Miyazaki returned to her room.

Although I felt that my brother probably didn't have the guts, he still locked the door.

Then from the top of the wardrobe, took down a cardboard box.

It's not a quaint style, it's just the kind of cardboard box that can be found in any shoe store.

It's just, in the face of this box.

Miyazaki Koyuki's expression was very different from the one he had just faced Sosuke.

In both eyes, it is dark and uncertain.

Many emotions, ups and downs.

She's wary......

This carton is there!

[It's not the first time, what's there to be afraid of? 】

She comforted herself in the bottom of her heart rarely.

"Hoo ....."

Miyazaki exhaled softly.

Eventually, the lid of the carton was opened.

A small disc.

He was lying quietly at the bottom of the cardboard box.

It was about the size of a water glass, slightly concave in the middle.

There aren't any pretty or ugly patterns on it, either.

It looks like it's just a small metal disc, like some kind of small part in industry.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

But Miyazaki Koyuki, who has always been rough, has a solemn face.

Even the action of taking it out is handled with care.

As if worried......

Disturbing what?

The touch of metal comes slightly cool from Miyazaki Koyuki's palm.

But with a feeling of indescribability.

According to previous experience, Miyazaki Koyuki put the fingers of his other hand against the sunken place.

Close your eyes.

Focus.

Soon, even with his eyes closed, in that darkness.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared.

Over there

A slender mirror slowly appeared.

Miyazaki Koyuki concentrated her thoughts even more.

Thinking hard -

[Harukawa Shirakawa, is it a "white night"? 】

Then, the mirror began to slowly envelop itself in a layer of gray substance.

It's like there's some text on it.

It's just inexplicable.

In this process, it seems to have encountered inexplicable resistance, and the speed at which the words emerge is much slower than what Miyazaki Koyuki once experienced.

[What's going on?] 】

Miyazaki Xiaoxue was puzzled.

Immediately afterwards, the "gray" on the mirror surface began to fade rapidly, showing its original smooth appearance again.

Miyazaki was more and more surprised.

It was something she had never seen in the past when she had used this mysterious object.

Miyazaki knew that the reaction of this mirror was actually related to the strange correlation of the questions he was thinking.

The so-called "weird correlation" can be regarded as a characteristic summed up by Miyazaki Koyuki.

It's also very simple to say.

For example, a murder incident, if it is a strange act, has a strong correlation.

Of course, if the protagonist of the problem is the weirdness itself, then the correlation is even stronger.

And the more weird the correlation, the more her questions will be answered.

- This is actually the reason why Miyazaki Koyuki can determine that in the "Eight-Foot Adult Murder Incident", the murderer should not be the Eight-Foot Adult himself!

But now, Miyazaki Koyuki is not so sure.

Because the last time she asked, the mirror in her mind didn't answer again.

This made her doubt her previous judgment - could it be that this was really the work of the Eight Feet Lord?

Then again.

But even if you don't answer, this mirror has never shown such a state!

It just doesn't change at all.

Where could it be like now, as if something could emerge, but then it disappeared directly?

[What's going on?] 】

Even though he was puzzled in his heart, Miyazaki Koyuki asked again.

["White Night", is it an ordinary human being? 】

She had also considered the question she had asked.

That's a pretty basic question.

If the mirror answers, it can be explained - "White Night" is just an ordinary person.

But if you don't answer, it can also show that "White Night" is not an ordinary person!

It's just that in the next moment, the picture above the mirror once again surprised Miyazaki Koyuki.

Oh no, this time, it's more appropriate to change it to "Horror"!

A black mist silently appeared in the mirror.

Diffuse.

It's like a drop of ink dripping into clear water.

Extremely eye-catching.

And with a wordless gloomy momentum.

It's like a flood!

Like a beast of prey!

Mercilessly encroaching on the world in the mirror.

Before Miyazaki Koyuki could even react, the mirror, which was originally reflected in a clear patch, was almost completely occupied by black.

The indescribable feeling of palpitations stirred in the bottom of Miyazaki Koyuki's heart.

Just staring at the blackness.

The feeling of suffocation crept up on her back.

It's cold!

And in that blackness.

Vaguely,

There is also some kind of unspeakable creature, active, and it seems that it is about to burst out of the mirror in the next moment!

[This..... What is ..... in the end]

Miyazaki Koyuki's thinking ability seemed to be deprived at this time, and his mind was in a trance.

Having such an idea is already her limit.

She couldn't even imagine what would happen if that kind of thing really came out of the mirror!

"Click!"

The silent cracking sound sounded in this light.

Miyazaki Koyuki was completely stunned, as if she had completely turned into a clay sculpture.

In front of her, mirrored .....

A crack appeared.

"Click! Click! ”

The sound of shattering sounded again from the bottom of Miyazaki Koyuki's heart.

Cracks after cracks continue to emerge.

It forms a whole cobweb-like appearance.

Rapid spread.

Black fog in a mirror.

Noisy, churning.

It's like having life.

Even in the black mist, things that vaguely looked like tentacles were just as active.

"Click-"

Finally, an exceptionally clear voice pierced her consciousness.

Fragments of light scattered in all directions.

Miyazaki Koyuki suddenly opened her eyes.

Lost eyes, staring blankly at the air in front of them.

It's like a beautiful doll.

"Vomit—vomit—"

Suddenly, Miyazaki retched vigorously.

An uncontrollable feeling of nausea that wells up in the throat.

All kinds of strange emotions raged in her mind, and trance sounds echoed in her ears.

It took nearly half an hour for her to finally come to her senses.

Pale face.

There is no usual appearance of being full of energy.

She turned her head to look at the metal disc in her hand.

On top of that, there is also a particularly eye-catching and even somewhat dazzling crack!

It was split in half from the middle!

"Whoever speaks, he will know."

The ghost sent the gods, and Miyazaki Koyuki thought of this sentence that I don't know where I heard it.

What did her words provoke?

[Why mention "White Night", it will be ......]

Miyazaki's hand was still a little shaky, caressing the shattered disc.

【White Nights,

You in the end,

What is it.....]