Lose!

The boss took a whole army of old and young people to attack, but is it okay?

Maybe it was because Kamiyagawa stayed in the corridor for too long, and Hanako, who was already a sworn enemy, noticed this, so she directly took her family members to the nest.

After all, Strange Tales can't really be treated as a pure game.

No one stipulates that the boss of this world must honestly stay in the boss room and wait for the player to defeat it.

Kamiyagawa didn't care about the phone at this time, and directly threw the phone aside.

Hanako crawled on the ceiling so fast that in the blink of an eye, she came to the top of his head and was about to pounce on him.

Judging from the last death experience, being hit by this ghost doll's throwing skills is basically gone. They will even be carried to the toilet cubicle and drowned in Hanako's exclusive toilet.

Holding the [blood-stained firewood knife], Kamiyagawa saw the right time.

Raise the knife above your right shoulder, concentrate, regulate your breathing, use the strength of your waist and abdomen as the support, coordinate the muscles of your whole body, and then swing it violently to the left and chop!

Self-manifestation flow, robe chopping.

The hatchet cut through the air, pulled out the sound of hunting, and hit the ghost doll that fell into the air.

One hit hits.

Hanako's embrace also fell to nothing, and she fell to the ground on all fours.

She looked up.

There was still a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, but the anger in his eyes was clearly discerning.

Hanako, hate you to the bone.

"Mommy......"

The bear child's resentful little eyes made Kamiyagawa swallow his saliva.

What should have come didn't come, but what shouldn't have come out came out.

Click, click, click.

After the ghost doll landed, she did not attack again quickly, but raised her white and delicate right hand and gently tapped the wall of the corridor next to her three times.

Three taps.

This is the method of summoning the ghost doll Hanako in the urban monster.

"In、of、Oh~"

Hanako replied to herself.

The scene in the hallway begins to change.

"Hee-hee-hee-hahaha-"

First, there was the sound of empty and strange children playing.

On the ceiling, on the walls, on the floor, and on the glass of the windows, small black palm prints began to appear, like countless invisible children crawling along the corridor.

The small black palm prints became more and more numerous, and became more and more clear, and in the blink of an eye, they were densely covered all over the corridor.

Click, click, click.

Hanako struck three times without pause.

"In、of、Oh~"

The children's frolicking became louder.

The sound was supposed to be childlike and joyful, but at this time, it sounded creepy.

I saw that on every black mark of the palm print, a small black hand poked out, swaying and grasping.

The entire corridor was quickly filled with these soft, cold blacks, like a rotten and disgusting square cake overgrown with slender black mycelium.

"Hanako, is this blooming big? Do you also use a knife to kill chickens? ”

It was the first time Kamiyagawa had seen Hanako use such an ability, and before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly dodged the little black hands that were grabbing him from all directions.

At the same time, the blade of the [Bloodstained Wood Knife] flipped and swung, cutting off several black hands.

But helplessly, there are too many of these things, and their density makes people physically uncomfortable and their scalp numb.

Kamiyagawa only resisted for a short while, and his legs were covered by several black palms.

The power transmitted from each black hand is not too great, but it adds up. The force of the pull is hard to resist.

Bang.

Kamiya loses his center of gravity and falls to the ground.

This time, more hands grabbed his body.

Hiss –

The linen shirt and pants were torn open several times at once.

Those black hands controlled by Hanako, in addition to holding and controlling Kamiyagawa, many began to wander around his body, touching and pinching.

The touch that comes from it is soft and cold, and crispy and numb.

It's just dishonest anyway.

A few others grabbed Kamiyagawa's head and pulled his hair and kneaded his cheeks like toys.

"Damn! Dirty! Why are you still messing around! ”

Kamiyagawa struggled desperately, trying to pull his right hand holding the wood knife out of the black ghost hands.

If he could, he wanted to take the wood knife and gag himself.

"Hanako didn't hesitate to open a big car to control me, probably trying to pull me into her toilet and drown......"

Bah!

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!

Death is death, but we must not die so aggrieved again.

Unfortunately, Kamiya's idea of dying generously did not come true.

The little black hands seemed to sense his thoughts, and took the lead in pulling the [blood-stained wood knife] out of his palm and throwing it aside.

"It's over......" Kamiyagawa's heart tightened.

The head was already completely pressed to the ground, and the dense black hands obscured the view.

However, Kamiyagawa could hear Hanako's cheerful laughter, and he could hear her approaching with brisk steps.

"What's the matter with looking for our Hanako?"

"Find my sister, what's the matter?"

At the same time, Hanako's puppet family seems to be pushing in front of her.

Bad.

This one was sent again.

There is no way to return to heaven.

"♪大husband、いつか大husband になる,なんて思う日々を幾つ重ねた,Todayだって独り東京の景色に透ける僕は,幽霊みたいだ" ♪

In the midst of this desperate chaos, a hurried song suddenly sounded.

It was the ringtone of the Kamiya River.

The moment the bell rang, his body was loosened, and all the restraints exerted on his body disappeared.

Kamiyagawa, who had regained his mobility, raised his head.

I saw a familiar tall and slender figure, who appeared at some point, standing straight with his back to him.

Stopped between him and Hanako's family.

A black and red gothic dress, retro boots, and a huge machete as tall as a person dragged on the ground, shining.

The long brown-red hair, which was originally dignified and coiled, was all scattered at this time, and the hair was gently brushed.

The scarlet aura visible to the naked eye, like boiling, permeated the body, rampage, and murderous.

All the black hands wrapped in this red strand shrank and spread out as if they were afraid of burns.

On the side of the hallway, the mobile phone has stopped ringing and is automatically connected. A young female voice that was so cold that there was no trace of human emotion came from inside:

"Hello, I'm Miss Mary."

"I'm in front of you."

It's Mary!

Mary has arrived!

Kamiyagawa was immediately in an unexpected ecstasy.

It was the first time he had seen the evil spirit on the phone so happy.

It turned out that after Mary received a call from her, although she didn't report frequently, she was willing to come to the date.

She has me in her heart!

The black palms around him had been forced back by Mary's blood-mist-like red qi.

So, as long as you get a little closer to Miss Mary, the movement will not be hindered.

This is a unique opportunity for a counter-attack.

Kamiyagawa cheered up, turned over and picked up the [blood-stained wood knife] that fell to the ground:

"My big daddy has arrived, and he has to fight!"