Looking at the tightly blocked window in the room, Yahara reached out and lit the kerosene lamp on the table.

The characters and scenes of the town and the inn are like machines that are programmed to work automatically, and different words and actions are met with a response.

For example, I talked to the Sakurako girl and asked questions, which were basically the most common questions in the hotel, and she answered them fluently.

However, as soon as the stain on the corner of the staircase was involved, the other party seemed to be a different person, and his breath became cold and strange, and he behaved like a puppet in the subsequent work of finding a room.

To say that this is caused by a ghost using blood ghost magic, it is a little scary, right?

Outside there are still bustling voices from time to time, and the delicate sun is still hanging in the sky, dutifully releasing the heat.

Holding the idea that ghosts will only come out at night, Yehara carefully checked the dark compartments and mezzanine that may appear in the room, and lay down on the bed and fell asleep with peace of mind.

At night, a kerosene lamp lit only the size of a bean becomes the most eye-catching presence in the room, illuminating the pure darkness around him.

Rubbing his somewhat dazed head, Yahara gradually remembered his situation, and then turned over to look at his surroundings.

Downstairs, the lights are lit up, and the modern electric lights and paper lanterns complement each other, and the fusion of light and light is incomparably beautiful, decorating the whole town as if it were daytime.

Yahara walked to the window and tried to shake it, but it seemed that it was the reason why it hadn't been opened for a long time, and it felt sluggish.

The dark black sky with no fingers in sight, no temperature, and no starlight in sight, contrasted sharply with the bustling and prosperous scene downstairs.

Suddenly, he saw the old man who was selling clothes on the street during the day, with white hair and beard, still holding a sign with five pieces of five documents, and the customers opposite seemed to be ......

It's still the same one during the day, and even the style of clothes he chooses is exactly the same!

Yahara couldn't believe it, and instantly used [Distorted Demon Eye] to strengthen his vision, trying to see more clearly.

At this time, there was a rhythmic knock on the door, accompanied by a delicate and beautiful greeting: "Guest, are you awake?" ”

Yahara stood silently by the window, not responding immediately, his eyes staring straight at the wooden door, his eyes like torches, like X-rays through the heavy wooden planks, and saw the little girl waiting outside the door.

She has short white hair that is smooth, her delicate little face still has a childish spirit that has not faded, and her body is small and exquisite, giving people a sense of beauty that I have seen pity, and she wears the same clothes as the Sakura I have seen during the day.

The little girl's eyes were big and sparkling, and she seemed to notice the gaze cast by Yahara, and she pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

I couldn't find any clues in the room, so I walked unhurriedly to the door and unscrewed the handle.

"Guest, it's time to serve meals, do you need to go downstairs to eat?" Seeing the door open, the little girl smiled, and with her innocent and lovely cheeks, she could almost remove most people's vigilance.

At this time, the red glow in Yehara's eyes faded, showing the image of an ordinary guest, and said unpretentiously: "Okay." ”

"The First Evolution"

Yahara, who had already walked once, no longer followed the little girl's route, and he deliberately lowered his speed to let himself fall behind.

As he passed the corner of the stairs again, he looked away to see the dirty black stain again.

However, to his surprise, the corner was clean and tidy, and there was no trace at all.

"This guest, please come with me" The fluttering words fell into Yahara's heart, and he turned back abruptly as if he had blown up.

The white-haired little girl suddenly looked apologetic, her eyes were flustered, and she said embarrassedly: "I forgot to introduce myself just now, my name is Zero, and the guests call me at will." ”

It's a strange feeling, but I can't put it into words.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yehara waved his hand casually, the name is just that, what's the matter?

When he saw the first floor of the inn at night, he couldn't believe his eyes.

In the hot dining room, the flames of winter banish the bitter cold, the glow of the ornate electric lights on the ceiling, and all kinds of people crowd the room, and the guys who come and go are busy, entertaining them to drink and eat.

How can a hotel that only serves food at night have such a booming business?

Zero led Yahara to a table against the corner, and after watching him sit down, he quickly ran to get a pair of chopsticks, and his lively and dancing figure shuttled through the crowded hall, looking particularly smart.

It's just that the dishes served here are a little weird, they are all red and bright meat, cut into thin slices, and there is no sauce.

Although Yahara had the experience of eating sashimi in the previous world, it was the first time he had seen such a bright red and weird piece of meat.

In order not to attract the attention of the people around him, he picked up his chopsticks and pretended to take a bite, but his eyes were focused on the situation on the other tables.

All of them were in front of them the same red meat, and the liquid in the wine glasses seemed to be red as well.

"Guest, here comes your wine." Zero's voice interrupted Yahara's thoughts, and when he came back to his senses, a flask that looked like a hawthorn and had a fishy smell was placed in front of him.

Yahara was about to shout to Zero and ask what kind of wine it was, when a coquettish drink came from the counter.

When I looked up, it turned out to be Sakurako, who received him during the day.

"Guests of tables 3 and 7, congratulations on your qualification to enter the private room on the second floor." Holding two bamboo sticks in her hand, Sakurako said with a smile, her fair face becoming puffy in the warm dining room.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the two tables in different positions, and the people in the main seat seemed to be extremely excited, and jumped up from their seats, their lips trembling and not knowing what to say.

"Zero, what does that mean?" Taking advantage of the situation to put down the chopsticks in his hand, Yahara rolled his eyes and asked Zero, who had not left yet.

After straightening his somewhat messy hair, Zero tilted his head and began to explain as if he was thinking hard.

The second floor of this shop is indeed a private room with geisha for wealthy customers, but due to the chaos of the world and its proximity to Tokyo, few people choose it.

However, since Miss Sakurako came, there has been a campaign to draw into the second floor if you spend a certain amount of money.

In addition, the food and drinks with better taste and excellent geisha are carefully arranged, so that every guest who ascends to the second floor is full of praise.

Looking at the envious gazes of the people around them, the guests at tables 3 and 7 were like heroes shrouded in aura, and the irrepressible smile made the corners of their mouths crack to the root of their ears.

Having no interest in this, Yahara didn't look at the two, but stared at Sakurako-sama's perfect face, trying to find any flaws worth noting.

"Miss Sakurako is really amazing" Zero also looked at Sakurako, turned to Yahara and said, "Guest, I'll leave first if there's nothing to do." ”

With that, he got into the crowd with his petite figure and disappeared without a trace.

Chapter 82: Day and Night