This double bed room looks very neat and tidy, with stable and bright lights. It is probably reproduced in the real world according to the appearance of the Grand Couple Hotel during its normal operation in the real world.
Moreover, this room looks... quite interesting.
After all, the actual prototype is a love hotel, which is understandable.
The bed in the room is large, but slightly smaller than the one at Kamiya's home.
The bed was in the shape of a love heart, and the quilt was white and clean, with some dried and blackened rose petals scattered on it.
In addition, Kamiyagawa also saw a large bathtub in the center of this large bed room.
There is no cover, just placed not far opposite the bed.
"Ahem... open the bathroom completely, it's quite fun to play."
"You asked for it."
There are mottled burgundy wallpapers everywhere, and the lights overhead flicker on and off.
On the contrary, you will feel an indescribable sense of safety and reliability.
"I understand. You go back to the spiritual world and rest. I will light a candle for you to rest when you return to reality."
Only a spirit exterminator like Kamiyagawa, who has rich experience in expelling spirits, can be keenly aware of her power and unusualness.
Kamitani stood in front of the door for a while, then turned and waved to the little old man.
It is one of the seven mysteries of Kaidan Honjo.
However, the strange talk in the room itself is not strong.
The collapsed ceiling seemed to be a way out.
The falling raindrops were raising mist, and the thick water vapor also exuded a lustful atmosphere.
It seems to be the rhythmic clashing sound of flesh and skin.
Kamiyakawa was now lying on his back on the big heart-shaped bed.
Kamiyagawa also saw dry black ink writing on the door of this room, so he took a photo to record it as before.
The foot wash stand stood on the edge of the fully open bathtub, arrogantly.
In addition, it is said that Ashashiri has a lustful nature.
If the owner of the house agrees, Juzu will leave after enjoying the foot bath service.
I don’t know if it didn’t exist in the first place, or if the original doors and windows disappeared in the chaotic space of the Living Fish Hotel.
In addition, the sound insulation effect of the rooms in Live Fish Hotel seems to be very good.
He squinted his eyes and checked the room again to confirm that there was no other ghostly atmosphere.
Although he was not directly discovered by the strange talk inside, the damage within this range dissipated quickly.
The outer body is inherently very fragile.
And now, in order for Kamiyagawa to complete the mission of "Hundred Tales of Ghost Stories" and not scare away the ghost stories in the Living Fish Hotel, Mary is also in a state of restraint.
Kamiyagawa's cell phone vibrated.
As for Kamiya, he started to draw his sword with a stiff smile on his face.
Kamiyakawa raised the muzzle of [The Banshee]'s gun and pulled the trigger.
But on the side of the screen, as far as the eye can see, there seems to be a cross wooden stake that is also covered with moss, and there are some... strange torture instruments?
Iron projectiles mixed with the aura of majestic thunder exploded on the ceiling, and purple lightning and white light swept across.
As soon as the door was pushed open, I felt moisture escaping.
Kamiyagawa knew the identity of this D-class ghost who suddenly appeared.
He was standing next to the fully open bathtub in the center of the room.
After hearing the little old man's report, Kamiyagawa felt happy instead of worried.
Asharaiti likes to play pranks and is lustful, which is consistent with the image of many tanuki demons.
Mary beside the bed pulled the machete in her hand, and the red mist also dissipated.
Anyway, it can definitely be easily handled by the owner.
Tikka——
"What's wrong?"
As for Mary, when the ceiling collapsed just now, she also made moves towards the Valley of God.
Its right foot was bleeding profusely, and the fur on its body was scorched black by lightning, giving off a burnt smell. Finally, it twitched twice and stopped moving.
Later, Kamiyagawa may even find room layouts in different scenes such as classrooms, gymnasiums, buses, etc. in the Living Fish Hotel.
But this time, the little old man Mini disappeared quickly within a few seconds after entering.
If this is really the second floor...
Anyway, mobile phones can bring you into the other world, and taking photos is a convenient thing.
Bricks were shattered, and even the huge chandelier overhead collapsed.
He continued to stand close to the Kamiya River, completely ignoring Asharaiti's request.
However, the foot wash house will come to your door again the next night, bringing with it foul smelling dirt, and ask for foot washing service again.
"laugh."
Although the little old man had a very keen sense of the road, he was still a little confused in the maze-like hotel.
Kamiya once again saw the large characters left by dried black ink on the wall here:
"Next, it will be useful to wash its feet."
There are obvious differences in their handwriting.
Weird talk about withdrawal!
…
However, for a dog who is already a C-level dog, the flesh and blood of this low-level monster is not enough to fill the gap between the teeth, and is basically equivalent to mosquito meat.
Buzz——
"Ouch——"
By the way, the big hole in the roof that was trampled on will be restored to its original state.
If this foot were stepped on, an ordinary human would definitely be crushed to pieces on the spot and die suddenly.
After glaring, Prajna disappeared.
When Kamiya stabilized his body next time, he appeared on the instep of Asharaiti Takong with a knife.
Let’s talk about whether the photo is useful or not. If it is really useless, just delete it when you return to reality.
Kamiyagawa once again called out his scouts.
Climbing out of the sexy big bed room, Kamiya River seemed to have returned to the burgundy non-linear chaotic corridor.
The master and servant made gestures for a while, and Kamiyagawa learned the information that the little old man Mini had obtained in those few seconds when he was dying——
"It's a good thing to have boundaries. It means that the space on the map of Live Fish Hotel is indeed limited."
Therefore, Mary was now standing expressionlessly beside the big bed, staring at Prajna and Kamiya stacked on top of each other on the bed.
Then Aashirai would trample the room indiscriminately, even mercilessly trampling the people in the room to death.
According to previous experience in other world activities——
With the end of the game, "Kaitan Hyakumonogatari" has made some progress.
However, Mary is relatively slow compared to Prajna when it comes to protecting Kamiya River.
After the little old man left, Kamiyagawa held a letter and raised his hand to open the door of 416.
The dissipation of the outer body has some negative feedback to his body.
Kamiyagawa's pupils shrank, becoming deep and radiant.
At this time, there is no need to bother Prajna to fly out with him.
"Wash its feet? Wash what thing's feet? What does this line mean, advice? Or is it a rule that must be followed in the Live Fish Hotel?"
But after opening the door, Kamiya heard a strange noise.
Moreover, those rainwaters are corrosive to a certain extent.
This sound... seems... not quite right.
The ceiling cracked open, and a huge bristle-covered calf fell from the sky.
When the ceiling collapsed just now, Prajna appeared in the chaos.
The number on the house plate is - 416.
Kamiyagawa didn't see any door or window in this big bed room.
"I'm fine, Prajna. Thank you."
Damp old carpets stink.
It's understandable.
He looked up.
After walking back and forth for a long time, Kamiyagawa saw a door embedded in the wine-red wall.
Just by using the breath of Ah Hum to regulate the muscles in his whole body, he was like a swift lynx, ducking and easily avoiding the stampede of Ashashidi.
Kamiyagawa lets the little old man return to the Nana Copper Couple.
Differently arranged rooms cater to the special needs of different couples.
In the messy room, only the dog was still sitting on the ruins, grinning and wagging its tail towards Kamiya.
Ring the bell when the enemy monster is about to die, and it will give you a good luck buff for a minute or two.
However, the existence of Mary, a B-level ghost story, did not scare Asharaiti.
"Abba..."
Even if an ordinary exorcist notices the clues left by the Eight-foot Girl, he will most likely not take it seriously.
In addition, I don’t know if it’s because its body is just one leg, but its perception ability is not very strong.
That huge naked foot has human characteristics, but also has some characteristics of beasts.
The original ghost stories originated from Honjo in the Edo period.
For example, the eight-foot-old girl on Ouri Island.
Because hotels with erotic services in Japan have some themed rooms.
The wallpaper in the double bed room is different from the outside. It is not a mottled and damaged burgundy color, but pure white.
He greeted the little old man and continued to explore this weird space.
Kamiyakawa was a little confused.
This time the handwriting read: "If you really have to choose a way to die in this hellish place, dying in this room might not be a bad idea."
The final information obtained was that, except for the wall that Mary broke open, the other three walls were impenetrable and seemed to be the boundaries of this map.
Amidst the smoke and dust, a fat, long-haired civet cat rolled down.
Like indigo stars falling from top to bottom, creating a sharp arc of light.
The specific background story is similar to what Kamiyagawa sees now.
Isn't it just a fight with a low-class monster?
Is it worth firing such a powerful shot?
The walls and floor were covered with greasy moss.
Of course Mary was unmoved.
The very short period of misfortune that follows, under the influence of the seat, can be basically ignored and will not bring any bad luck.
Repeat the old trick and use the little old man's clone to explore the situation behind the wall of the room.
Kamiyagawa felt that the scenes all around looked similar.
I also took a D-level Kaitan Pond.
"Woman? A very beautiful woman! Come here! Come and wash it for me! Use your hands to wash it clean little by little!"
Prajna's face was very close to Kamiya.
Asharaiti was ignored, and the voice coming from the ceiling finally became angry.
The voice coming from the ceiling of Asharaitii became loud and excited.
"So this room was originally supposed to be on the fourth floor?"
The ground has long been filled with water.
"Ahem...the last shot seems to have been too hard."
It was obviously a closed environment, but it was still raining.
The burgundy corridor was just damp, but in this room, it was cold and completely damp.
A powerful and heavy blow directly broke the leg bone of Ashashiri.
However, it is impossible for Kamiyagawa to be afraid of this.
In fact, "torture chambers" appear in Japanese love hotels...
The smart and gorgeous black patterned haori drags its afterimage around the room, like a black ghost.
"Wash my feet!"
The latter understood, let go of his body, walked through the wall and entered behind the door.
The handwriting is sloppy, and the person holding the pen seems to have a trembling hand when writing.
Under the influence of his old father Kamiya, Fu Bao's micro-management is also very well controlled.
This is a very ordinary hotel room door, with red wood and a yellow metal handle.
The machete blade in Mary's hand unconsciously scratched the floor.
There seemed to be something screaming from the top of the ceiling: "Wash my feet! Wash my feet!"
At first glance, it doesn't look like you have entered a hotel room, but rather like you have entered a gloomy basement.
However, do you still want to leave after offending the ghosts and gods?
Inugami ate some Kaidan flesh and blood.
When I stood at the door, I couldn't hear anything going on inside.
With the blessing of fortune from the enhanced version of Zashiki Warashi, and the modified blood pump to pump out the blood of C-level and below Kaitan, the output can basically be considered stable.
Entering the "jealous" state, Prajna's originally beautiful and somewhat cold and arrogant face was completely covered by a white mask, and the appearance was a bit weird and scary.
By comparing it with the photo I kept before, which had the words "You are a living fish on the chopping board...", it can be seen that the two lines of notes were not left by the same person.
The air is humid and the corridors are crowded.
He has been at the Live Fish Hotel for an hour, and this is the first time he has found the door.
And so far, Kamiyagawa’s habit of taking photos casually is still somewhat effective.
Beside Kamiyagawa, the Inugami covered in fire appeared and rushed towards the dying tanuki.
Far from as timely and meticulous as Prajna.
It's a huge dirty naked foot that falls from the roof at night, and will force the owner of the house to wash its feet.
Snap, snap, snap.
In addition, Kamiyagawa harvested 268 soul crystals.
She is actually better at cutting off Kamiyagawa's head in the other world.
The bright and clear sword was pulled out of the scabbard inch by inch, making a crisp sound like a mountain spring hitting a rock.
Kamiyakawa took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the words on the wall.
She stepped on the surging red mist and appeared behind Asharaiti. The heavy and bloody machete was wrapped in the red mist and struck straight at Asharaiti's heel.
…
"Can I slash it with my knife?"
"Little old man."
Kamitani put away the blood pump and the blood pump.
Moreover, just as the little old man said, rain was falling in the room.
"Don't wash it for me? You won't wash it for me!"
If the owner of the house is unwilling to help him wash his feet, or he is perfunctory in the process of washing his feet.
Hannya tilted her head, and her face could not be seen under the mask. All that was known was that she glared at Kamiya with her exposed golden pupils.
He didn't even call out Prajna.
This place looks like a medieval torture chamber.
There seems to be a folk saying that Asharaiti is actually the incarnation of a tanuki demon who is good at changing.
The jet-black muzzle roared with thunder, emitting a shrill and sharp explosion like the wail of a banshee.
As for Mary, she didn't seem to be very interested in the layout of this erotic couple's room. She just followed Kamiya's gaze and glanced at the bathtub in the center of the room, then at the heart-shaped big bed, then looked away and stood silently.
A little closer to the Kamiya River.
Asharaiti, a traditional Japanese folk tale.
After a while, I belatedly noticed Mary standing behind Kamiyagawa.
A word flew down with a buzzing sound.
Moreover, the tiger father has no dog daughter.
The blade of the blade easily penetrated Ashashi's flesh and blood, and it was not until it cut through half of the sole of the foot that the blade regained its power.
"Well……"
While giving people a cramped feeling, it also brings with it an indescribable sense of loneliness.
At the same time, the golden ball bell rang.
The master and servant explored here for nearly half an hour, feeling bored along the way.
[Encountering a strange story about a strange visit, washing your feet in the mansion.]
[The foreign visit catalog has been updated.]
[Ghost Story Name: Asharai House]
[Grade: D grade]
[Interview progress: 8%]
"No wonder it needs someone to wash its feet."
The environment in the room is very strange.
The reckless Onmyoji will really find trouble for himself!
"Whew..."
Kamiyakawa complained secretly in his heart.
Then there was a huge rumbling noise.
And Mary, of course, moves faster than Kamiyagawa.
The bristles on the feet were covered with dirt and blood, and the tips of the hard nails were like animal claws, exuding an unpleasant odor.
After she deliberately restrained her breath, the traces of ghost stories left behind were weak and harmless.
After she came out, she only did one thing -
Most of the tanuki that had just fallen from the ceiling was eaten by the Inugami, and the few remaining unpalatable body remnants had turned into ashes and dissipated.
However, this time the exploration was effective.
The dirty bare feet of the half-man, half-animal were raised high and Terugami and Mary stepped down hard!
in the room.
At this time, a strange noise suddenly came from the ceiling of this large bed room.
However, there was a hint of inquiry in her eyes, and the meaning was very clear——
That tanuki seems to be the true form of Asharaiti.
The choking smoke has dispersed.
Buzzing.
Especially when the hostess or maid washes its feet.
The red and white joy that symbolizes good luck rises, and the [Candlemaker Monk's Blood Pump] roars out.
This room is different from the double bed room that I have explored before. It is very dark inside and has a lot of space.
Directly opposite the door of the room, there is a screen-like shield.
His movements paused slightly.
The huge dirty bare feet finally realized how powerful they were, and they quickly twitched their crippled calves, trying to close them back towards the huge hole in the ceiling.
Wearing a mask of jealousy, he threw Kamiyakawa down to protect him.
The flashing lights overhead made endless noise from beginning to end.
After becoming a B-level Kaitan, I began to pursue divinity, so I gained a certain degree of control over my own Kaitan aura.
Kamiyagawa climbed directly onto Inugami's broad shoulders, made the dog stand upright, and easily climbed to the second floor of the hotel.
Unless special methods like taking the Kisaragi Train are used to cross the boundaries of the map area, generally only those who have achieved Strange Visits can cross them.
The mottled burgundy wallpaper seems to make people crazy after looking at it for a long time.
What the hell is this weird story!?
Probably sensing the movement at the door, the sounds in the room stopped.
At this time, Kamiya stopped thinking more and called out Inujiro directly.
The hot fire on the dog's body was burning, and the high temperature evaporated the slightly corrosive rainwater around it.
One person and one dog rushed into the room in an anti-pornography manner.