Chapter 048 Chapter 48

Saito Shun stared closely at the red figure in the distance. He didn't dare to blink and just kept staring at it.

The red shadow stood there without any movement.

It looks like a person, but how can a person maintain the same posture for such a long time? Even the red dress doesn't seem to be moving.

"What did you see?" Okita Shinro asked in confusion.

Saito Shun didn't dare to look away, and pointed forward: "Do you see that red figure?"

"A red figure?" Okita Shinro followed the direction of Saito Shun's finger and shook his head, "No, I didn't see it."

"You must be kidding. It's right there, in such a conspicuous red color!" Saito Shun was very excited. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Okita Shinro and shouted to him, "Look carefully again!"

After saying this, he turned around and saw the red shadow getting closer.

"That... I saw it too." Ling Nai clutched her bag tightly, with cold sweat on her forehead, "A long red skirt, right?"

Saito Shun nodded quickly, as if he had found a confidant.

"And she's getting closer and closer to us." Ling Nai's voice trembled, "I can even see her long black hair."

"Reino, this joke is not funny at all." Miyuki said tremblingly.

Ling Nai said loudly, anxiously and fearfully: "I won't joke in this situation!!"

When he looked up after yelling, he saw the woman in the red dress and long hair had appeared on the side of the road. She was estimated to be no more than thirty meters away from them.

Even though the light was dim, the distance was close enough for Saito Shun and Reino to see the woman in the red dress clearly. The woman's head was bent 90 degrees, looking at her feet. Her long black hair hung down to cover her cheeks, and her hands hung down weakly, looking very strange.

"Well, let's go." Ling Nai's tears flowed down, "She is scary, really, we don't want to stay here."

After saying that, she stood up with her bag, turned around and wanted to leave the platform. After she stood up, she found that the woman in the red dress had appeared on the other side of the track. The woman raised her head a little, and a scarlet eye stared at Ling Nai through the gaps in her black hair.

Ling Nai screamed in fright, dropped the bag in her hand, turned around and ran away.

Saito Shun, who saw the same thing, followed closely behind.

The other people all had bewildered looks on their faces, they didn't see anything, but the frightened expressions of Saito Shun and Reino didn't seem fake. There are some things that you can't help but be afraid of just because you can't see them. When the thought "it's right here" arises in the mind, fear has already taken hold of the heart.

All of a sudden everyone ran along.

The woman in the red dress did not chase them. She just stared at them with her scarlet eyes as they left. Then, she kept her neck still and swayed her hands and feet slightly on the ground. It looked like... a person whose neck was hanging in the air, being blown by the wind.

[I was scared to death!! I was really scared to death!!]

[Is it scary? Saying that they saw something and then screaming and running away, this acting is too fake. ]

[Yeah, at least put a dummy or something, what are you screaming at when there is nothing there. ]

[Oh my god, didn’t you see that woman in the red dress?]

[What red dress woman? ]

[It’s the woman in the red skirt! Didn’t you see it? ]

[I saw it. It was super scary. ]

【I didn’t see it.】

[I didn’t see it either.]

[It’s clear, are you blind if you don’t see it? There’s also a close-up of that scary face.]

[It is true that the camera pulled forward a bit, but there was nothing. ]

[Is there anyone who is also posting fake comments in this comment section? ]

[Let’s not discuss this. What you see and what you don’t see may vary from person to person. They have entered the town.]

[Does anyone know where this place is? Can anyone from Japan explain it to me? Or are there any international students here? ]

[I am an international student, but I have always lived in Kyoto. The architecture of this town is also a bit old. It should be a remote place like a rural town. ]

[It looks like the style of the Showa era. ]

[It was the Showa era. There are no such old-style signboard buildings now. This is a unique style of architecture after the Kanto Earthquake. It almost doesn't exist now. Even if there are, there are only a few left occasionally. There is no place where there are such a large street. 】

After the Kanto Earthquake, many businesses used concrete to increase the earthquake resistance of their shops, but small business owners could not afford the high costs, so they added a "Western-style coat" to the original wooden townhouse. The interior remained traditional, only the exterior was European-style, and because it was made by the store owner himself, the materials and shapes were very interesting.

In addition, the roadside telephone poles are covered with small advertisements, and the two- or three-story buildings are filled with black wires. Chaos is also a characteristic of this era.

These old-world buildings and streets make you feel as if you have traveled through time and space to a world from decades ago.

However, the escaping Saito Shun and Reino and others had no time to pay attention to the surrounding architectural style and scenery. In addition, the surrounding environment was very dark, so they could not pay attention to other places for a while.

They didn't even notice where they were running to until they were tired.

"Slow down..." Hideto Aburano was the first one to beg for mercy. As an office worker, he was wearing leather shoes and a suit, which were not suitable equipment for running. In addition, he had been working late into the night, and he felt that if he continued running like this, he would faint on the spot even if he didn't die suddenly.

At the same time, Aburano Hideto didn't want to be left behind, so he grabbed the arm of the person closest to him and said, "How about we take a break? Yeah?"

The one who was caught was Okita Shinro. He hesitated for a few seconds, then saw that Yanagida Maiko and the other three girls looked like they were suffocating, so he asked, "Shun, are we being chased by someone?"

Saito Shun looked back and saw only two or three lights illuminating the dark path. The lights were particularly dim. It was too dark and he couldn't see farther away, but he could still make out that there was no red color chasing him.

He shook his head, stopped, walked to the side of the electric pole, and squatted down to hold on to it.

"What...should we do next?" said Maiko Yanagida, wiping the sweat from her chin.

The others shook their heads.

"Hey, what is this place? Is there such a nostalgic street in Jingxian?" Li Mei said while looking around.

They were standing on a shopping street at this moment, but the doors on both sides were closed. And they were not modern rolling shutters, but ordinary sliding doors with half glass.

Okita Shinro laughed awkwardly and said, "It's like I traveled back to fifty years ago..."

No one else laughed, and everyone felt a chill down their spine.

They were thinking, maybe they really had traveled through time and space, maybe this was another world.

Saito Shun placed his hand on the telephone pole and moved it downwards. His fingers touched something. He turned his head and saw that it was a missing person notice.

The missing person is a woman in her twenties, surnamed Xiao Chengyuan. The area where her name would be was covered by something pitch black and could not be seen.

Below it was written the clothes she was wearing when she went missing: a white floral dress and waist-length black hair, and at the very bottom was the time and place she went missing.

The location was also covered by black marks, but the time was still clear - June 7, Showa 39.

"Look at this." Saito Shun pointed at the missing person notice on the telephone pole and said.

Miyuki looked at it and said in fear: "Are we in the Showa era now?"

"It's too strange even for the Showa era." Rimi looked around, "It's too quiet."

“That’s how small towns were during the Showa era,” said Okita Shinro. “They would close their shops early and go to sleep.”

Some small villages that rely on the land for their livelihood still maintain the habit of working from sunrise to sunset, but it is not surprising that in the Showa era, except for big cities, other places were very quiet at night.

“Beep beep—”

The car horn sounded, startling several people. Everyone looked around in panic and saw a bus slowly driving towards them at the end of the road.

The street was a little narrow, and the blue and white bus took up most of the lane. The bus seemed to have some problems, and it was swaying and making a lot of noises, making people think several times that it would break down and stop in the middle of the road.

Then, the bus stopped in front of Saito Shun and others, and the door creaked open, a silent invitation.

No one went up there, that's weird.

This bus was particularly old, and it was a model that had been discontinued for a long time. The paint on the bus's exterior had peeled off a lot, revealing the rusty interior. The plastic chairs in the bus were also very dirty, and many of the rings hanging on the chairs had fallen off. The floor was stained with something, and it looked sticky and black, which was a bit disgusting.

No one dared to go up.

The car didn't move and the door remained open.

Okita Shinro mustered up a little courage and walked towards the front of the car, wanting to see what the driver in the cab looked like.

When he walked to the side of the front of the car, he saw the shadow of the driver. The driver was wearing a mottled uniform, with his hands on the steering wheel, motionless.

After walking a few steps forward, Okita Shinro saw the driver's face clearly. He was an ordinary middle-aged man. Maybe it was because he often drove and did not exercise, so both his face and belly were round, and his facial features were also ordinary. He was the kind of ordinary uncle who would not be noticed if thrown into a crowd.

Okita Shinro tentatively said, "We don't want to take the car."

The driver remained in the same position, motionless.

"We really don't take the car." Okita Shinro emphasized again.

The driver's upper body remained motionless, he only turned his neck, mechanically turning his head at a very slow speed, looking at Okita Shinro with his small black pupils.

Okita Shinro was frightened by the driver's eyes. He took two steps back and bumped into Saito Shun.

When Saito Shun saw Okita Shinro coming over, he followed too and also saw the driver's eyes that did not look like a human.

"Don't regret it." The driver said hoarsely, then closed the car door and drove away.

After the car left, Okita Shinro's heartbeat quickened. Subconsciously, he felt that he seemed to have made a wrong choice?

No, how could that be.

The girl in the Kisaragi Station story also disappeared completely after taking a taxi, and no matter where you are, getting into a car driven by an unknown person is a dangerous thing.

He did nothing wrong.

The car disappeared into the darkness.

The next second after the car disappeared, the doors of shops on both sides of the street opened at the same time with a bang.

In the dark night, the shop opened.