What Kind Of Newbie Are You?! They Said That “Summoner” Is A Terrible Job, Yet They Call Her The Last Boss – Chapter 144

Chapter 144: The Dragon’s Chicks, One Hundred Tales

September 20XX.

A certain prefecture, a certain private university.

Four students are dead in a room in the circle building.

In addition to the body, a lighter, a candle, a piece of paper with “ai” written on it, a ten-yen coin, and a video camera were found in the bloodstained room.

The police have decided to examine the video camera for investigation.

Strangely enough, the video was blacked out throughout the film, and only the sound was left.

This is the content of the audio data.


Okay, we’re good to go. You’re okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay.

What if there’s something weird in there? Oh, come on, that’s disgusting! Shh. Be quiet. That’s right. They’ll see us. C’s got a loud voice… Be careful.”

Yeah, yeah. All right, let’s get started. E, candles, please.

Do you think they’ll be able to see us from outside? I’ve closed the curtains. I’m sure they’ll be fine.

“I heard from a senior colleague that they don’t come patrolling until 2 a.m. They don’t come patrolling until 2 a.m. The circle building’s a famous hangout, you know? Stop that, it’s disgusting.

“So shut the fuck up, C.”

“Oh, thank you. Let’s get started.

[Then everyone put your fingers down.

“Hey, B, don’t put too much pressure on it, okay?” “A, you don’t have to.”

Okay, then. Angel, Angel, please come in.


Something’s wrong. It’s not working.

“That’s funny. Angel, Angel, if you’re here, please respond.”

“It’s working!”

“It’s moving even though I’m not putting any effort into it! That’s weird!”

“Awesome awesome!”

(omission)… For a while, a lot of noise and questions continued.

“Are we done?”


I’m bored. Let’s go home.”

“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel, please go home.” ?!”


“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel, please leave.”

No again…

“Oh, my God, E-chan…”

“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel, please leave.”


“Hey, stop with the bad jokes.” [”B, you’re the one, right? Don’t do that.” It wasn’t me, okay?

Calm down. Don’t let go of my finger.

“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel, please leave.”


“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel, please leave.”


“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel, please leave.”


Stop it. Don’t let go of my finger.

“Oh, shit. “Is it an A, a C, a D, or an E? “A”, “C”, “D”, “E”, “E”…

“B, keep your finger on it. Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel, how can I get you to leave?”

“‘I’, ‘K’, ‘D’, ‘E’… What the hell is that?”

“Chickens, deer… Sacrifice?

There’s no such thing.

“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel… There is no sacrifice. How do I get you to leave?

“‘Co”ro”s’… E.”

Stop it, C! You or I’ll blow you away! It wasn’t me! “D” or “E”? E?

“No more…” (Crying)

“A, be quiet!”

“Mr. Angel… Mr. Angel… Please forgive me. Please go home. Please go home.

It’s still moving.


“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel, forgive me.”

“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel, please.”

“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel, please leave.”




“I can’t take this anymore!” Are you an idiot? D?!”

“Oh, my God. I took my finger off.”

“Angel, Angel, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me…”

“The ten-yen coin’s stuck…”

“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel…”

“Hey, hey… The door’s stuck, okay?

Are you kidding me? I didn’t lock the door.

“Mr. Angel, Mr. Angel…”

Hey, what’s going on out there? Oh, yeah… Maybe someone came to save us! Idiot.

(curtain rail clanking)



“Mr. Angel, Enze…”


The recording was interrupted here.

From the condition of the bodies, it looks like the four were hit by a car or something strong (cause unknown).

In principle, the lights were turned off at 21:00 and the students were not allowed to use the Circle Building after that time. The security guards made sure that all the rooms were locked at 22:00.

However, it seems that illegally duplicated keys had been passed down among some students, and the duplicated key was found in the pocket of the victim A on the night of the incident.

The voiceprint analysis revealed that five voices were recorded in the video.

When we checked with the teachers and students, none of them knew the student called “E.” in the audio data.

The truth of this case is still unknown…




The candles go out.

Well, I guess that’s the end of my story.

Cross stopped the video data. Cross returns to his seat with a look of satisfaction on his face.

“Mmm-hmm.” Rattling.

“You’re gonna do it, aren’t you?” I’m scared.

“…” (wincing)

Cross came back with a smug look on his face and was greeted by a group of drug girls with attitude to spare.

The night of August 1st .

The innermost part of the guild home, the Castle of Darkness [Throne Room], is filled with a strange atmosphere. The atmosphere has changed drastically since the fierce battle between Guildmaster Johann and the most powerful player Roland in the past, and all the lights have been turned off.

And to create the atmosphere, undead summoners such as ghosts and the ancient king Skull Rex have been collected.

The only light in the large room is provided by a hundred floating candles. The candles are somehow extinguished one by one as each member tells a scary story.

At first, the student members were enjoying themselves, but as the story approached the 100th Chapter, the number of candles decreased and the room gradually became darker.

He was talking less and less.

The adults who organized this event were in high spirits, but we did not really want to traumatize the students.

Depending on the mood, even Donald would soften the atmosphere with such trivial stories as [The Cross of Evil] to keep a good balance.

But the atmosphere is completely frozen when Cross tells an elaborate and high quality story with only five candles left.

“Oh, hey, everyone’s not doing so well, are they? Did I go on a little too long about scary things?”


No voice answered Johann’s words.

“Shhh…” I could almost hear those words… The students weren’t in good spirits. Even Zecca must have been scared by the voice data. Her face was pale despite her usual interesting expression.

Don’t worry. Pierre called in a professional exorcist just in case something like this happened.

Johan looks at the edge of his seat. There are two players in vestments sitting there.

They are [Chinnen] and [Koo Kai] of the Buddhist guild [Kai Gan Bows], who once fought a fierce battle with dragon chicks.

You wanted to see me?

My family’s a liquor store.

“See, right? So let’s have fun.”

By the way, Pierre who invited them is sitting on his seat with a quilt over his head and shivering. It seems that he doesn’t like scary stories.

The students looked at the two Bows with a stinky look, then looked back at Johann again and said with their eyes, “Please move on…” They appealed to Johan with their eyes.

“Uh, let’s see… Who’s next?

It’s about time we ran out of ideas. Who raised their hand?

“Then I’ll…”

It was Smokejaw P. Smokejaw P., who until now had been telling scary stories he’d picked up off the Internet, said, “It’s not very scary, but… It’s a true story.” He began to tell the story.




I was in the sixth grade at the time, and I came home and…

Welcome home.

My sister, who’s in the fourth grade, must have had a short class. Her fourth grade sister must have had a short class.

“I’m home. What are you doing?

I asked him, “Game.” I got a curt reply.

I thought to myself, “I just bought a new game…” I started to do my homework in the living room.

Then about a half an hour later…

The front door slammed open.

I’m home!

I heard my sister’s voice.

Welcome back. Hmm?”

In case you haven’t noticed, I only have one sister.

“Hmm? What’s wrong, big brother?”

It was definitely my sister who came to the living room with her school bag on her back. But that doesn’t make sense.

You just got back?

“Yeah. I finished my homework with my friends at school… What’s wrong, you look pale.”

A strange kind of fear is climbing up my back. I’m sure I just had a conversation with my sister.

I didn’t see her, but I’m sure it was her voice. There’s no way I could’ve mistaken it. Then who was that I just spoke to?

Then my sister and I went upstairs, but there was no one there.




The candle will go out in a puff.

That’s all I have to say.

It was a real scary story.

He bows his head and returns to his seat.

“Oh, thank you, Smokejaw P. That was quite a scary story. Now let’s see… What?”

Pierre takes out a piece of paper from under the covers. It is handed to Johann by someone sitting nearby.

“What, am I supposed to read this? Yeah. You don’t like scary stories, but you’ve prepared one for me… Uh…”

Johann reads out the contents of the piece of paper, which he says is Pierre’s real experience.


“It was the last day of my 20th straight shift. I was on my way home in the evening after an all-nighter. I was still on the empty train, staring out with a dazed head.

Suddenly, you notice an upside-down person at the edge of your vision.

I look in that direction, but I don’t see anything.

But it’s always just out of the corner of my eye, hazy.

But it appears to have a certain presence.

I don’t know what that is.

I don’t feel any clear malice or harm.

But I’m sure they’re there.

Ever since then, when I’m tired, I see it, sometimes.

… Pierre, shouldn’t you go to the hospital?”

Johan looks at Pierre with worried eyes. The other members look at him sympathetically, but Pierre gestures, “No, I’m fine.” He gestures to them.

I’ll be next.

The next one to speak is the newcomer, Ruhorobi. She steps forward, her black hair and tail wagging, and slowly opens her mouth.




When I was in high school.

The first summer after my grandfather died.

The time of the sunset is probably just after the sunset.

After school, I was walking along the street at night when I suddenly felt a presence above me. I looked up to see what it was, and saw a flashing object.

I was so impressed that I reached for my phone.

But when I looked away for a moment, the object had moved right in front of me.

That’s when I finally realized.

The object was not a UFO, but a human soul.

I thought the human soul was blue. But the human soul was glowing green. It didn’t give me an eerie feeling, and it floated around me for a few seconds, and then disappeared like a dream.

I rushed home afterwards and excitedly tried to tell my mother.

But my story was interrupted by my sister who came home soon after.

I’m home.

“Welcome home, sis. Hey, listen, I saw something amazing!”

“Oh, is that a human spirit? Did you see it too?”

“And you… Does that mean you’re a sister, too?”

She nodded. Oh, my God. She and I were in different places and she saw a spirit.

It’s not scary, but it’s the strangest thing I’ve ever heard.




“Afterwards, my mother and I got into it, and it was settled that my dead grandfather had come to see me. So it was settled.”

“Thank you. That was a little emotional.”

Rui finishes her story and returns to her seat. It was not a scary story as she said, but the sisters who were in different places saw a human soul at the same time. It was a very strange story.

And now there are only two candles left.

“Well, I guess I’ll tell you the next part of the story. This is a story that happened at my company…

And so, the 99th. Johann’s ghost story begins.