Ch.8

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Big bro really wants these apparitions gone, he was so cold to me when I told him my thoughts on Hanako and Atsuko being good apparitions. He simply scoffed and told me to stay away from the seven wonders.

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(Library)

These all suck, I thought there might be some of Hanako's history in these books, but it's all about these silly ghost stories about that girl in the red skirt. No mention of a snarky boy in a hat and Atsuko is a special wonder to this school so no written stories here. As I sighed my pile of books fell, I gasped and quickly tried to clean up.

Suddenly this girl came up to me, she was so pretty. She was like a porcelain doll with nice slender legs.

"Hanako huh? Tell me are you interested in the seven wonders?" She asked.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that," I smiled bashfully.

"Hanako is such a cat-like kid," She said randomly.

"What?"

"If you wanna learn more about him you should check the 4:00 library," She said as she left the room.

I tried to catch up to her but she was already gone, and I was left with only questions. So I asked my closes friend Aoi about this wonder. She said it was a place that holds the records of everyone whos in the school and has been. Each person's book holds their past, present, and future in them. I must keep a lookout for the red books, and to make sure to never read them, white books belong to the living, while the black books are of those who already died.

So I guess I had to go there to find out more about Hanako and maybe Atsuko too. So I dragged Kou with me, and it is off to find the four clock library.

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"Those two screwballs all being nosey again," Atsuko said as she stared into her all-seeing pearl.

Hanako simply laughed as his head rested on Y/n's comfy scaly lap.

"It's fine, as long as they don't read the future they should be fine," Hanako yawned.

"And what are the chances Yashiro isn't going to pass that up. She is very interested in learning more about you," Atsuko sighed.

"Yeah, but I'll step in when I'm needed too," Hanako sighed as he rolled over and hugged her waist.

"Hanako," Atsuko whispered.

"Yes,"

"Lately I've been sending something off around the school, I think the traitor is making another move. So what is your counter attack Master 7th?" Atsuko asked with a professional tone.

"Don't worry I have something, I'll contact Yako when I have to go save my servents," Hanako smiled.

"Your so cruel 7," Atsuko sighed as she turned back to her pearl.

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Nene and Kou wondered through the 4:00 library a certain book caught Yashirou's attention. Climbing up the ladder Yashiro began to read the book that was about her, While she did that Kou noticed a black book with a familiar name, Y/n Minamoto.

"Hey, my Great aunt's book is here!" Kou smiled as he pulled the book from the shelf.

"Great Aunt?" Yashiro asked.

"Yeah Aunty Y/n was one of the best Exorcist in the Minamoto family, she was the only one who could summon familiars to take down evil spirits," Kou smiled as he read through the pages.

"I bet she was powerful and lived a long life," Yashiro smiled.

"No, she disappeared one day, and no one was able to find her. So maybe this can tell what happened to her," Kou said as he got closer to the end of the book.

Yashiro nodded as she hesitated to read the red section of her book. Kou read through all of Y/n's adventures and her training sessions, till he came to the final page. As Kou looked over the words, the serious look from his eyes slowly faded as it was replaced with sorrow. 

"I can't believe it," Kou gasped quietly.

"what happened?" Yashiro asked from her seat on the ladder.

"Y/n was killed by some sicko who couldn't take a love rejection, so he drowned her in the lake behind the school," Kou said as tears welled up in his eyes.

'Why does that sound familiar?' Yashiro wondered when she noticed that her book turned red.

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"Hanako, I think they might be in danger now," Atsuko stated.

"Aright let's go save that too," Hanako smiled.

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