November 17, 2010

Weather: Sunny

In just two weeks, as soon as the cold wave came, the rainy weather dropped by more than ten degrees, and it was already winter.

During these two weeks, I found that I began to miss Miss Maruyama. Think of her smile, think of the sound of her voice, think of the handwriting she left behind, and the smell of her.

I know this behavior isn't normal, like those otaku, called "n" and "disgusting", but I really miss her.

I finally understood that I had fallen in love with Miss Maruyama, the hopelessly kind.

The day before I left, I received an unexpected phone call from Mr. Nakagawa, and it seemed that his condition had improved. But the content of the call is strange.

"Stay away from that woman!" Nakagawa-kun said to me, that woman could only be Miss Maruyama, could he have seen my crush. But Nakagawa-kun's tone was fearful, and he only said a few words that he didn't know what to say, and I really didn't understand, so I hung up the phone, thinking that Nakagawa-kun's illness had not yet healed.

We arrived at Higashisaka Village as scheduled, and Miss Maruyama changed into a jacket. Even this rustic dress, worn on her, is so beautiful that I can't take my eyes off it.

What I hate is that Kamo-kun is also here, and the appearance of that sassy bag is really hateful! Why could he talk so closely to Miss Maruyama?

Kamo-kun brought a lot of instruments, and I am ashamed to say that there are many of them, which I have only seen in literature. He seems to be the second generation of a chaebol who decided to study archaeology, but he was just interested in it. If only I had as rich as he was.

Soon, we were surprised to find out that Taro Ishigami, who had been on our expedition with us, had died unexpectedly two weeks earlier.

According to other villagers, it was two days after we left, Taro Ishigami's body was found in the forest, it seemed that he had been attacked by some kind of wild beast, and his death was very miserable, and when we came to the village again, his ashes were scattered in the mountains, which is a funeral ceremony unique to Higashihan Village, so that Taro Ishigami's soul can rest in peace in the mountains and forests.

In all fairness, this incident itself has nothing to do with us, it is just a pure accident, and no one can guarantee that there will be no accidents, and you will be killed by meteorites in the sky while walking on the street!

However, we all invariably feel an indescribable chill, as if being peeped by some malicious being, secretly watching, and the whole body is indescribably uncomfortable.

As a result, the villagers became hostile to us, probably thinking that we had disturbed the mountain gods and punished Taro Ishigami, especially an old man with a patch on his face, who was Taro Ishigami's grandfather, and his eyes were full of resentment. So much so that we didn't dare to stay in Higashihan Village that night.

We decided to head to Saleen tomorrow morning, and even if we didn't have a guide, we could go back to the last mark.

It's so strange that before going to bed, Nakagawa-kun called me again.

"She" Nakagawa-kun's voice was hoarse, like torn clothes, and like a fingernail scratching on glass, but the most critical words were stuck in his throat, not up or down, I was very manic when I heard it, I wanted to hang up the phone, but I inexplicably felt that he had something very important to tell himself, otherwise he would not have called on such a night.

Finally, Nakagawa-kun's mind fell into a brief lucidity, perhaps even more crazy, and he roared like a beast, "She's not human!" ”

The loud roar attracted the attention of the tent next door. Miss Maruyama, who had taken off her coat, stood outside the tent and looked at me in amazement.

Oh, she's so beautiful, I seem to be the first time I've seen Miss Maruyama so closely, with her long waterfall-like hair, fair face, and sassy temperament, even the small dimples on her cheeks can be seen clearly.

What Nakagawa-kun, and what he said, were all left behind by me.

In my eyes, only that beauty remained.

It's just that I quickly saw that Kamo-kun's hand was naturally on Miss Maruyama's shoulder, and she didn't refuse. It was then that I realized that there were only two tents we had set up tonight.

I don't know how I prevaricated them, but I remember hanging up and smiling reluctantly. And so the two men left.

My heart, dead.

The contents of the archaeological record are unexpectedly not over here.

In other words, Takeshi Takaji finally remembered that this was not a dog-licking diary, but an archaeological exploration record.

It's just that the language that follows has become extremely concise, fragmented, and even somewhat fragmented.

It's like something that was recorded directly during the exploration process.

November 18th

We went back to the entrance to the strange cave and recorded the footage in detail with our camera.

The images recorded in the photographs gradually overlapped with the scene that Aono saw in front of his eyes.

The distance that extends down the cave is far beyond Aono's imagination, and as the ramp continues to descend, the outline of the cave changes in a kaleidoscopic way.

But no matter how the outline changes, the cave is still very spacious, and there is no tendency to shrink and narrow.

There are a few stalagmites and stalactites in the cave, but not a lot.

This may be because the altitude and climate are not suitable for the growth of these sediments, and more commonly, large chunks of gravel and flat rock faces washed by currents.

In the light of the carbide lamps, their shadows were stretched long, like some kind of indescribably shady monster.

Just as Aono expected.

The breath of antiquity weighed heavily on his body.

You are under the gaze of an ancient consciousness!

Sanity 0!

The five members of the spirit were connected and there was no associated reaction.

It's more of a "good eerie cave" and "How deep is this cave?" "Thoughts like that.

It's just that suddenly, their minds are all stagnant.

Chibon Yayoi's extraordinarily crisp mental fluctuations sounded in people's minds.

Do you hear a buzzing sound?

Aono frowned.

Because, he didn't hear that kind of sound.

The buzzing sound appeared in Takeshi Takaji's notes more than once, but now, Chibon Yayoi and the others also heard similar sounds?

An ominous atmosphere began to surround people.

But they are all transcendents after all, and try to calm down as much as possible.

Continue your way through the cave.

Until, turn a corner