Kisaragi Station

"Hey, is this an invitation from a girl from a big city?"

Miyazawa Kenji shook his head and smiled brilliantly, "Okay."

Grandma is right, as long as you treat others with sincerity, others will treat you with sincerity. Sisters in big cities are so friendly. Miyazawa Kenji was deeply moved and didn't care about the people who were supporting their foreheads next to his seat.

Morio lifted up the little girl in his arms and said, "Alice also likes this game. Miss, you can bring her along."

"Wow, Rintaro, you obviously like her but you insist on scolding me, put me down!"

Facing Alice's accusations, Morio and Wai cooperated in a double act.

"Don't be like that, Alice. You really want such a cute little rabbit. If you don't tell me, the lady won't know."

"I don't want you to say that!"

If I can't capture this lady tonight, then the next time we meet will probably be at a sleepless midnight. What a good precaution! Even though this lady knew the route clearly, she still took a detour and went in circles for no apparent reason.

Is this ability from another person with special abilities?

I don't know what everyone was thinking behind my back. I just looked at everyone with satisfaction and said apologetically, "If you are not satisfied with the weird things you have seen along the way, please forgive me."

"Even if you think this horror is low-brow and unbearable, please still treat it with an open mind. It would be great if you could find like-minded friends here."

"Like-minded?"

Moriogai automatically ignored the previous politeness and looked surprised, "Is this the purpose of your visit, Miss?"

"I'm new to Yokohama, so I want to meet some people. I'm actually a horror novelist, and I want to know how my writing is, so I invited everyone."

I really tried my best! Although everyone was very cooperative at times, there were always some things that showed up. For example, the man sitting next to me who looked like a social animal, although he pretended to be scared, he was not surprised at all by what happened. Instead, he completely avoided any behavior that would trigger surprise, as if he had already noticed it.

I'm sorry everyone, if all the weirdness can be seen through, then what's the weirdness? Isn't it that you can guess the ending as soon as you see the beginning of my novel!

“Then let’s…” I had already aimed my palms in the air, ready to high-five as soon as the words fell.

She was serious. Naomi Tanizaki pursed her lips in thought, and noticed the confusion of the woman in white in front of her. Why did she think that this level of terror was "low-level" and "unbearable" to us? What are we like in her eyes? Are we indifferent to what happened in the past few days? It's exactly the same as Mr. Ranpo before, thinking that he is just an ordinary person, and others only know it in their hearts, but are just hiding it on the surface.

But how can such an illusion be created?

"Please wait a moment--"

Naomi Tanizaki suddenly shouted, trying to save the situation. But she was still a step too late. As the woman closed her palms, her shiny black hair gradually became dry and stiff, and her skin turned a yellowish yellow. She stood there motionless, with an unfinished smile on her face, and her originally empty eyes became even darker. At this time, her body half tilted to one side, as if she wanted to turn around and face Naomi Tanizaki, but it was too late.

The woman in white stood there like a wax statue.

The warm light filled every corner of the tram again, and the faces by the windows disappeared. The rabbits covered the gaps in their bellies with one hand and kept whispering to each other, like a tea party specially arranged by a little girl. Everything seemed peaceful and tranquil.

While everyone was still in a trance, Nakahara Chuuya moved his feet out of the basin-sized depression and lightly adjusted his hat as if nothing had happened.

"This is really rare..."

Moriogai sighed meaningfully, "I didn't expect that we would gather together as people who share the same interests in supernatural phenomena. Almost everyone in your society is here, Mr. Fukuzawa."

He was referring to the family behind Fukuzawa Yukichi, who looked like Edogawa Ranpo, and Miyazawa Kenji, who looked natural, as if he had just taken an ordinary train for a ride. But the most important thing was that there were too many people from the Armed Detective Agency, and this was not good news.

"I didn't expect Dr. Mori to have such a hobby."

Fukuzawa Yukichi said calmly.

"As students of the same teacher, isn't it normal to have the same quirks?"

Morio held Alice in his arms and said something very serious, "It's still early, and I think everyone doesn't know much about this. Why not exchange some information during this time so that we can be prepared for what's going to happen next."

Opposite Moriogai is Sakaguchi Ango, who has the "Degeneration Theory" and has a unique advantage in collecting intelligence. Although Sakaguchi Ango's face is extremely ugly, he consciously covered his eyes the moment the fluorescent face appeared. I think he already knew what was going to happen next. On the other side is the detective agency with Edogawa Ranpo. No matter what, Moriogai is destined to have less information, so he naturally thought of getting something for nothing.

Up to now, Mori Ogai only knows that "this is a journey for supernatural enthusiasts", "after the journey, there will be some discussions about what they saw and heard tonight", and "thereby helping her to complete the ghost story". He is simply luring them into the car with the control of Yokohama at night.

With a hint of sneer, Yosano Akiko wiped the chainsaw in front of her hand with murderous intent. Tanizaki Naomi stood by and watched the lifelike wax figure calmly, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

The wax statue's hair is growing.

"Mr. Ranpo..." she called out softly, and received an understanding nod from Edogawa Ranpo.

"If you don't want to face it, just put on a terrified expression," Edogawa Ranpo said with narrowed eyes, "After all, that's how Nakajima Atsushi got away with it."

What good luck, that kid, he perfectly avoided all the possible landmines without knowing it, after all, he was finally dragged by Dazai Osamu and didn't even get on the train. Although now it is estimated that he is already rushing here.

I can do this. Naomi Tanizaki thought, and threw herself on Junichiro Tanizaki, acting completely in her true colors.

“Oh my god, the wax figure’s hair has grown longer! Onii-sama, Naomi is so scared!”

"Naomi is most afraid of ghosts!"

Miss, this thing is really scary, and the people of Yokohama are really troubled! Did you see it?

The black hair that had been growing secretly before no longer concealed its movements after Tanizaki Naomi said this, and it snaked down along the wax statue one by one, making a rustling sound. It was as agile as a black snake emerging from a snake den, spitting out its core and shaking its tail, instantly wrapping the entire wax statue, then spreading on the ground, clinging to the floor, and rushing towards the crowd.

The dense black hair left no room for claustrophobia. The wax statue in the middle had become a black pillar, revealing only a pale, gradually melting face.

No, who asked you to get on the bus? I am just a passenger now. I huddled in a corner with my drawing board, unable to help.

"Naomi, Naomi, it's okay, it's not scary at all!"

Tanizaki Junichiro protected Tanizaki Naomi with one hand and looked at the hair in front of him with a frown.

All-round attack, you will encounter it no matter where you are. The broken car escaped? Can it come back again?

"Rintaro! Rintaro! Think of a solution!"

Alice grabbed the corner of Sen Ou Wai's clothes and yelled loudly, and Sen Ou Wai could only keep coaxing her.

"It's interesting, but since it's Alice's request, there's nothing I can do about it."

Moriogai still remembered his character as a psychic lover, comforted Alice, and then cast his eyes behind him to Nakahara Chuuya. Nakahara Chuuya immediately understood that he could only try his best to ignore the goose bumps all over his body and control gravity.

This time he controlled his ability very well, and there was no sudden dent like before. Orange light appeared, and the wax image was instantly flattened into wax mud. The whole face was stuck to the middle of the floor, the face was blurred, and there was a permeable smile at the corner of the mouth. The hair in front was pressed to the ground and could not move, and the hair in the back was squeezed out like toothpaste, and the picture was full of movement.

Yes, a little disgusting. Nakahara Chuuya tilted his head and uttered a soft sound, not noticing the prying eyes from behind.

Me: Why is there a pothole in my tram?

"Physical attacks are useless, use fire."

When everyone was ready, Sakaguchi Ango suddenly said. Kunikida Doppo did not suspect anything and directly used [Doppo Ginka] to conjure a lighter, stuck the switch and threw it into the strangeness. As if he had foreseen his nemesis, his hair was curled up by the heat, sparks burst, and crackling sounds were heard.

"Naomi, look, it's not scary at all, it will burn out in a moment." Tanizaki Junichiro turned his head to comfort her. Tanizaki Naomi tilted her head and pinched his waist with emotion.

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts—”

Although Naomi is happy that her brother protects her, that person heard what you said!

Do not answer this question for all Yokohama residents without authorization!

The flame did not spread endlessly. As soon as the hair touched the spark, it shrank back into a ball and gradually gathered on the wax surface. As the wax melted, the face took on a strange posture.

"Click--"

Amid the raging flames, the sound of the camera clicking was unusually noticeable.

Kunikida Dopo put away his camera expressionlessly, steadied his shaking hands, and angrily cursed Dazai Osamu in his heart.

Damn Dazai Osamu, why did you ask me to take pictures?

Wow, what are you doing? I stared at the scene of the demons dancing in front of me in amazement, and completely gave up the idea of ​​stopping.

Was the little sister who screamed scary actually joking with her brother? Yes, that's right. If there were someone to play in a haunted house with me, I would also like to cry and enjoy the excitement.

I am smart and I see through everyone's performance.