Miyake Kouta smashed the door with his fist, and the solid security door made a dull sound.
"Qianzhang, are you in there?"
Bang bang bang!
Knock again.
"I'm really angry. You'd better tell me clearly what you've been doing these two days!"
Still no one responded.
Miyake Kouta approached the security door. He couldn't hear a sound from his brother's house, and the entire corridor was deathly silent.
Only a little bit of rain splashed along the brick fence in the corridor, making the air cold and damp, making people unhappy.
It seems that my brother is really not at home.
"Where did that kid go?"
But Qianzhang just answered the phone and sounded normal.
In other words, nothing happened to him.
Maybe it's just that I don't want to see myself.
Miyake Yasuta realized this very early. As adults, the social status gap between the two brothers became wider and wider. Every time he saw his younger brother, he would feel great psychological pressure.
Also, for that kid Qianzhang, what good is there to see the eldest brother who has accomplished nothing?
He finally decided to leave.
When he reached the stairs, Miyake Kouta shook the umbrella in his hand and looked back again.
The door to my brother's apartment was still closed, standing quietly like a lifeless tombstone in the dark environment.
Naturally, the tombstone cannot be opened.
"Damn, it's cold in here."
Miyake pulled off his clothes that were wet and wrinkled by the rain, and walked downstairs.
…
About an hour after Miyake Kouta left.
The Kamiya family's modified ghost Mazda with a heavy industrial feel drove downstairs to the apartment where Chiaki Miyake lived.
Oishi Shunma inserted the car into a nearby alley and stopped with the door facing the alley.
There has never been a problem with parking the ghost car. You can park it anywhere as long as you find a deserted corner.
Dashi in front got out of the cab, opened a black umbrella, and picked up his boss from the car.
"Dashi, I can hold an umbrella by myself."
Kamiya got off the car and stood under the umbrella.
Oishi Junma held the handle of the umbrella and seemed very excited: "Please let me do it, boss! I have wanted to do this a long time ago. Boss, don't you think it would be more handsome for me to hold the umbrella for you? I will
As your driver and bodyguard, if we go to meet the novelist like this, you will appear like a gangster, with your aura under control."
Kamiya silently glanced at the dazzling yellow hair on his little brother's head.
I don’t know if you have the temperament of a yakuza, but standing with you, I always feel that I have a bit more of a street delinquent.
Those who are close to ink are black.
"Don't scare people with your head falling off."
"No problem, boss!"
Holding an umbrella from the big stone, Kamiya walked out of the alley.
Just after leaving Tsukada Satake's home, Kamiya called Mr. Kyoshiki according to the contact information.
But no one answered.
After thinking about it, Kamiya simply went to the door according to the address. Although it was somewhat rude to come to the door without saying hello as a stranger, but excellent scriptwriters are rare, so it is better to meet them as much as possible.
Hua Hua——
The heavy rain has been falling for a long time this afternoon, and it shows no sign of stopping.
The moisture is mixed with the damp smell of earth.
The sky and the earth were turbid under the torrential rain, turning into a cup of turbid liquid. The dark buildings on the ground were like sediment at the bottom of the cup.
Kamiya walked downstairs to the apartment and suddenly stopped.
In front of him, only a few of the five-story apartment buildings had lights on, and the lights looked hazy in the mist.
"Abba whining!"
The little old man found himself at his feet, raised his hand and pointed to the fourth floor of the apartment, telling what he had discovered.
"Boss, there are also little old men and seniors? What's wrong?"
Oishi Junma's perception is not too strong. When he saw the boss stop, he also stopped and tilted the umbrella in his hand towards the boss.
Kamiya didn't reply immediately, he just raised his head and his eyes shrank slightly, becoming deep and dark.
The rainwater flowed down the black umbrella surface, gathered into water lines, and slowly slid down from his eyes.
Snap.
The water line smashed into the standing water on the ground, swaying into turbid ripples and splashing small cold water droplets.
"Something is wrong here."
Kamiyagawa pulled out a word from the [Mirage Bag].
…
Miyake Kota drove home from Roppongi in Minato City.
He rented a one-family building in Shinagawa Ward and lived with his girlfriend.
However, his girlfriend has been on a business trip these past two days, so he is the only one at home.
Miyake Kouta returned home carrying a bento he bought from a convenience store on the way.
He put the lunch on the table, took off half of his clothes, and was about to take a shower, but when he reached the bathroom door, he heard the doorbell ringing at the entrance.
Bell——Bell——
"who?"
"Brother, it's me, Qian Zhang."
My brother's voice came from the door.
Chiaki?
I couldn't find anyone else just now, why is this kid here on his own now?
"Wait a minute!"
Kangtai put on some shorts, wiped his hair with a dry towel, and walked towards the door.
The door opens.
The person standing outside was indeed his younger brother Chiaki Miyake.
The younger brother he disliked and was secretly jealous of.
Qianzhang doesn't look much like his tall and burly brother. He is a little skinny and a little short.
Qian Zhang was wearing a white shirt and a pair of jeans, most of which were soaked. He was holding an umbrella in his hand, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose were covered with moisture, and he stood at the door with an apologetic look on his face.
I don't know whether it was the cold or some other reason, but his thin lips were a little white.
"You...where have you been?"
Kangtai wanted to get angry again, but seeing his brother's embarrassed look, he really didn't know what to say. Moreover, most of his anger had been reduced by half on the way home.
"I'm sorry, brother. I encountered some things, some... things that are difficult to explain."
Qian Zhang said this, looking back slightly uneasily.
There was only a dark street behind him, and the trees on the street were swaying from the wind and rain.
"Come in first."
Kangtai turned sideways and let his brother in. At the same time, he went to the bathroom to get a dry towel and threw it to him.
The two brothers sat down on the tatami in the living room.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What's going on? Do you want to drink some water?" Miyake Kouta asked him.
"No, brother. What I want to tell you is very strange, but really, please believe me."
After Qianzhang sat down, he still looked a little uneasy and anxious, frequently looking up at the clock on the wall.
"Say it."
Kangtai was confused, his brother seemed to be a little abnormal, he had never been so talkative before.
"I seem... to be stared at by something, a... I can't tell what it is, something supernatural."
"Huh? Have you damaged your brain by writing novels?"
"Really, brother! Brother, you...you just went to my house, right?"
"Yes, yes. But after knocking on the door for a while, no one responded, so I left."
"You shouldn't go. That thing is probably at my house, and it might be targeting you. Brother, why don't you go to a nearby shrine or temple now? I don't know if it will be useful, but it's better than staying here.
!Ah...no, I'm going with you, we have to go together, maybe it will show up halfway."
"What on earth are you talking about? What kind of shrine or temple? I think it's better to send you to the hospital first."
"Brother, really, you have to believe me, really believe me!"
Qianzhang's tone suddenly became almost pleading, and his words were incoherent, which caught Kang Tai off guard.
After being silent for about ten seconds, the Miyake family brother sighed: "If going to the shrine can help you calm down, it's not impossible. But at least you have to tell me what happened, right? Otherwise, it's raining so hard, you can't
Why should I stupidly go out with you again?"
After hearing Kang Tai's words, Qian Zhang finally calmed down a little.
Kangtai did not completely deny his illogical words, but just needed a reasonable explanation.
Just like...when I was a kid.
When he was a child, as long as Qianzhang could explain things and his inner thoughts clearly to his brother, his brother would stand by him unconditionally.
The same goes for writing light novels.
Qianzhang initially shared this idea with his brother and received support from him.
Thinking of this, Chiaki Miyake seemed to feel a little more at ease. He planned to use the shortest words and the shortest time to tell his brother about his experiences in the past few days.
"Brother, it's like this-"
…
Things started half a month ago.
Because Tokuma Studio was acquired and reorganized, and all the script work at hand had been completed, Chiaki Miyake was given a week's vacation.
His two friends Guangzhao and Jieyou learned about the situation and invited him to play in Akita.
These two friends are both from Akita Prefecture. They are college classmates with Chiaki Miyake, and they usually have a good relationship.
The reason why I invited Chiaki to Akita was because it was summer and a summer festival was going to be held there.
Kanto Festival.
At that time, young people dressed in traditional festival costumes will perform a parade at night. Using their hips, shoulders or foreheads, they take turns lifting a twelve-meter-high bamboo pole decorated with 46 paper lanterns and paper pieces and fixed with bamboo sticks.
The parade will go through the streets of the town to the sound of flutes and drums, cheering enthusiastically while making sure the lanterns are not extinguished, and praying for good weather and a good harvest.
Generally speaking, the Kanto Festival in Akita City is held in August.
However, the timing of the event may be different in some rural areas. For example, in a rural town on the Yanmu Mountain side where Guangzhao lives, the event starts in July and there are gatherings at night.
It's a good place for Chiaki Miyake to go and relax, and it's also a good place to collect ideas and materials as a writer.
Miyake naturally agreed to his friend's invitation.
When he arrived in Akita, he stayed at Guangzhao's home.
On the night of the Iwakiyama Summer Lantern Festival, the three young people went to the town where the festival was held.
They went there by motorcycle, two local friends each drove one, and Chiaki Miyake sat in the back seat of Hiroshi.
The Lantern Festival is very lively. The lanterns that shine in the night and gather in the long river procession look like rice stalks. The lanterns emitting bright light symbolize the golden ears of rice.
Three young people were having a great time.
By the time we finished the celebrations and sacrifices and attended the gathering, it was already half past eleven in the evening.
The three of them planned to stay at the nearby Guangzhao home tonight, so they drove back.
There were a lot of cars on the road at first, because there were many people who had also attended the celebration and were returning home. After driving for a while and passing some intersections, the number of vehicles on the road decreased until finally they were the only ones left on the empty country road.
Two locomotives.
While driving like this, Miyake, who was sitting in the back seat of Guangzhao, suddenly noticed that Jieyou's car, which had been following him, was missing.
It seemed that he was a little slow after passing a traffic light intersection, and then he never caught up.
So the two stopped by the side of the road.
After waiting for about five minutes, Jieyou still didn't show up, and no one answered the phone.
With no other choice, Qian Zhang and Guang Zhao had no choice but to ride back the same way they came to look for the person.
On the way back, they didn't worry too much.
"Maybe Jieyou's car just has a malfunction and can't start."
After driving for about a kilometer, the two found Jieyou's car and parked it on the side of the highway.
The key was not removed.
Guangzhao stepped forward and tried it, and sure enough, the car couldn't start.
But it's strange that only the motorcycles are left here, but the Jieyou people are not there.
So the two could only try to call each other's number again, while shouting around to find him.
There are farmlands on both sides of that section of the road. There is no light, and you can hear the noisy chirping of frogs in the fields.
As soon as the call was placed, I heard the ringtone of my cell phone on the edge of a nearby field.
The two of them followed the sound and finally saw Jieyou.
He looked like he was frightened, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was opened forcefully, his face was stained with tears, and he was covered in mud. He just stood in the paddy field like that, holding a strange posture of stretching his hands forward, like
He was as motionless as a scarecrow, no matter how Qian Zhang and Guang Zhao called him, he didn't respond.
Jieyou's action was really weird.
It doesn't feel like he is naturally straightening his arms, but rather like someone is pulling his hands hard in front.
Guangzhao and Qianzhang were both frightened by the scene before them, but in the end they had no choice but to go down and drag Jieyou up.
After pushing and carrying him, he was placed on Guangzhao's motorcycle. In the end, Guangzhao sat at the front, the distraught Jieyou was sandwiched in the middle, and Qian Zhang sat at the end. In this illegal manner, he reluctantly returned to Guangzhao's home.
As for Jieyou's motorcycle, he could only take out the key and park it where it was.
When I got home and tidied up for a while, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.
During this period, the absent-minded Jieyou finally slowly regained some consciousness. Under questioning from Qianzhang and the others, he spoke intermittently and with a trembling voice about his previous encounters.
"My car broke down and couldn't start. So I had to push the car to the side of the road and thought about calling you to come back."
"Then on the opposite side of the road, under the streetlight, a woman suddenly appeared and waved to me. The woman... was very strange, and the clothes she wore were also strange. She stood straight under the dazzling streetlight, and looked at it with fury in my heart."
"I shouted to her, but she didn't respond at all. She just stood and kept waving to me."
"I felt scared, but after that...I don't remember what happened at all."
After listening to Jieyou's story, both Qian Zhang and Guang Zhao felt chills running down their spines.
Things were too weird tonight.
Because it is a house in the countryside, Guangzhao's family has several rooms. They had originally divided the rooms, but tonight they simply made beds and slept together.
I don't know what time of night it was, but Qian Zhang, who was sleeping in a daze, seemed to hear Jie You, who was lying not far away, mumbling something vaguely and mechanically.
He reluctantly stood up and looked in the direction of Jieyou, and saw that his friend was still lying under the quilt, with no movement.
So the sleepy Qianzhang fell asleep again.
What he didn't know was that his friend kept his eyes open the whole time that night and lay stiffly.
Jieyou was indeed mumbling.
He said: "...I still have to go back."
When he woke up the next day, Jieyou was no longer in the room, and he was nowhere to be found in Guangzhao's home.
Afterwards, Qianzhang and Guangzhao received a call from Jieyou's mother. The mother cried and told them an unacceptable news——