This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Beichuan Temple can almost confirm that one of the soul-suppressing twins is Eternal Asamiya.

After all, being able to span such a long timeline and leave clues for himself, Asamiya Eiji must not be able to use common sense.

Why Hitomi Asamiya suddenly went to Tokyo nine years ago, there must be something hidden in it.

And to find out about those, you must first go to the ‘Between the Coffins’.

Beichuan Temple stepped over the pothole he made and walked to the second floor.

He was about to go directly to the first floor, but there were bursts of women's mournful cries from the corridor on the right hand side of the second floor.

The tone echoed throughout the corridor, producing a strange echo.

Beichuan Temple stopped the movement of walking down, he thought for a while, the Kanesada in his hand flashed out, and the whole person walked towards the corridor on the right without haste.

Logically speaking, the corridor on the right should be about the same length as the corridor on the left, but for some reason, when the light from the flashlight hit it, it was completely swallowed by the darkness, and nothing could be seen.

The side of his flashlight is reflected on the gray wall.

In the depths close to the wall, there is a Japanese-style sliding door that has been opened silently at some point, and the crying sound also came from it.

Beichuan Temple subconsciously attached his pupils to the dead energy, and at the same time glanced at the remaining amount of dead energy.

There are 65 points left in the dead breath, enough for him to continue squandering.

That being the case, Beichuan Temple stepped on the foot and rushed directly into the room.

His idea is very simple, no matter what you see when you go in, go straight to Kanesada and chop.

Try to hit the opponent with an open door kill.

As soon as Beichuan Temple rushed into the room, he smelled a disgusting stench.

This was somewhat similar to the smell of burning human body fat, which made him frown, but he didn't stop.

The vertical light of the flashlight swept across.

The cries were hidden behind a yellowed paper screen!

Without saying a word, Kitagawa Temple kicked over the screen, and the Kanesada in his hand shone coldly——

But in front of him is just an afterimage.

That's right.

Just a mere afterimage.

It was a woman in a white kimono.

It's just that the white kimono has been stained red with bloodstains.

The scalp followed the insertion of the comb, and the combing action fell off piece by piece, and the blood flow continued.

But this woman still looked at herself in the mirror obsessively.

She was crying and laughing at the same time, she raised her hand to comb her hair with great strength, the ebony comb was inserted into her already fragile scalp, and then pulled down fiercely! With blood splattered everywhere, it was as if his head was not his own.

The afterimage of a woman in a white kimono is carrying Kitagawa Temple on her back, combing her hair vigorously.

Beichuan Temple seemed to be able to hear the whispered curse from her weeping and laughing murmur:

"Li... Liang... When will you come to see me again?"

"Liang... Didn't you say that you like seeing me comb my hair the most? This comb was also given to me by you... But why——"

Unforgettable love turned into hatred.

In the woman's last murmur, there was clearly resentment:

"Why don't you come to see me!? Liang?"

After these words fell, the afterimage also shattered and dissipated.

Only then did Beichuan Temple see the scene around the dressing table clearly.

It was dense... torn with fingernails, leaving words and room tatami with black blood.

The tatami is not only covered with withered and yellow hair that is attached to the scalp, but also written with incomplete words of different sizes.

'The Magong family has been empty for a day, and no one controls me anymore--I can wait for you again, right? good? '

‘Asamiya’s house is empty for the second day in a row... Today is also a day when no one disturbs you, Ryo, come and see me soon? By the way, I lost the comb that Liang gave me. I have to find it. '

The handwriting is separated by a line.

'I can't find the comb, but why? Why don't you come and see me? good! good! Don't you like me? I see...the bastard who lived in the coffin must have seduced you, right? Comb must be her too...damn dammit! I must...I must...'

'Day four. I ate up everything in the kitchen. I understand, I should have been abandoned by the Asamiya family, right? They're all gone, no one cares about me! Hahaha! right! No one can stop me now! I can be with you now, Ryo--'

Beichuan Temple continued to look down with the light.

This time there is no record of the date, only a single repeated interrogative sentence written in one piece.

'Why don't you come? Why not come? Why not come? Why not come? ...'

From these words, it can be clearly seen that Asamiya Natsuki who lives here has gone completely crazy.

But the words left by Asamiya Natsuki made Beichuan Temple a little confused.

What happened to the Asamiya family that left Asamiya Natsuki, who was in a semi-crazy state, at home alone?

It can be seen from the above that Asamiya Natsuki lived alone in Asamiya's house for a long time, and she ate everything in the Asamiya's kitchen.

Why did the Ma Gong family go out for so long without even keeping the servants?

Beichuan Temple turned on the light and continued to watch.

For some reason, the handwriting was much clearer and more orderly this time.

But looking at this sentence, Beichuan Temple felt something was wrong.

He read on.

‘A guest came to the Asamiya family today. '

'My favorite Liang. '

‘He was wearing strange clothes and carrying a backpack, and he was exploring the Asamiya house by himself—he came to look for me, right? I am so happy. '

'He looked at the words I left...I really...wanted to eat him! ! ! ! '

Seeing this, Beichuan Temple only felt the hairs all over his body suddenly rise, and the whole person suddenly turned forward!

At some point, there was already a woman standing behind Beichuan Temple.

It was a woman whose head was covered with jet-black pus, and whose scalp was almost exfoliated.

She had a weird smile on her face, and her eyes without whites turned to stare at Beichuan Temple——

Beichuan Temple could feel her sharp gaze like a knife.

"good..."

The female wraith let out a sigh of satisfaction and resentment, and retreated into the darkness.

But the other party did not leave, and Beichuan Temple could clearly sense the malicious sight in the darkness.

Beichuan Temple retreated subconsciously.

Then he paused, and suddenly a biting chill came from his ankles!

Beichuan Temple looked at the soles of his feet, and found that at some point, half of the body of the female wraith was exposed on the tatami, and the slender and deformed palm was pinching his ankle fiercely!

Seeing that she was about to break his ankle, Beichuan Temple snorted coldly, and the dead air wrapped around his ankle, and the Kanesada in his hand wiped the opponent's eyes like silver water!

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Amidst the jet-black liquid splashing everywhere, the female wraith leaned back and let out a shrill cry!

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