Because I was one of the sponsors of the charity show, it was easy to get Iijima's information and contact information from the organizer.
She was 21 years old at the time and still a female college student.
I am nineteen years older than her, but it doesn't matter because I can still approach her easily because of my social status.
Through polite early contacts, I learned that Rin Iijima comes from an ordinary family and is working hard to become a famous ballet dancer.
This is easier to do.
I gave her luxuries, treated her to high-end restaurants, and took her on my yacht for vacation.
I used my connections to get her an opportunity to perform a ballet at the Takarazuka Theater.
Rin Iijima was very grateful to me, and it didn’t take long before she willingly became my secret lover.
Iijima thinks I have done a lot for her.
But what she doesn't know is that the money and energy I invested in her are not even as much as the money I invested in certain custom girls.
Between me and Rin Iijima, a female student, I have the upper hand regardless of age or experience, and we are doubly crushed in terms of mind and authority.
Our identities were not equal from the beginning.
It was normal for her to become my lover under coercion and inducement. Everything was within my expectations.
That's how I stay awake.
Iijima once told me her wish. She said that she loved dancing and wanted to keep dancing.
So, in the third month after she became my lover, I carefully prepared a gift for her.
I customized an extra-large music box.
For the music box track, I chose "Puppy Waltz".
Although I know Iijima prefers quiet songs, I love cheerful ones.
As long as I like it.
Moreover, there are times when Iijima will indeed act like a puppy at certain moments under my control.
It feels very good to turn a proud swan into a humble puppy.
But it's not enough.
The night I gave the music box to Iijima, I invited her to my villa in the suburbs.
I anesthetized her with medicine.
I put on a white tutu for her.
In order to make Iijima's final state more perfect, I started to use tools to trim the joints of her limbs.
While I was adjusting her limbs, Iijima woke up, perhaps because of the pain or because the anesthetic had worn off.
She began to cry and scream.
But it's useless. The basement of my villa has the best sound insulation.
Moreover, the way Iijima struggled and cried reminded me of the crow that provided me with my first meaningful collection a long time ago.
I don't know why, but the way Iijima cries is similar to the way the crow flutters its chest feathers.
It was a long-lost feeling that made me focus more on the work at hand.
A long time passed. I forgot the specific time at the time. In short, it was a long time ago.
Rin Iijima stopped crying and stopped struggling.
She was still, just like the crow that was lying stiffly in my palm.
Not moving anymore.
I put a lot of thought into it and spent a whole week on and off sculpting my collection.
I dehydrated and preserved her, disassembled and reassembled her joints flexibly...
Finally, I carved Iijima into a beautiful piece of art and placed it on top of the copper music box.
Just turn the axis of the music box and she will spin and dance to the smooth and cheerful music.
She has a soft demeanor and a fluttering white skirt.
Look, Rin Iijima can keep dancing.
Keep jumping and never stop.
I fulfilled her wish.
…
"Tsk, Itakura Ryozo is really perverted." Kamiyagawa read the newly acquired autobiography from cover to cover.
it's easy to see.
The related strange story in the newly obtained chapter of the autobiography is about the girl in the box who the little old man sensed the evil spirit in the paradise.
Now she has gone to reality.
After putting away "Itakura's Autobiography of Essays (3)", Kamiya teleported directly into Takamagahara, performed a wave of magic spells, and then logged off.
Consciousness returns to the low-rent apartment at home.
Kamiya woke up from the single bed, took out the [Kabuki Puppet] again, and summoned Kushinuro.
He stared at the burly and domineering puppet for a while.
Then he raised his hand to manipulate the thread, causing Kuangshilang to stop in the corner of the room.
Then he tried to pull his consciousness away from the puppet. After several attempts, the Kuangshilang consciousness in his mind was still there due to the split-screen operation, but it just entered the standby state and fell silent.
After completing this step, Kamiyakawa lay down on the bed again.
It was the last game today. He had been in the Kaitan world for a long time and he felt very tired.
"Prajna, help me turn off the light."
Snapped.
The lights dimmed and the room entered darkness.
Kamiyakawa lay on the bed and fell asleep soon after.
He didn't know how long it took before he started dreaming.
It seemed that he was not dreaming with his own consciousness, but that the consciousness of the crazy man in the corner was forcibly turned on and entered the dream.
Kamiya only vaguely sensed what his puppet was feeling.
In the dream, Kamiya River seemed to be back in the haunted house tunnel.
Sitting on the third section of the small train.
The two carriages in front of him were stained with blood and minced meat. One contained thin slices of red and black meat, and the other contained two terrifying eyeballs.
Bang! Bang!
Kamiya heard the familiar sound of cymbals.
After that, the abdomen of the mechanical monkey at the front of the car began to make a high-pitched and funny voice: "The third station, mince the meat! The third station, mince the meat!"
Buzz!
The sound of a chainsaw spinning could be heard from around me, and the strong smell of machine oil and blood mixed together made it difficult to breathe.
Kamiyakawa turned his head and saw a half-human-tall ape standing on the car door on the left, holding a roaring chainsaw and grinning ferociously at him.
"I can't run away, it's your turn." The monkey said.
Buzz!
The monkey wielded a chainsaw and cut into the body of "Kamigu".
But only wood chips were rolled up by the teeth of the electric saw and shot everywhere...
…
"Ha-hu-"
The time is three o'clock in the morning.
Kamitani gasped for air and sat up from the bed, as if he had had a terrible nightmare.
The first thing he did when he woke up was to check Kuang Shilang's condition.
Sure enough, the "split-screen consciousness" of the puppet in my mind had disappeared.
Look at the corner again.
The burly Kuangshilang who originally stood there "watching the night" has been torn into sawdust and pieces of wood on the ground.
After more than ten seconds, even the remaining materials dissipated without a trace.
Kuangshilang Unit 1 is dead.
"Although it came a little fast, it's pretty much what I expected." Kamiyakawa rubbed his temples.
The "killing in dreams" effect exerted by Yuanmeng can really be compared to reality.
The last Kaitan with similar abilities I encountered was Hanako in the toilet of the initial boss.
"However, the one who rides the train in the world of Kaitan is the Kuaishourou, and the one who is cursed by the monkey dream is also the Kuangshirou. Once the Kuaishourou No. 1 is shattered, the monkey dream will lose its purpose."
After simply calming down his mood, Kamiya made this judgment.
It is certain that Yuanmeng did not directly entangle him.
After all, Kamiyagawa has something as convenient and reliable as the "Kaitan Story" system.
If Sarumeng had any effect on him, the system would have issued a debuff entry just like when he encountered [Hanako's Curse].
"That's the same thing. Fortunately, I listened to Zashiki's advice and didn't rush to get on the train myself just because I was talking about being immortal in the ghost world."
Although Monkey Dream is only D-level.
But its "continuous dream" ability to pursue targets across two worlds is simply unstoppable.
"We need to think of a way to kill the monkey train later...or subdue it? Special ghost stories that specialize in dreams should be quite rare, right?"
Kamiyakawa thought intermittently for a while.
Then he lay down again and fell asleep again.
I slept well in the early morning when I got home, without any dreams, and I slept until dawn.
…
Early the next morning.
Kamiya was woken up by the alarm clock.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard a familiar cry beside the bed: "Abba!"
When he looked up, he saw a bare little Guitan, who was more than ten centimeters tall, standing excitedly on the edge of the bed, dancing.
"Little old man?" Kamiya rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Weren't you in Nara with Oishi, Takayama and the others? Why are you back in Tokyo?"
"Abba! Abba!"
The little old man continued to run up and down, and at the same time raised his hand to signal his master to look at the entrance.
I saw that no one in the headless hearse group was huddled in the small entrance hall, holding their heads and looking around.
He looked like he didn't dare to step into the room without the boss's permission.
"Why are these guys here?"
Kamiya scratched his slightly messy hair and got up from the bed.
He first signaled the members of the hearse group to enter the room, then yawned and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Ten minutes later.
Kamiyakawa, who had regained his consciousness, sat at the small square dining table in the room, eating the sandwich and hot milk prepared by Hannya while talking to his ghost talk brothers.
Oishi Junma: "Boss, good morning!"
Takayama Mayi: "Good morning."
Obara Zaowei: "...Okay."
The employees who knew how to speak greeted their bosses one after another.
Kamiyakawa just waved his hands at them casually, then he swallowed a bite of the sandwich in his mouth, and then slowly spoke:
"Did you come to Tokyo from Nara to meet me because you found the girl in the box?"
"Abba! Abba!"
The little old man sat cross-legged on the dining table and nodded excitedly.
The yellow-haired man Dashi waited for the little old man to speak before speaking:
"That's right, boss, under the leadership of the little old man, we successfully found the trace of the girl in the box! And she was not discovered."
"Oh? That's not bad." Kamiya nodded with satisfaction, "You guys have a rest first, and after I finish eating, I will take your car and set off to Nara."
Today is the first day of summer vacation, and Kamiyagawa has no other arrangements on his schedule.
Moreover, it just so happened that the game I bought last night in the Kaidan World contained the fragments of the autobiography of the girl in the box.
And the younger brothers who are active in reality are also very capable in doing things.
Now I can go meet the girl in the box who has been visiting for a while.
Dashi excitedly put his head back on his bare neck: "No problem, boss!"
…
Eight o'clock in the morning.
Kamiyagawa, who had finished preparing for the trip, went downstairs with the other boys.
At the entrance of the corridor, I met a fairly familiar neighbor.
It's an old gentleman named Yoshinaga.
This old man was holding a fierce Chihuahua in his arms. He must have gotten up early to go downstairs to walk the dog.
It’s also very interesting to say.
Grandpa Yoshinaga's Chihuahua is called "Taiyayaki" and has always been very fierce.
The smaller the dog, the more likely it is that the temper will be bigger and the dog will be more aggressive.
A long time ago, Taiyaki always barked when he saw Kamiyakawa, and he screamed very crazily.
But after seeing Kamiya in the past six months, it has unexpectedly changed its temperament.
Silent and meek, as if sterile.
In the past few months, when the Chihuahua saw Kamiyagawa, he would huddle in Grandpa Yoshinaga's arms, tremble and gasp.
Inside the corridor.
Kamiya took the initiative to say hello to this usually friendly neighbor: "Grandpa Yoshinaga, are you going to eat taiyaki?"
"Woo-wow-wow-wow-"
When the Chihuahua saw Kamiya River, he was even more scared than usual. He lowered his eyebrows and stared at Kamiya's side, as if there was something extremely scary there.
"Kamiya, are you going to school? Ouch - what's wrong with you, Taiyaki? Kamiya-kun is such a well-behaved and good boy."
Mr. Yoshinaga first smiled at Kamiya, then helplessly touched the head of the Taiyaki dog in his arms.
"No, I'm already on summer vacation. I just went downstairs for a walk."
Kamiya looked at the Chihuahua and thought it was funny.
It is said that dogs have higher spiritual vision than humans, and some dogs can see things that humans cannot.
It seems that this statement is really not nonsense.
Kamiya went downstairs with Mr. Yoshinaga.
The Mazda ghost car was parked deep in the crowded alley below the low-rent apartment, next to the trash can.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Moreover, part of the front of the car is "through the mold" and is directly embedded in the trash can.
Of course, from Mr. Yoshinaga's perspective, that Mazda car does not exist.
Afterwards, Mr. Yoshinaga turned out of the alley with the dog in his arms.
Kamiyagawa walked to the trash can.
Dashu Junma opened the car door for him diligently.
"Woof woof!"
After Kamiya got into the car, Taiyaki screamed loudly.
Mr. Yoshinaga turned around and saw that there was nothing else in the damp and crowded alley except two trash cans filled with domestic garbage.
"Eh? Where is Kamiya?"
The old gentleman was confused, but he didn't take it too seriously. He just thought he was a neighbor and turned back to the apartment building.
In fact, Kamiyagawa was sitting safely and comfortably in the ghost car at this time.
After recruiting the hearse group, he learned from Dashi and Gaoshan that the F-class headless expedition group had a very unique skill.
It's called [Ghost Acceleration].
When the Mazda enters the "ghost" state, it can catch people all the way. The speed can easily reach 500 yards, and the maximum range can be 600 yards. It is so fast that it can almost fly on the ground.
Moreover, unless interrupted by an attack, Mazda in the "ghost" state will ignore all physical volume collisions.
No matter where the hearse group wants to go, as long as [Ghost Acceleration] is turned on, they can be forced to go in a straight line with the "shortest line segment between two points".
This Mazda really doesn't get stuck in traffic jams.
What's even more powerful is that all units entering the hearse, whether they are people or items, will be attached to the "ghost" status.
It is invisible to ordinary people, and physical collisions are eliminated during movement.
When Kamiya listened to Oishi and Takayama describing their skills, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
OK, hello to you!
I was born to be a driver!
It's really a treasure found.
Buzz——
The Mazda makes an engine sound that is inaudible to ordinary people.
Oishi Junma stepped on the accelerator, and the ghost car accelerated and crashed into the alley wall, causing a wave of spatial fluctuations.
Then we drove all the way west, heading straight towards Nara.