Chapter 90

Ikekawa stood up slowly, and then temporarily distanced herself from the person she had been walking with.

The head hurts, and after discovering that there is a problem with the eye drops, the headache that could be treated with medication has become commonplace, but there has never been a time when the pain has been so intense.

He hated this place.

This description can be taken a little deeper, replaced by the word disgust.

The smell of blood was mixed with the smell of metal and soot, and the air here was particularly turbid because of the closed environment.

Just by taking one breath, I feel a pain in my chest and lungs.

Unlike the previous corridors that could be lit by flashes, there was no home light at all, and the whole space was in a solidified black.

A few more boulders were added to the chest that was already swollen and painful, as if it was being squeezed by something. Ikekawa narrowed her eyes, almost immediately sure that this room, or the entire villa, the whole game, was for him alone.

Strangely, this thought did not cause him any strong resentment.

If it had been normal, he would have thought about how to deal with the initiator when he went out.

Dr. Nozawa's words flashed through his mind, and he exhaled slowly. It seems that this is also part of his own plan...... But he couldn't figure out what he was trying to do when he designed it.

Let him revisit the bad experience and strengthen his sense of faith?

Be all abroad.

The lingering smell in the room was disgusting, he reached out and waved in front of the tip of his nose, his brows never relaxed, "Let's find out first, the smell here is too unpleasant." ”

"Taste?"

Amuro, who was thinking about whether the marble floor in the room was related to the footsteps just now, asked subconsciously.

As he spoke, he inhaled, a taste not much different from that of the hallway. It's better to say that the entire virtual space is filled with this kind of ordinary air that doesn't have any other flavors.

Sensing something from the other party's rhetorical question, Ikekawa pursed her lips, feeling that the tip of her nose was still smelling of blood and dust.

The smell was so real, and because of the dark environment, he couldn't tell whether it was the real smell or the remnants of the old days that had resurfaced.

Not wanting to continue the topic, and after not getting an answer, the smart man would stop asking questions at the right time, so he simply walked forward silently, and soon touched the cold wall.

Like the floor, the walls are made of marble, and the whole space exudes an untouchable coldness compared to the wooden floors and soft carpets.

Walking around the room, Ikekawa suddenly felt like she had stepped on something.

He crouched down and reached out to check, and Toru Amuro, who was not far away, also touched the mechanism, and found an old flashlight from the middle box.

The man turned on the flashlight and shone it towards the source of the sound.

Ikekawa Na was half-crouching to inspect something on the ground. Because of this posture, the cold beam of light shot out just shone on his face, illuminating the already white face pale. The man's expression was hidden in the shadow cast by the black hair, and the color of his lips was shallow at the moment.

He was slightly stunned, and quickly adjusted the position of the flashlight to shine down, and the other party was holding a slender metal rod in his hand, one end was very sharp, and the column was mottled with old blood.

"What is it?" Amuro frowned.

"Who knows." Throwing away the slender steel nail in her hand, Ikekawa Nai suddenly felt a tingling pain in her knee when she stood up.

He pinched his palm hard, and there was no pause between the movements of his feet, "What did you find over there?" ”

"Secret door." The blonde man tapped on the wall behind him and added, "I'm not on my side." ”

Hearing this, Ikekawa nodded, stepped over a pile of bits and pieces on the ground, and quickly found the mechanism of the secret door.

It is a simple gravity-based device, but the secret door can only be opened by holding the trap all the time, meaning that only one of the two of them can go out.

"I'm here to stay."

Ikekawa quickly made a decision.

He had a hunch that there was something else in this room. It is more convenient for a person to move in such a place.

Amuro pondered for a moment, but agreed to the plan.

I don't know what the situation is outside, of course there is one more option to go out, and the injury on Ikekawa Na's body is too serious, and it is inconvenient to go out.

The secret door slowly opened and closed, and the only flashlight was taken away by Amuro Toru who had gone out, and the room fell into dead darkness once more.

Ikekawa stood quietly in the room for a while, picking up the things scattered on the floor, and waiting to examine them one by one before regaining her body.

He stood in the empty room, pondering for a moment before reaching out into the air, "What the hell ......are you?" ”

What was that black fog that had been around him since the beginning of everything, the 'person' whispering in his ear?

His hand hung in the air, and he slowly leaned forward like a tentative, and at first there was nothing, and Ikekawa waited quietly for a while, a slight wind brushing through his fingertips, like a warning letter.

In response, a dark shadow condensed in the air.

In the darkness, all senses were magnified, and Ikekawa felt the wind surround and churn around his fingertips, like a hand, suddenly wrapping around his wrist and pulling him into another time and space.

The distorted space-time burst into bright and complex colors, and he was stabbed dizzy, and subconsciously closed his eyes, and before he could open them, his back slammed into the cold floor, and the place of contact was filled with a pain that was too real.

It was as if he had been suddenly pushed into the tide, and his mouth and nose were covered with a thick black liquid, and even his chest was painful.

The unpleasant smell of disinfectant water was all around, and the smell of blood and dust in the air thinned out under the strong smell of alcohol.

He was well aware that he had come to another place.

The smell was accompanied by a wave of dizziness and nausea, as if suddenly injected with a huge amount of negative emotions, and the heart was beating wildly in the churning hatred and pain.

Now it's not just his back, he's in pain all over. Especially the knees, as if there is something buried in the middle that does not belong to the body, and it hurts to jump and jump while holding the flesh and blood.

Ikekawa inhaled and touched it, and in the middle of her knee, she felt the metal rod that was still stained with sticky blood.

The mid-end was firmly buried in flesh, and the sharp ends poked its head out from either side of the knee.

The best thing to do in the face of this kind of injury was to leave it in its original state first, so as not to aggravate the injury by pulling the wound, but Ikekawa Na looked down at her knee, and almost immediately her head welled up with humiliating anger.

It doesn't matter what he adds...... Don't try to hit this kind of thing on him.

His hand, which was originally just touching his knee, grabbed the side end of the steel nail, and at the moment of clenching his teeth, he used his hand to pull the metal that should not exist here out of the flesh and blood.

A muffled cry of pain choked out of his throat, weakened by the clenched lips and teeth, and turned into an inaudible breath.

He held the bloody stick, looked up, and smashed it out without hesitation.

The metal makes only a small muffled sound when it comes into contact with the flesh.

Not too far away, the metal rod smashed precisely into the face of the man in front of Ikekawa Na, and the man's pale side face rubbed against the blood on the stick. At the same moment, the smile on his face suddenly turned cold.

Reaching out to support the ground and slowly sitting up, Ikekawa narrowed her eyes, barely seeing the silhouette of the person standing in front of her in the darkness.

Exceptionally familiar figure.

The black hair hung down, and the misty blue eyes reflected a cold and strange color in the light that penetrated through the door, enveloping an extraordinarily gloomy dark tone.

It hurts all over the body, and it is not difficult to guess from this kind of pain what I have just experienced in the memory of this time period, and Ikekawa Na gritted her teeth and suppressed the memories and emotions that followed.

The man standing in front exhaled softly, and the expression on his face gradually calmed down.

The expression on his face just now was as nervous as madness, not like it was caused by anger or anything, it could be called manic, and now that he had calmed down, he was almost the same as before.

"Is that how you resist?" A faint smile appeared on the man's face.

Ikekawa Na frowned when she heard this.

It's a lot like that, but with what he knows about the gentleman, it's definitely not his style.

Another illusion. There are still people who want to say something to him through this vision.

"That's it?" The man looked down at him, and the smile on his face gradually expanded, as if he was watching the house get hair all over the place, and then scratching the owner's house pet with his paws, with connivance in his eyes.

Disgusting indulgence. It's not about people, it's just like treating cats and dogs that have been raised.

"Even if you unplug this thing, what about it?" The man bent down to pick up the steel needle that had fallen on the floor, and his face showed a condescending coldness after his expression converged.

"I can break your ankles and pierce your hands again...... All you can do is pull it all out again. ”

"As for the rest of the ......," mocking glances fell, hot as lightning bolts, "what else can you do?" It's just a pet that has to rely on others to buy a barely alive one. ”

Ikekawa Na had a terrible headache, I'm afraid it was another side effect of the space, and the pain made him a little sick to his stomach.

"Huh? What the hell are you. He whispered, not intending to actually get an answer from the apparition

The pain in his body made it impossible to stand up, so he simply propped his body back and moved back a little, leaned his back against the wall, and smoothed the messy hair on his forehead, barely making himself look too embarrassed.

Looking up, the gentleman stood against the light, his expression dim in the light. There are light wrinkles at the corners of the other party's eyes, which are a little different from the face of a young man in his twenties now, but what remains unchanged is the pair of misty blue eyes.

The gloomy misty blue, like a microcosm, Ikekawa Na saw himself in it, saw the lifeless villa and the swing that had been slowly shaking, he slowly looked away and looked up at the ceiling.

Under the light, the originally white walls are shrouded in black and gray, and in the middle is a lamp embedded in the wall, which can illuminate the entire space as long as it is turned on.

But its switch was outside, and the light hadn't been lit once in the two years he'd been here.

Two years......? Has he ever been here for so long?

The pain in his head became more and more intense, and he slowly exhaled, as if he was spitting out a puff of cigarette that he hated most every day, "a pet who can only survive on others......"

Repeating the man's words, he tilted his head and suddenly sneered, "Really? Then I really had a very bad life in the first ten years. ”

But so what, it takes a long time for pets to become humans.

"If you weren't a hallucination, I could have had a few more words with you." Ikekawa Na reached out and pressed her temple hard, "But now, you know what I just want to say to you?" ”

Unexpectedly, the illusion that was originally quite real blinked his misty blue eyes, like a stuttering AI, and only spoke after a long time, "What? ”

"Die."

At the moment when the last word fell, the man only felt a black shadow flash in front of his eyes, and the strength of the person who couldn't even stand up didn't know where it came from, and in a matter of seconds, it moved to his side, and the dagger was sent out at the same time, and the sharp tip of the knife sank into his chest.

The man's face was still stunned, starting from the wound, his body turned into golden data points inch by inch, dissipating.

Ikekawa didn't care about the other party's gradual dissipation.

He pulled out the dagger, which was not stained with blood, and turned his head to look behind him, "If you have anything else you can handle, let it go." ”

His instincts told him that the black mist that had been with him since he entered was in this room.

Just as the phantom belonging to the boss was completely gone, a slowly condensing shadow appeared behind him.

"What's it this time again?" The sneer that had just appeared on Ikekawa Na's face froze in the next second.

Rich black and moonlight poured down on the familiar wooden carpet, and the dark basement was replaced by various European-style wooden furniture in an instant, with soft beds, narrow windows, and familiar bedrooms slowly spread out.

He clenched the dagger, but did not find any familiar figure in this scene.

No one? No, it's not.

There was a faint sound of breathing in the air, very soft, and you had to catch it hard to notice. Ikekawa Na looked at the source of the sound, then reached out and pulled open the closet with the hand that was not holding the weapon.

The boy with long black hair curled up inside, holding only a sharpened dinner knife in his hand.

Another illusion.

"Don't kill me!"

As the door opened, the illusion of the new way out shouted.

The boy held the knife in front of his chest with both hands, but it didn't actually serve any defense, and any adult could easily break his thin wrist and let the knife he used to threaten fall to the ground.

Never done anything like this, even his hands were shaking.

Ikakawa Na looked at the other party and didn't speak, just let the boy fight with himself psychologically.

After being completely annihilated by fear, the boy lowered his head and turned the blade of the knife in his hand to resist others, and compared it to his own neck.

"Am I a human, a cat, a dog, or a sheep?" He muttered.

The boy lowered his eyes, no longer looking anywhere, and slowly repeated the sentence to the person in front of him, "You...... What is it? Is it a human, or a cat or a dog, or a sheep that can be slaughtered at will? ”

No one responded, and only the sound of low breathing remained in the bedroom.

Ikekawa Na looked at him and didn't speak for a while.

The boy's lips pursed, but he didn't say a word, and he looked at the moonlight shining through the window, and suddenly his gaze fell on the face of the man opposite.

He was still holding a dinner knife in his hand, the blade was across his neck, and it was repeatedly sharpened to a sharp edge that quickly pulled a long blood-colored line out of his neck, "This is the only thing you can decide...... Why not get your hands dirty? ”

Ikekawa Nai's hand on the wardrobe gradually tightened, and when she looked down, she only met the pair of different-colored eyes that were the same as herself.

(End of chapter)