He took the initiative to explain, "This is just a prop."
"Is... is that so?"
Upon hearing Beichuan Si say this, Morioka Youko's face relaxed considerably.
Indeed, indeed! How could anyone really use a real chainsaw to participate in a haunted house? It must definitely be just a simple prop.
Morioka Youko silently agreed in her heart.
"Then I'm going in now. Remember, if a guest comes, be sure to use the walkie-talkie to notify me."
Beichuan Si reminded her once more and then, without paying any more attention to the young girl, carried the 'prop chainsaw' and entered the haunted house set up by class 2-A.
Seeing his figure completely disappear behind the black curtain, Morioka Youko completely relaxed.
"Phew..."
She exhaled, her face filled with the joy of a narrow escape and a faint sense of perplexity.
The joy was that the Beichuan Demon King did not do anything to her.
