Aoba Office

The development of this matter made me confused for a moment. I still didn't see the yin energy or the ghost, but Honda's physical signs were gone, so I was sure he was dead. Dead, but still strangely sinking in the water, motionless.

I waited for a while before approaching the Honda.

My hand touched Honda's body, and I still remembered Honda's violent struggle just now in my mind. His pain, fear, and desire to live were all flooded into my consciousness, very intensely. But now, these consciousnesses have disappeared. Honda didn't even give birth to a ghost. When he died, he was filled with pain and helplessness.

I suddenly felt a change in the atmosphere in the water.

The Yin Qi I had been looking for appeared at this moment.

Yin energy appeared out of thin air and spread in the water. I didn't see the ghost's figure, but I felt the water temperature drop suddenly, then rise again and return to normal.

I floated out of the water. The cat has run away and disappeared. The surroundings were empty, and the cold air made people want to shiver.

I looked up at the black sky.

Heavy dark clouds shrouded the mountains, giving people a sense of oppression that the rain was about to come.

After a while, I felt something falling from the sky.

It's snow.

It's like Yin Qi.

The wind howled like the cries and wails of ghosts.

Gray snowflakes were flying and falling finely on the hot spring pool. It only fell on the hot spring pool. As soon as I fell asleep, the snowflakes melted and disappeared.

The snow drifted like this for a while, turned into a cold wind, and poured into the hotel. The snow stopped.

Yin energy seemed to fill the hotel with the cold air.

I heard voices, but not clearly.

After a while, there were footsteps approaching from far away.

"Honda? Honda-kun?" Someone whispered Honda's name.

The visitor stopped in front of the big hot spring and seemed to hesitate for a long time before he poked his head in.

"Honda-kun?"

I still remember this man’s face. He was the staff member who was looking for someone with Honda just now.

"Isn't that right, Honda-kun? Are you in the women's bathroom? Hello?" The man shouted twice before walking in and pausing in front of the open dressing room door and bathroom door.

He saw Honda's trial clothes placed in the dressing room and the indoor slippers Honda had changed into at the door.

"Honda-kun?" The man walked in barefoot, "Are you in there? Is there anyone there? Hiss - it's so cold..."

I watched the man walk to the edge of the hot spring pool. When I lowered my head, I didn't see Honda's body floating up.

But I turned to look at the hot spring door.

Honda's soul is floating there.

He was like a lost child, not knowing where to go.

"There's no one..." the man muttered.

He was about to turn around and leave.

Gudu...

The sound of water stopped him in his tracks.

My heart beat faster.

Bubbles appeared in the hot spring pool, and strings of bubbles exploded on the surface of the water.

The man turned around in surprise.

"Honda..."

Gudu... Gudu! Wow!

Bodies underwater emerged.

Honda's deadpan face emerged from the water first.

"Wow -" the man screamed in fright and fell to the ground while walking backwards. He grimaced in pain, but he didn't dare to stop. He got up on his hands and knees, opened the sliding door, and rushed out.

"Whoa, ah, ah--people are dead! People are dead!"

The man's screams echoed in the room.

The voices outside gradually became louder.

no……

I looked at the Honda's body.

This is not the scene I saw in my dream.

This is not the case when you see a dead body in a dream.

What did Bai An see? Is it the past or a vision of the future? Or is it a scene that has been edited using the cartoonist's ideas?

I stood by the hot spring pool for a long time.

Honda's soul is still here, it has not turned into a ghost, nor has it been reincarnated. He was still in a period of confusion. After seeing his own body, his chaotic consciousness became even more irrational. He seemed to have lost the ability to think.

Not long after, someone came in from outside.

A few men came in, took a look, and yelled. Finally, someone had the courage to take a closer look at Honda's situation. When he reached out and touched it, he knew that Honda's heartbeat and breathing had stopped.

"Dead. Dead..." The bold man immediately withdrew his hand.

"Call the police quickly."

"Director! Where is the director!"

"We should contact the producer. We need to inform the producer."

"Call the police first."

No one expected this kind of thing to happen, and they all lost their sense of propriety.

I didn't see anyone from the Shimada family in the crowd.

After a while, the director was found, squeezed out of the crowd, and strode to the edge of the hot spring pool.

The director's face turned blue. He personally touched Honda's body warmed by the hot spring and confirmed that he was dead before shivering and retreating.

"Did you call the police?"

"Already called the police."

"Don't gather here anymore. Everyone go back to the room. The leaders of each group will count their own people. Count the number of people. Mrs. Shimada...the Shimada family, has anyone notified them?" The director's voice was hoarse, trying to show his emotions. Calm down.

At this time, the son of the Shimada family raised his hand awkwardly from the crowd, "Director Otsuka."

"Oh, Mr. Shimada. I'm so sorry. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to the crew. Let's wait and see about the situation when the police come. I'm sorry. I don't know what happened yet," the director said.

"It's nothing, it's okay." The son of the Shimada family wiped the sweat from his forehead with a complicated expression.

The people at the bathroom door gradually dispersed, leaving only the director and the Shimada family's son. The man who first discovered the body was later called over.

I heard their conversation.

Naturally, there is Honda's "translation" among them.

"...It will take about an hour for the police to get here."

"Director, I don't know what happened. Honda and I were looking for the Shimada child together, and he ran away with the wild cat. We separated later. Honda said that the wild cat entered the hot spring. I saw him still in the men's bathroom before. He said he had fallen into the water and changed into his bathrobe. I asked him to go back and change his clothes and leave first. He never showed up, so I came to look for him. I didn't expect... I didn't know why he ran into the women's bathroom. "

"Our child? Dashu? Dashu was found by his mother before. He was playing in the yard behind." The Shimada family's son was surprised, "Is that because of this..."

"Yes. I know the child has been found. But Honda...when I separated from him, he probably didn't know. He was probably going back to change clothes."

"Then when the police come..."

Several people were talking.

Mrs. Shimada was supported by her grandson and came over.

"Mother." The son of the Shimada family greeted her. His back was turned to me, and I didn't see his expression. But from the look on his son's face, he should be glaring at his own son.

"I came here." Mrs. Shimada waved her hand, "Is the person still in there? Could it be that he is still in there..."

Everyone was silent.

"Should it be handled a little bit?" Mrs. Shimada said, "It can't be left there like this, right?"

"The police haven't come yet, mother."

"Still waiting for the police to come?" Mrs. Shimada raised her voice, "What does this mean? Didn't it mean that he slipped and fell into the hot spring pool?"

Several people spoke in lowered voices.

I can feel Honda's soul changing.

He seemed to want to leave.

The people at the door argued for a few words.

Mrs. Shimada seemed to have convinced the others, and someone entered the room and walked to the hot spring.

Honda's soul is slowly rising, and its appearance has become transparent.

Several men helped to fish Honda out of the pool.

Honda's body remained unchanged and was dragged up obediently.

His eyes were still open and his mouth was slightly open.

I thought about what I had seen in the water before, and my mind moved.

"What a poor child." Mrs. Shimada slowly knelt down next to Honda's body, reached out to cover Honda's open eyes, and muttered scriptures.

There are snowflakes falling from the sky above.

This time it was pure white snowflakes.

"It's snowing." Someone said and raised his head.

The others looked up subconsciously.

Only Mrs. Shimada still lowered her head, and paused slightly after brushing her hand over Honda's eyes.

Her hands were very old, wrinkled, with raised veins and some age spots. The nails on that hand were slightly yellowed and gray, but they were trimmed neatly.

I saw the fingers of that hand put into Honda's mouth. When he pulled out, there was a red silk scarf between his fingers.

The wind blows.

Mrs. Shimada shook her hand, and the silk scarf was pulled out of Honda's mouth by the wind and flew into the hot spring pool nearby.

The fluttering silk scarf sank into the water and disappeared in an instant.