them float behind his head.

Ranmaru: Isn't that the class we all just got assigned to that changes professors nearly every semester due to strange and unexplainable circumstances that usually end up with missing and or dead students?

Panel: zoom in on Ashuri. Hearts, stars and pineapples float behind Ashuri in a glittery happy positive background as he closes his eyes and grins, holding a thumbs down, head tilted to the side.

Ashuri: Yup!

Panel that is not actually a panel, Ranmaru's shocked, freaked out anime style face screaming in large graphic text inside the panel Ashuri is being all positive in: THAT SEEMS ODDLY SPECIFIC. AND THAT'S NOT A GOOD THING!

Small text next to this panel with a chibi Ranmaru head next to it: and why are you giving a thumbs down?

Chibi ashuri head next to small text next to this panel looking up at the chibi ranmaru head: Thumbs down in ancient arena fights means to let him live! Thumbs up means kill him!

Chibi ranmaru head with small text next to this panel looking up at chibi ashuri head: Oooh, informative.

Chibi Ashuri head looking up at chibi Ranmaru head small text next to this panel: Yup yup.

Panel: Ranmaru slides a hand down his own face, he walks with Ashuri and Kuroki.

Ranmaru: We've only been here for two fucking weeks, my father said I had to graduate from here if I ever wanted hope of entering the Royal Magi Detective Academy...yet in those two weeks...

Panel: Ashuri tapped his chin as they walked, the ghost hunter club poster appearing behind his head, Ranmaru's bleeding desk, the open sliding door of the phantom protection arts class all floating over his head in tiny bubbles.

Ashuri: We found out about Elm Street, You got a bleeding desk that I am pretty sure is following you around the school.

Panel: They paused and Ranmaru turned to glare as the sound of a desk scraping the floor can be heard in the distance. Annoyance marks appear on his head.

Ranmaru: Go on. This isn't as bad as our old school but still…. (He looks exasperated)

Ashuri: Dude, our old school was crazy. As for here, we found out about the epic fail of the I Ain't Afraid Of You Ghosts Club aaand the phantom arts protection professor died. Makes it a pretty nice thing to put in an academy bio right?

Panel: Ranmaru paused, holding a hand up and out toward Ashuri. Ashuri stopped as did Kuroki, they looked at him curiously.

Kuroki: Kuho?

Panel overlapping the below panel: Ranmaru's eyes are overshadowed, a long, open mouthed ghost floating out of his mouth. black lines of shock mixed with outrage and fear behind his head.

Panel: He takes a step toward them, almost zombie-like.

Ranmaru: You....what...the professor is WHAT?!

Panel: Ranmaru screams the word what, head large and nearly blowing Ashuri and Kuroki off the panel as they are smaller and even more exasperated.

Panel: Ashuri sighs and places a hand on Ranmaru's shoulder.

Ashuri: Daiku-sensei was the old history of magical studies professor, but he was found dead in the stairwell of the astronomy class area after school a few days ago, like de Nuovo-sensei told us, remember?

Panel: this scene is shown behind Ashuri as he talks, you cannot see Daiku-sensei’s body other than his black shadowy outline legs dangling over the railing of the staircase and a blood splatter on the wall.

Panel: Ranmaru grunted and nodded, they all started walking again.

Ranmaru: So Daiku-sensei was changing jobs? I thought he just disappeared or something!

Panel: Ashuri nodded while the trio made their way into the dungeon of the school, walking down a long flight of stone steps.

Ashuri: Yea, he was going to be our new Protection Against The High Phantom Arts professor, I don't know why, some people say…

Panel: Ashuri leaned into Ranmaru's ear, whispering, zoom in on this scene, panel ontop of the below panel.

Ashuri: That he was a werewolf.

Panel: Ranmaru blinks as Ashuri and Kuroki walk past him, the walls change from regular bricks to old stone castle bricks. They reach the bottom, stone walls, stone benches every so often along the walls. There are suits of armor on the walls in grooves inside the walls, stone pillars every so often along each wall, a large trophy case sat in between two plants next to the Protection Against the High Phantom Arts class door.

Kuroki: I don't actually have this class this period yet, I will soon, it's my study period right now. I only walked with you both to see where it was.

Panel: Kuroki waved at them both and they waved back. He then turned and walked back up the stairs as they entered the class.

Panel: Kuroki walked back up into the school, adjusting his glasses. He walked toward a long staircase that hovered just slightly off the ground. Standing on it quietly he watched as it carried him to the library.

Caption: My name is Yowami Kuroki

Panel: The staircase begins to move away, he reaches out to pet the banister with a small smile.

Caption: I'm not a very social person.

Panel: He walked to his regular locker, taking his magic textbooks out and walking into the library.

Caption: I like to collect books about ghosts, and ghost hunting, because my older brother, Shingo, liked them.

Panel: He sat down in the library, grabbing another book from a floating haunted book storm that flowed past him.

Caption: He always wanted to be a really famous ghost hunter.

Flashback Panel: Shingo with his friend Makari next to him, walking into a haunted house is super imposed behind him.

Caption: He died before I was born, and as far as I know...

Flashback Panel: The scene of Shingo’s death is behind and above Kuroki, as he sits at the table, surrounded by books. A gruesome bloody scene, he was literally turned inside out, his large intestine was dangling from the ceiling fan, his eyeballs were stuck to the window across the room, staring out, the strings swaying. His jaw was twisted into a pretzel shape, his legs and lower torso on the coffee table muscle flayed from bone. His upper body was on the couch, blood pouring from his empty eye sockets, mutilated mouth, ears and nose. His tongue had been pulled out as far as it could go, dangling onto his chest through the twisted mass of what was once his jaw. His upper body was inside out, his skin like flaps of paper that stuck to the couch. His hands were in a prayer position gripping the front doorknob.

Caption: As far as I know, from pictures mother tried to hide, his death was absolutely horrific. He was killed by a demon, by Satan himself.

Flashback Panel: Shingo is rubbing his mother's heavily pregnant stomach, grinning while holding a small book on ghosts.

Caption: Shingo-niisan loved to read me stories while mother was carrying me, she showed me old home movies. Well...

Flashback Panel: Kuroki sneaking into his mother's home movies collection, sitting down and watching a video of Shingo talking about ghost hunting, hanging out with Ranmaru's eldest brother and Clover.

Caption: I wasn't so much allowed. But it was worth it. Mother was always so, overprotective. I wonder why.

Panel: Kuroki sits there in total silence, studying for an arithmancy class. His notes end up strewn across the table after a while. His mother forbidding him from eating halloween candy or going outside or even talking to his friends on weekdays playing behind him.

Caption: I want to collect all the ghost hunting books my brother couldn't, only three or four more left to complete this latest collection. With Yūsha-kun's help, I can do it.

Flashback Panel: Kuroki and Ashuri out the night before, sneaking into an old house to find the ghost hunting book: Seeing Spooks Volume Nine, with a sheet like ghost on the cover.

Flashback Panel: Kuroki snatches it and they leave the house quickly as an old blind man appears from another room with a shotgun.

Caption: I'll never stop collecting the books my brother never got to read.

Panel: He keeps studying, the boys who killed the cat girls earlier walking into the library and boxing with the haunted book storm.

Caption: Though I wonder why they keep ending up in dangerous places?

Panel: He looks at the ceiling, tapping his chin as the boys get hung by their underwear on the gargoyles strewn around the room by Father Treza, in his wizard form, wearing an eye patch, dressed in a long black teacher's robe, he was the librarian.

Caption: It seems oddly specific....

Panel: Kuroki shrugs as the bell tolls, Treza slapping the boys on the gargoyles with a rolled up magazine as they start fidgeting and complaining. Kuroki doesn't notice the commotion and leaves the library.

Caption: Really oddly specific.

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