339 Let's play a game, shall we?
The double-opened iron door was pushed open.
Kamiyagawa discovers that inside is the layout of the hotel kitchen.
The lights are stable and surprisingly spacious.
Refrigerators, ovens, and cutting tables are available, and most of the equipment is made of stainless steel, which is durable and hygienic, and the surface reflects a monotonous white light.
In the center of the kitchen, there are five chairs, four of which are seated.
They were all male, in their 20s like Den, with their hands and feet tied and rags in their mouths.
At the feet of each of the four men was a black pen.
Seeing someone push the door in, the bound men all looked frightened, let out muffled whines from their mouths, and struggled and writhed.
Kamiyagawa glanced at the four men who were bound.
He looked at the black pen at their feet again, and then looked away indifferently.
The four "people" of Kamiya here also do not have the breath of strange talk and living people, and according to the description of Miyauchi Chiyu, these people should also be "Yu".
"As you can see, Mr. Strange Talk, we are all Wai. When a living person enters this world, he dies too many times, and he will become a ghost. β
Chihiro Miyauchi introduced this with a generous expression, and at the same time dragged Hiramoto Kazuto, who was still unconscious, to the empty chair in the center of the kitchen, and tied his hands and feet as well.
"I've seen it elsewhere before, living people die too many times in this world, and they will become ghosts."
Kamiyagawa said as he continued to look at the situation in the kitchen.
"How? What is that? β
"A blue-gray monster with distorted and elongated limbs and a strong desire to attack, but the strength of a single body is not strong, probably equivalent to an F-class monster." Kamiya gave a general description of the situation of the fish he had seen in Aokihara.
"I haven't seen it, I don't know." Miyachi Qianyu was amazed and shook his head, "In our place, the living people whose souls are scattered are all going to become ruined. β
"So, what the hell is a wreck?"
"Well, if you have to say it......" Chihiro Miyauchi pressed the boning knife in his hand to his chin and made a thoughtful expression, "Yu is a poor creature imprisoned in a hotel forever, not much different from a living person, and will experience death over and over again, but never really die." After becoming a widow, every time you die, you forget what happened in this world, and every resurrection is a new beginning. β
Kamiyagawa withdrew his gaze from the layout of the kitchen, looked at the palace, and muttered for a while: "So you haven't died for a long time since you became a widow, right?" β
This cross-dressing man with a sven appearance always feels that he has a lot of information to dig up.
He should really know a lot about the live fish inn.
"To be precise, I haven't died once since I became a wreck." Miyauchi smiled.
They don't die.
Forever in the inner world of the region repeats the sinking.
This is different from the Rays, and Kamiya is well aware that the Spirits will disappear completely after being killed.
"After the living person has been stripped of his soul in the inner world, he may become a wreath, and he may become a wreath. It is not known what the dominant factors are, but it cannot be ruled out that there are other forms with completely different characteristics. β
Kamiyagawa thought silently in his heart.
Then he asked, "You said that there is not much difference between a living person and a living person, but what about you?" β
The Hiramoto and Noboru I met at the beginning were indeed the same as ordinary people, and they had no combat power.
But Chihiro Miyauchi is clearly different.
The scene where he flew out and knocked down Hiramoto just now, Kamiya saw it.
"I'm not like them." Miyauchi Chiyu seems to say whatever she asks, and she doesn't hide it at all.
But I don't care about sharing this information with Kamiyagawa, a strange "strange story".
Chihiro Miyauchi: "The owner of the inn admired me very much, and when I became a man, I met the lord and he said that I was suitable for this place, and he gave me strength. β
Kamiyagawa: "The owner of the inn? Can you tell me who he is? β
It feels like the key message is coming.
"He's a big man. Hmm......" said Miyauchi Chihiro as she kept moving her hands, tying Hiramoto and Noboru firmly to the chair and stuffing a strip of cloth in his mouth, "The lord didn't say that he couldn't say his name, so I can tell you." But before that, let's play a game, Mr. Weird Talk? It's interesting. β
Two more chairs were dragged from the corner of the palace in the palace.
Placed side by side next to Hiramoto and Toto, a total of seven chairs form a closed-loop circle. Chihiro Miyauchi pointed to one of them and made a "please" gesture to Kamiya.
Kamiyagawa was not polite, swaggering up and sitting down, the text hanging from his waist swaying, and the slight rubbing sound of his leather coat.
Miyauchi Chiyu smoothed her wide red dress and sat down as well. He looked around, mainly at the five people of Hiramoto and Nomina:
"I caught you, so you should listen to me next. Let's play a game, shall we? The rules are simple, everyone tells a story, and the story has to be bizarre enough. I and Mr. Strange Talk were the judges, and the one who spoke the best won. I'll reward the winner, not only will I let him go, but I'll even send him out of the Live Fish Hotel, how about it? β
Then, Chihiro Miyauchi turned to Kamiyagawa: "Mr. Strange Talk, you are a specially invited judge. When the game is over, I'll tell you about the innkeeper as a reward for participating in the game. β
"Hmm."
"Okay." Miyauchi Chiyu was excited, as if he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, he cleared his throat, his eyes flashed sickly, "Considering that the five of you who are really involved in the game are a little nervous, so let me give you a demonstration first, and I will tell you a story first, it was a long time ago-"
"Once upon a time, there was a couple. The husband was born incapable of having children, so they adopted a child, a little boy, in an orphanage. β
"The couple was very nice to the boy, who was having a good time at the adoptive parents' house. It wasn't until six or seven years later, during that time, the boy's adoptive parents always argued, threw things, and even alarmed the police several times. β
"The boy was so scared and helpless that he didn't know what to do."
"Why did his adoptive parents quarrel? The boy didn't know it at the time, but he realized that from that time on, his adoptive parents rarely cared for him as much as they used to. β
"The boy felt the estrangement, the sense of distance that his adoptive parents felt towards him, which was obviously not the case before."
"At the end of the day, the boy is just an outsider to that family, he is not a true member of that family, and never will be. When the family relationship was on the verge of breaking down, his parents couldn't take care of him anymore. β
"It's pathetic."
Miyauchi Qianyu spoke, rubbing his hands unconsciously, he was very involved in speaking, and seemed to have a sense of substitution.
"Then, then the boy's adoptive mother became pregnant."
On the night he learned the news, the adoptive father was surprisingly calm, without arguing, and sat alone in the living room and smoked a cigarette all night. Early the next morning, he left the house. β
The boy went out to his father, and followed him to the Grand Hotel.
"He found his father in a hotel room, but unfortunately he was a step too late."
"When the boy found his father, he had already hanged himself in his hotel room." When Miyauchi Chiyu said this, her brows tightened, and her expression became painful and self-reproachful, "It's a step too late." β
"Do you know what a hanged man looks like?"
His body hung in mid-air, his eyes closed, his mouth wide open, but he could no longer make a sound, and his face was full of pain. The rope shook, and so did the corpse. β
"The boy was scared, scared. He stared blankly at his father's corpse and stayed in the room for a long, long time. β
"And then, do you know what the boy did?"
"Huh." Miyauchi Chiyu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, his expression became a little confused, "He didn't tell the adults about his father's death in the first place, and ran home, stole a sharp knife, stole a skirt from his mother, and then went back to the hotel room. β
"You know what? The boy loved his adoptive parents very much. Both father and mother loved, and he did not resent the child in his adoptive mother's womb. Oh...... It was a sister, and he loved his sister too. He just hated himself, hated why he wasn't his parents' biological child? If he was a real child of Mom and Dad, wouldn't things have been different? β
"The boy really wants to be the biological child of his adoptive parents."
He went back to the hotel and changed into a red dress for his father...... The blood-stained knife fell to the ground...... And then I just remember that my father's arms were empty, with the smell of blood, but ...... It was warm. β
Miyauchi Chiyu was still very engaged, as if he was reminiscing, his pupils dilated slightly, the plot of the story he told became jumpy, and the boning knife in his hand unconsciously waved back and forth.
The story is over.
The five of Hiramoto and Nomina were still bound hand and foot, with strips of cloth stuffed in their mouths, and they were sobbing in fear.
And Kamiyagawa looked at Chihiro Miyauchi and was silent and did not speak.
Sitting in the palace, I didn't know what I was thinking, and after a while, I turned my head and regained a smile on my face: "Mr. Strange Talk, do you want to tell a story too?" β
"Hmmm......"
Kamiya pondered for a moment and nodded.
He still cares more about who the owner of the hotel is, so he might as well cooperate with the palace at this time.
"Once upon a time, there was a girl named Hasumi. She is passionate about all kinds of supernatural and bizarre events......"
The story that Kamiyagawa chose to tell is based on the events of Kisaragi Station and "Hasumi".
ββ¦β¦ Hasumi never imagined that her fictional story could cause such a heated discussion on the Internet and spread so widely. She didn't think about it at first, until one day a few years later, Renshi, who had put this matter behind her, stepped on a midnight train. β
"The Moon Train, which originally existed only in fictional stories, is here."
End of story.
"Good, good!" Miyauchi Chiyu applauded, "It's a really good, wonderful story, Mr. Strange Talk." β
After complimenting him, he turned his gaze to Hiramoto and Noboru: "Our two judges got off to a good start, didn't we?" Now it's your turn as official contestants. β
As he spoke, Miyauchi Chiyu got up and pulled out the strips of cloth from the mouths of Hiramoto and the others one by one.
It's just that Hiramoto and Noboru are obviously not in the mood to tell any stories now, and they are wrapped in a huge sense of fear, and they can't even speak, they just beg for mercy.
"Ahh Miyauchi Chiyu shook her head and paced back and forth around the five people, the boning knife in her hand shaking again, "My patience is limited. Don't you have a good story at hand? Why not? β
"Spare me, please!"
"As long as you let me go, I'm willing to do anything!"
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
ββ¦β¦β
Chihiro Miyauchi: "Is that so?" I'm here to give you a head start. Stories about youβ"
"At the Grand Hotel, there have been several suicides and homicides. One of the worst and most heinous was a case of rape and murder. Decedent...... She is a kind, innocent girl with simple social relationships. β
"The girl's body was found in the refrigerator of the hotel. She was cut into several parts. Her body is full of unsightly words. β
"She would have been a nice girl, really nice. She has excellent grades in college and is very polite to everyone, so she should have a very good life in the future. What kind of beast would do such a terrible thing to her? β
"Her body was found by the police, but their killer was never caught."
"It's strange that the murderer seems to have evaporated from the world."
"Even, the surveillance video of the girl entering the hotel, the picture of her appearing, is damaged. A snowflake, nothing can be seen. β
"It's weird, it's weird."
Many years later, the Grand Hotel was abandoned. The forensic doctor who insisted on doing an autopsy on the girl was not reconciled, and he didn't know how many times he came to this hotel. β
"And guess what? The Grand Hotel is actually in another world, and at a certain time, a few people in the hotel who are extremely unlucky and who have committed sins will come here, the Live Fish Hotel. Become a live fish on the board and be killed over and over again by the monsters here. β
"And the five murderers who killed the girl at the beginning came here early."
"Happy, isn't it? No wonder, no wonder they can't be found anyway, haha, hahaha. Miyauchi Chihiro laughed out loud like a maniac, and the boning knife in his hand slashed at the back of the chair where Hiramoto and Noboru were sitting.
The five people who were tied up screamed and writhed desperately. The light in the kitchen was steady and bright, reflecting their pale facesβ
"No, it's not me who wants to do it, it's all Heden. Heimoto and Deng, he is the mastermind. It's all his sins! β
"Ping Ben relied on the money in his family and did a lot of bad things. That girl was drugged and taken away by him in an izakaya! β
"Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with me!"
The four men, except for Hiramoto and Noboru, began to blame each other, pointing the finger at Hiramoto.
Miyauchi Chiyu looked at their ugly appearance, laughed even more wantonly, and stopped holding his stomach for a while: "I'm really sorry, I seem to have finished the story you should tell without authorization." I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it. There will be no victor between you. β
(End of chapter)