There was a knock on the door outside the bathroom.
There was silence for a while.
Click.
squeak--
With a strange and harsh sound, the bathroom door opened from the outside.
A cold wind roared in, and the blurry bathroom walls were quickly covered with frost.
The frozen crackling sound sounded like countless ants crawling.
Kashiwagi, who was curled up in the bathtub, further lowered his breathing to prevent himself from exhaling visible white mist.
He looked at the bleeding palm that was covered by the sun coral's smoke-like tentacles in time, and the Doron Mecia who had become honest and calm. He felt a little uneasy and felt that he should abide by the clues given.
At least it was very quiet until the other party came to the door. He couldn't help but keep silent and kept all his movements to a minimum.
If it smells like blood...
Although the smoke-like tentacles of the sun coral seem to be able to block the smell, it must have spread a lot before that.
To be honest, there is no way to avoid this kind of thing.
Even if there is no smell of blood, he still retains the smell caused by long-term manufacturing of fragrances. Even if he tries his best to remove the smell from his clothes and body, it is impossible to think that there will be no smell at all.
However, the clue only told him to keep quiet, and did not mention the smell of his body or even various actions... The other party may be some kind of existence with extremely keen hearing or only hearing?
Kashiwagi's body tensed slightly, ready for the opponent to pounce.
Take action when it's time to take action.
Whenever the opponent launches an attack, you will definitely have to fight back. It's not like you're really lying in the bathtub waiting for death. The purpose of waiting until now is to achieve the conditions for meeting the destined Pokémon, not to be really afraid of the unknown existence.
Talk about it.
With this kind of ice, that guy could be a snow witch.
He tried to see clearly what was outside the door through the reflection of the bathtub, but there was no light source around at all. It was impossible to see the guy on the surface of the bathtub without illuminating him.
Maybe he could see the guy's appearance with the Dewen detection mirror, but he couldn't guarantee that the other party who was less than ten steps away from him wouldn't be able to hear him if he made such a large movement.
You must find a way to understand the opponent's existence so that you can counterattack smoothly.
Kashiwagi thought in his heart, and suddenly realized that at least two minutes had passed since he opened the door. The white frost had already spread to the vicinity of the bathtub, and the other party was still outside the door and had not come in.
Why?
Do you want to wait for the frost to spread into the bathtub?
This is the thought.
The temperature in the bathroom seemed to have dropped below zero, which was extremely unfriendly to the thinly dressed Cypress. No matter how slowly he breathed, there were still wisps of smoke floating out.
Dark, cold, and tense in the face of the unknown.
The last time I was so stressed seemed to be the final battle with the Shadow Team.
The difference is that at that time, I could rely on fighting to vent my anger, but now I could only lie in the bathtub, waiting for the distant and hazy future, waiting for my opponent to attack.
Suddenly, a sense of urgency emerged along with a little irritability.
There was a faint voice deep in his heart that tempted him to get up and take the lead in attacking the unknown existence outside the door to seize the advantage of attacking first.
It's saying:
Don't let frost cover the bathtub, otherwise something bad will happen!
Get up quickly!
Don't wait any longer! It won't come!
This moment.
Kashiwagi's muscles all over his body tensed, and he almost subconsciously twisted his body to stand up, but when his eyes glanced at the extremely quiet Doron Mecia in his arms, the sense of crisis that threatened him to attack instantly cooled down.
Like a basin of cold water mixed with ice cubes poured down, some kind of intuition from deeper in the mind instantly overcame the impulse born from the sense of crisis.
That's not right.
That's not it.
The content of the clues flashed through his mind again——
"Hide in the bathtub and don't make any noise, no matter what noises you make around you."
The sound of opening the door, the sound of knocking, the swaying click of the pendulum, and...
These are so subtle that they resemble the freezing sounds of crawling insects!
They are also cues telling him to "ignore" the voices!
By just a tiny margin, I had betrayed the trust I had finally gained from Doron Mecia.
After self-examination, Kashiwagi felt clear in his heart, and suddenly felt that his brain should not be frozen yet, so that he would not forget this content that he sticks to all the time.
What's more, the environment is so cold, why do you become more impulsive?
Suddenly.
He discovered another very important thing. The sound of freezing frost suddenly stopped, it did not spread all the way into the bathtub, and the paint surface was still dry and smooth.
The answer is obvious——
It's the guy outside who did it.
It turns out that in addition to freezing the cold air on walls, floor tiles and ceilings, it also has the ability to affect the mind unknowingly.
This guy seems to be waiting for his side to make a move first!
it's wired.
Even though his eyes were very close and he did notice him, he did not run in but adopted this strange method. Bingshuang only came to the vicinity of the bathtub, as if he was worried about something.
Then again.
If you insist on hiding, a cabinet or under the bed is obviously more suitable. Even though they are standard places for events in thrillers, they are still better than a semi-open bathtub.
Why did the simulator leave him in the bathroom tub...
Is there something special about the bathtub?
While Kashiwagi was thinking, a stronger wind sound suddenly came from outside the door, and the temperature in the bathroom dropped again. The other party seemed to be more impatient than he thought, and was already increasing the pressure to force him to speak out.
pity.
If you only have this shallow method, it will be far from being able to help him.
Kashiwagi closed his eyes, and the palms wrapped with smoke-like tentacles emitted a reassuring warmth, as if the sun coral was transporting the pure life energy accumulated in daily life into his body, maintaining his various functions.
vital signs.
This special technique has the same effect as the Happy Egg's healing wave, but the cost is far higher than using a single move in the latter.
If it weren't for an emergency, Sun Coral would never have done such a stupid thing.
The existence outside the door seemed to have discovered what Sun Coral had done, and became even more annoyed. The intuitive experience was that the cold wind changed from whistling to a swishing sound of knives.
There seemed to be large and small accumulations of snow everywhere in the bathroom, but the bathtub remained as dry as it was originally.
Such a strange situation once again verified Kashiwagi's conjecture.
Suddenly.
The wind stopped.
The bathroom fell into a deathly silence.
But before Kashiwagi could guess whether the guy had left, the first clattering sound accompanying the movement sounded at the door.
Coming in!
He widened his eyes and felt the slightly tense body of Doron Mecia in his arms. When his head moved slightly, he found that Sun Coral also opened its eyes like red candles.
However.
The tacit understanding of cultivating Sun Coral over the past six months has told Kashiwagi that what it pays attention to is not the guy who comes into the bathroom, but the bathtub under them!
Eh?
Kashiwagi was stunned for a moment, and then he flew up.
That's right, there was a bang and accompanied by a shrill scream, he flew directly from the bathtub to the ceiling.
"ah--!!"
It was as if there was a spring that was pressed to the extreme on his back, and a majestic force pushed him into close contact with the ceiling. Fortunately, he had quick hands and eyes and used his hands and toes that were not wrapped in the smoke-like tentacles to press against the ceiling.
I wasn't beaten to a pulp.
At the moment when he fell due to inertia, he looked forward and found that the bathtub was changing while he pounced on the guy who entered the bathroom——
‘Death’s Coffin’ and ‘Snow Witch’!?
Wait! It seems not!
How could the Snow Witch look so lanky and weird? Just like the female ghost in a supernatural movie.
There are also a few ice beads hanging from the waist.
Could it be that the clicking sound is caused by them colliding with each other?
Kashiwagi tried to look more carefully, but found that the bathtub that had transformed into a death coffin had swallowed the attacking "Snow Demon Girl", and he had stepped on something soft.
He looked down and found that he was stepping on the broad palm of the night demon that had half of its body protruding from the dark gap——
It’s Fleur’s dark night spirit!
Kashiwagi recognized this guy easily, and the latter seemed to recognize him and gently put him aside.
immediately.
Next to it emerged a human head with two red flowers.
"Sure enough, I guess this is the real entrance!"
Fleur happily scanned everything around her, and at first glance she saw the Death's coffin bound with something at the door, and then the cypress wood next to it.
"Kashiwagi-chan! You are really here!"
She had no consciousness of being in a special environment at all. She felt as comfortable as returning home, crawling out of the dark gap together with the night demon.
Followed closely by Bonnie with a rather cold expression and the huge ice ghost guard.
But when she saw Kashiwagi standing next to her, her brows quickly furrowed. She came forward aggressively as if to question him, but her words were filled with concern: "Are you okay? Where are you injured?"
"……Nothing."
Kashiwagi shook his head. The tiger's mouth had already been stimulated to recover its self-healing ability by the infusion of Sun Coral's life energy.
He looked at the coffin of the God of Death at the door. He had no idea that the bathtub he was lying in was transformed into this guy. The key was that he had not been mummified since he had been lying in the bathtub for so long.
Is it because there has been no sound?
Fleur came to the door and saw that the death coffin had completely shut the intruder into her body. She looked carefully and said, "You were the one blocking the entrance just now, right? No wonder we can't get in!"
This man was really brave. He spoke without any scruples and reached out to touch the golden mask on the forehead of the God of Death's coffin.
Unexpectedly, after she touched the golden mask, a sound came from the mask's mouth.
"Young psychic, you are very lucky."
"Lucky? What kind of luck?"
The meaningless words made Furong stunned.
The golden mask on the forehead of the Death God's coffin replied: "Everyone who disturbs my sleep in the middle of the night will be punished by imprisonment. You are not the first one, so I will spare you this time."
"Wow! Such a loud tone!"
Furong was shocked. She sent Shenshan to take the lead and beat all the ghosts. It was the first time that she, who was invincible to ghosts, was so provoked by a ghost-type Pokémon!
But after looking around, she suddenly raised her eyebrows and said, "Wait a minute, are you the 'gatekeeper' Pokémon?"
"Exactly."
The voice coming from Death's coffin was full of pride.
Fleur turned her head and explained thoughtfully to the two confused people behind her: "Every entrance to reality and the spiritual world will have gatekeeper Pokémon, and they basically take up this position spontaneously.
"It will guide various ghosts into the spirit world and prevent them from leaving casually, balancing the two worlds. Such Pokémon are generally very strong, and are different from ordinary ghost Pokémon. You can see things like talking.
It can all be done.”
Kashiwagi nodded in realization.
No wonder that guy who looked like a snow witch didn't dare to come in casually, but in the end he couldn't hold it back.
At this time, the coffin of death spoke again.
"If you have nothing else to do, take your companions out! Psychic medium! Although I don't know how you opened the gap, this is not a world where the living can wander back and forth!"
"Since we are here, something must be going on!"
Furong replied confidently, and turned her attention to Doron Mecia, who was hiding in Kashiwagi's arms, "Huh? When did you two become so close?"
Just when you left it in my care.
Kashiwagi secretly complained, held Doron Mecia out with his hands, and told it that the critical moment to find its younger brother had arrived.
Doron Messia, who was already convinced of the former, immediately flew over.
"Hee!"
"Well."
Fleur glanced back and forth between it and the cypress wood, but said nothing. She just said to the death coffin: "This child's brother seems to have come here through some means. Can you help find him?"
Upon hearing this, Death Coffin leaned forward slightly like a hill towards Doron Mecia, frightening the latter greatly.
"...How can you be sure that its brother is here?"
"Of course it's through divination! Since you know about psychics, it's impossible that you don't know the special skills of our psychics, right?"
Fleur put her hands on her hips proudly.
Divination?
Is it the kind that Katsuki Hana, the leader of the Hyakusei Gym in the Kalos region, has?
No, she seemed to be using starlight to peek into the past and future of Ash's little frog, and then revealed that it would save the Kalos region and gain a new evolution - the Tie Evolution.
Kashiwagi looked at the death coffin, wondering how it would respond.
Unexpectedly, after the other party heard this, he suddenly fell silent, and replied after a few seconds: "In that case, you can find it yourself! In this ghost hotel!"
Ghost Hotel!
It gave way to the outside and said: "However, if you fall down somewhere, don't blame me for not warning you in advance. The tenants here are very irritable, like the Snow Demon Girl or even worse,
Not without!"
When the death coffin said this, Kashiwagi felt that it seemed to be looking towards him.
"Wait a minute, I would like to ask, was it the Snow Witch who tried to attack me just now?"
He quickly raised his hand and asked: "But the shape doesn't seem to be very similar to the Snow Witch in my memory, and those ice beads..."
"..."
The Death Coffin didn't seem to intend to answer his question. It flew back to the top of the dark crack and gradually returned to the shape of a bathtub, as if it planned to continue blocking the entrance to the spiritual world.
But just when Kashiwagi felt sorry, his voice came over.
"That's a human female disguise made of ice and snow, trying to confuse stupid and young humans like you! As for the ice beads...hehehe, I said those are the souls of human males, do you believe it or not?"
The laughter was extremely high-pitched.
Human female appearance disguised?
It's so hard to pronounce, so it turns out to be the ice and snow version of "Painted Skin"! It's just that the painted skin is so... to be confused by this appearance, how many tastes do you have!
While Kashiwagi secretly complained, his heart couldn't help but tremble when he thought of those ice beads.