The so-called horror is not so much a scene as an atmosphere.

Therefore, at the beginning of every horror story, there must be one, which is suitable for the atmosphere of a horror story.

Lights flickering, eerie chants, and ...... Wet and cold, caves.

"That...... Qianqian......"

"Huh?"

"Hold on to me for a while, don't lose it......"

His throat was slightly dry, and Kazama stared straight at the pitch black in front of him.

There was a bright and extinguished fire, which seeped in from time to time around the corner, and traced a little, the winding and long outline.

The loud sound of "boom" still lingered in my ears, just right to bury the violent heartbeat of Kazama Yangyu.

"No, even if the Guardian wants to lose Qianqian, Qianqian will follow it firmly......"

The palm of the hand, which is firmly held, is slightly cold on the skin, but there is an unexpectedly reassuring temperature.

Kazama didn't look back, just smiled slightly, and the tense nerves finally relaxed.

"Haha, how could it be, how could I be willing to ......"

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly paused.

There was a wind, blowing from behind, with a hint of coolness.

In the wind, there was a hint of ethereal chuckle, which came slowly.

"Giggle......

Turning his head suddenly, his silver eyes glared at the boss.

However, as far as the eye could see, there was only pitch black.

In the darkness, suddenly, a pair of lilac eyes were revealed, revealing a trace of weirdness in the faint light.

"Just ......"

"What happened just now?"

With a puzzled look, Qianqian tilted her head and asked puzzled.

"Uh...... It's nothing...... I guess I hit my head just now, and I'm a little auditory hallucination......"

"Huh? Do you want to take a break first? ”

With eagerness, Kazama's hand was pulled even tighter.

The worried eyes quickly approached, making Kazama's cheeks slightly hot.

"It's alright, let's get out of here first!"

Smiling heartily, Kazama vigorously rubbed the bones that had almost fallen apart when they fell.

"This place, there is always an uncomfortable feeling......"

The smile converged the moment he turned around, and Kazama Hiroha's right hand stretched out and gently touched the wall.

Then, in the light of the flames, it began to slowly move forward.

The long cavern, slowly pointing downward, was a no-brainer of what it was meant to go out for, but somewhere between continuing to jump into the water and drifting deeper along the unknown cavern.

Kazama categorically chose the latter.

After all, there's that concerning, faint chanting.

But, strangely, after hearing the unknown "Zazasu" at first, the strange chanting seemed to have disappeared, and no matter how much Kazama Yangyu listened, he couldn't tell the difference.

Perhaps, it was masked by the sound of a waterfall......

Kazama thought so, and the pace under his feet unconsciously accelerated.

Although there was a faint light, the unevenness under his feet still made Kazama choose to grope his way forward cautiously.

The palm of the hand, touching the uneven rock wall, is not as rough as expected, but slightly smooth and soft, with a hint of cold touch.

One piece, one piece.

It's like a cold-blooded animal, with cold skin.

Then, for a moment, the cold touch suddenly turned warm.

The hand that stretched out, groping for the rock wall, was suddenly stuck by something.

Subconsciously, stunned for a moment, Kazama Yangyu frowned, and the gaze that was originally looking into the distance was quickly retracted.

Then, in the light of the extinguished fire, look in the direction of your right hand.

Ah, it turned out that it wasn't stuck...... Just, it was held.

own palms.

A pair of palms stretched out from the rock wall!

"Ahh

Kazama raised his feathers, like a rabbit, and jumped up.

Silver eyes, staring at the rock wall in front of them.

There was a warm liquid, slowly trickling down the rock wall.

With it, an eerie dark red.

The machine raised its hand, and there, in a sticky wetness, revealed a pungent fishy smell.

Be...... Blood......

"Lord Guardian!"

It seems that he was taken aback by Kazama's sudden action, and Qianqian behind him came to Kazama Yangyu in a flash.

"What's wrong?!"

There was no answer.

Kazama's tongue is a little knotted.

Only those silver eyes slowly lifted up, staring blankly at Qianqian with an anxious face in front of her.

Then, at last, as if realizing something, he pulled her over, pulled her behind her, and looked back at the rock wall as if he were facing a great enemy.

But...... Nothing......

There are no palms, and no, blood.

It's clean, not even a little uneven bulge.

"Guardian...... My lord? ”

A soft voice came from behind him, with astonishment and doubt.

Kazama didn't look at her, but suddenly raised his right hand and stared at her.

No.

There is no pro, and there is no pros.

What the...... None of them.

The hands that should have been stained with blood are as clean and tidy as if they had just been washed.

However, the pungent smell of blood was so real, so real that Kazama couldn't believe it was an illusion.

Not only auditory hallucinations, but even eyes and noses, are you hallucinating......

He shook his head hard.

Deeply, take a breath.

Doubt, unease, and, a faint fear.

In an instant, along with the air, it was diluted.

"It's okay...... Let's go. ”

The indifferent tone barely concealed the boiling in his heart.

In the air, a chuckle suddenly floated.

with, playful and sadistic.

Kazama's footsteps suddenly accelerated.

"Qianqian, promise me one thing."

"Huh? Guarding ......"

Without waiting for the other party to answer completely, Kazama Hiroha interrupted unexpectedly rudely.

With it, it cannot be denied.

"Whatever happens in a moment, you go first."

Uneasiness, uneasiness that has never been felt before, rises from Kazama's heart.

Cannot be suppressed.

Even when faced with the legendary existence of the dragon king and the kunyu, there is no such uneasiness.

Not auditory hallucinations, not visual hallucinations, those ...... Definitely not an illusion!

The enemy who cannot be seen is the most terrible enemy.

"Why...... To put it this way...... If the Guardian doesn't leave...... How could Qianqian be alone...... Yikes—"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly turned into an exclamation.

The purple pupils contracted rapidly.

Qianqian's eyes suddenly widened like copper bells, staring straight at Kazama Yangyu, as if she saw some extremely terrifying existence.

The fingers, gently, were raised, pointing forward.

Through the void, through Kazama's feathers, pointing straight behind him.

There was a coolness, quietly, from the back, as if an invisible finger was gently touching the skin of the feathers in the wind.

Slowly, yet gently.

The erector pili muscle, suddenly, stood up.

Kazama jerked his head back.

But......

Nothing......

Slowly turn around.

"Qianqian ......"

But the girl was still stunned, staring at the place behind Kazama Yangha.

Something in the lilac pupils finally slowly reflected it.

There was no turning back, and this time, finally no turning back.

Kazama suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the girl beside him fiercely.

Then, run as hard as you can.

Direction, direction when coming.

The wind whistles in your ears, and the light and shadow flutter in front of you.

In the long cave, two figures stumbled and ran, as if some invisible existence was desperately chasing them.

A chill, almost suffocating, permeated the whole body.

It's like death, tying yourself tightly.

Without saying a word, Kazama almost dragged Qianqian towards the direction of the waterfall.

However, the road that should have been very short, but suddenly, it was extended dozens of times, and even if you tried your best, you still didn't reach the waterfall.

Not even the sound of the waterfall was heard.

Quiet, dead quiet.

Only the sound of panicked footsteps sounded in my ears.

Carry, low chanting.

“Zazasu…… Zazasu……”

Like a spell, louder and clearer.

"Shou...... Guardian ......"

The girl behind her, who didn't know when she recovered, had a hesitant voice.

But like the teachings of the Virgin, Kazama Shoha was saved from the mad rhythm.

Reluctantly smiled, he turned his head and looked at the girl.

"What's wrong? We should be at the exit right away! ”

The pace has not slowed down at all.

Even, still with madness.

Then, suddenly, in the next moment, this madness suddenly stopped.

"We ...... Looks like I'm running in the wrong direction......"

It stopped, and it didn't stop moving.

Like, being nailed to the ground by something.

stared at the lilac eyes, as if to confirm that the other party was not joking.

Then, mechanically, raise your head.

Looking, behind you.

Look in the direction that you have been running.

There, I don't know when, the light of the fire has become a little dazzling.

From around the corner, the reflection came and pulled out a series of demonic writhing shadows.

A strange chant suddenly began to surge.

“Zazasu…… Zazasu…… NasuTanataZazasu……”

With a hint of joy, with a hint of weirdness.

Like an ode to hell, like a demon.

The Adam's apple, suddenly, stagnated violently, as if a piece of coke had been thrown into it.

Swallowing his saliva fiercely, Kazama's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Follow me!"

The hand unconsciously clenched tighter, and Kazama did not look back.

Instead, he chose to walk straight towards the firelight.

Since there is no escape, then, face it calmly!

The fire, getting brighter and brighter.

Chanting, getting more and more urgent.

The black shadows in the firelight, writhing wildly, accompanied by the chanting of more and more joy.

With that, the gradual heavy pace.

Step by step.

Finally, I walked around the corner.

The flames of the flickering fire suddenly danced at a frantic frequency, and the chanting, in an instant, became high-pitched, as if to welcome their new companion.

feet, slowly raised.

Then, step out.

For a moment, the world of Kazama was blank.

The black shadow collapsed in an instant.

The chanting came to an abrupt end.

In the blank space, there is only a huge bonfire, burning quietly in the slightly humid air.

It's quiet, like a sleeping baby.

But.

But why did the world that should have been quiet suddenly become noisy?

It's like thousands of bees, buzzing around in your ears.

A familiar figure slowly emerged from the campfire.

Even, a pair of pale blue eyes.

Those eyes are so deep, but they are so sad.

Just by looking at it, you will feel the pain of suffocation.

The red, burning fingertips slowly poked out and probed towards the feathers of the stunned wind.

Trembling, struggling, pleading.

Then, in a moment, it turned to ashes.

Silent, silent.

The silver figure, in an instant, swept out.

With strong wind pressure.

The bonfire, fiercely, was blown backwards.

Revealing a scorched black inside.

"Guardian, what's wrong?!"

Behind him, there was an urgent cry, quickly approaching.

"Just ...... Just now...... Have you seen ......"

Breathing suddenly became heavy, and the brain began to go paralyzed.

"See what?"

"See...... See ......"

Muttering to himself, Kazama turned around in distraction.

In my ears, there was a gentle laughter.

"Isn't it, seeing this?"

In front of him, there was a flash of fire, and suddenly it burst out.

Running up, the smiling girl's cheeks.

And then.

In an instant, it burned.