Immersive Script Experience Master

The bosses of the partners from all over the world dressed up as ghosts to participate in this feast of masks, because some people's identities and some transactions are not visible.

In order to enter here, Mori Ogai also bought a mask and hung it on his head. He walked out of the watch shop holding Alice's hand, and stopped talking about the previous incident, but Alice kept asking.

"What happened just now?" Alice asked angrily.

"that......"

"You two over there, do you want to play a game of 'catch ghosts'?" The fox girl with her animal ears blocked their way.

"Ghost hunting? It's really a festival-style game."

"That's right!" Mother Fox introduced enthusiastically, "There is a 'ghost' among the players participating in the game. Regardless of the method, just catch the 'ghost'. There are no rules! And the 'ghost' will gradually erode others and be eroded. people will become accomplices of 'ghosts'."

"What will happen if everyone becomes a 'ghost'?"

"The 'ghost' will kill everyone in this festival."

The red light of the ceremony shone from all directions, and the smile on Fox Lady's face was so sweet that it almost melted.

"..."

"Just kidding, this is the setting, if it is assimilated, the player will lose."

"I see," Mori Ogai held Alice's hand and turned his head, "What do you think, Alice?"

Alice turned her head away, "Hmph, anyway, even if I say I don't want to play, Rintaro will definitely go!"

"Please, Alice, Daddy is curious."

Mother Fox helped out: "Yeah, it's very interesting."

"I see! Just for a while."

"Ah~ Alice really loves Dad!"

"It's disgusting." Alice pushed Mori Ogai's face away in disgust.

Fox Lady brought a few people together at the festival, and Mori Ogai was guided into a bungalow, which was very eye-catching among a group of ancient buildings.

The dilapidated bungalow was empty, as if it had been ransacked.When Mori Ogai arrived, there were already a few scattered people standing in the hall.

There were even several familiar faces. Mori Ogai walked in and attracted the attention of several people.

"Ah... I'm not good at killing werewolves, and neither is script killing."

The lazy voice came from the right, and it sounded completely unmotivated.

Mori Ogai almost thought it was his own voice.

Standing by the window near the door is a slender man wearing a strange white mask. There are no eyes and mouths on the mask, and only a charming red flower is thinly outlined. The white hunting clothes should give people a noble and holy feeling. Because of this mask, the twist became weird.

"Coincidentally, I'm not good at these things either. What's your name?" Mori Ogai walked over to talk naturally.

"..."

Mori Ogai smiled, "If you don't want to mention the name, can you tell me who your cosplayer is? It looks different from other people, is it a god?"

There are people dressed up as anything at the festival, but few are dressed as normal humans. Even Mori Ogai chose animal masks.

The man who became inexplicably silent after he spoke to him spoke, and a muffled voice came from behind the mask: "Onmyoji."

"Abe Seimei?"

The other party shook his head and stopped talking. In fact, Kamiya Naruichi is thinking about not letting Mori Ogai discover his identity.

He recognized Mori Ogai.His foster brother died because of Mori Ogai, so it was natural to think that if he was discovered, he might be killed.

Well, the mafia must be eradicated.

Most people are afraid.

Just in time, Lady Fox came out and announced to the crowd: "Respected Onmyoji masters, the 'ghost' is among you, please don't trust others easily until you catch the 'ghost'."

Because there are no more detailed rules, according to normal logic, everyone should explain the reasons why they are not ghosts in turn, but none of the people present intends to do so, so everyone can only judge by appearance.

Apart from Mori Ogai, who were dressed in a simpler way, Naruichi Kamiya was the strangest dressed one from the outside.

Soon, Kamiya Mingichi found himself in focus.

"I'm not a 'ghost'."

Such an explanation is obviously very pale, and no one believes it.

"Compared to that, it's better to look here."

Everyone followed the sound and saw a mummy lying in the corner of the hall.

Thin, huddled together weakly.

"Ahhh-"

The scream nearly knocked the roof off.

Mori Ogai was about to say something to the strange man beside him, but when he turned around, the man disappeared.

He just paused for a moment, then pretended nothing happened and continued to look at the mummy with the others.

"What are you looking at?" Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on the eyes of the mummy.

Atsushi Nakajima still looked away from the person standing by the door just now, "I seem to know that person."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai finally took his eyes off the mummy.

If you use the luminol reagent to observe, there are bloodstains everywhere in this bungalow.

This means that massacres have taken place here.

Kamiya Mingyi knew it from the moment he entered the house, and the voice of resentment and cursing has not stopped since then.If you think about it this way, the purpose of those witches who pushed him over is not so simple.

No matter what kind of result they want to see, Kamiya Mingichi does not intend to follow their wishes.

He positions himself as a mascot, so he will not do anything other than a mascot.There is no reason to work overtime for yourself.

Sensing the gloomy mood in the house, Kamiya Naruichi left.In case there is still a curse spirit in it, you won't be able to run away even if you want to.

The backside of the house is a wide lawn, because no one takes care of it, it is overgrown with weeds, and a little further away is the woods.

As soon as Shen Guming came to stand under a thick dead tree, he suddenly felt his nose itchy.

He looked at the pink petals taken from his nose, and was speechless for a moment. He raised his head and saw the flourishing cherry blossoms.

There was silence all around, he stared blankly for two seconds, then lowered his head, turned around and left.

At this time, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Well, you're a ghost now."

Why is Mr. Dazai here?

Kamiya Naruichi was about to take off his mask, but silently withdrew his hand after seeing Dazai Osamu's expression clearly.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you angry?" Osamu Dazai smiled slightly, his pupils darkened.

The whole face of the well-dressed man is hidden under the mask, and the probing eyes on him can be felt through the mask.

This is the only god in Hyakki Yakō, others may not have discovered it yet, but Osamu Dazai has found the trump card.

Shengu Mingyi was a little confused, not knowing why he felt that he was angry, and shook his head, but later felt that such a reaction was not convincing, so he deliberately lowered his voice and continued: "No."

After he finished speaking, Dazai was silent for a moment.

Playful as if teasing prey tone.

"Yeah, that would be great."

His tone couldn't tell the emotion, Kamiya Naruto somehow felt that he was not in a good mood, and followed behind him afraid to speak.

Perhaps an illusion.The moment he raised his heels, Mr. Dazai seemed to be in a worse mood.

Shen Guming was not interested in this game before, he just came to make up the numbers, it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses.But now that he has become a ghost, he is still in the same camp as the people he knows, which makes him eager to try.

The goal is to turn everyone into ghosts.

Isn't it very simple!

A smile appeared on the face beneath the mask.

According to the performance just now, as long as you meet and touch a ghost alone, you will be assimilated. Soon everyone will discover this and walk together in groups to find out the truth.

To distract others, you have to cut trust between them.

And trust is the most untested.They were all strangers.

When Shen Guming remembered what Fox Mother said before she left, don't trust others.To be precise, it should be to trust your companions.

The sooner the team of heroes is disintegrated, the better it will be for the ghosts. On the contrary, the longer the delay, there will probably be props that can verify the identity of the ghosts. If they are excluded from the team, it will be difficult to win.

Sensing the pleasant breath coming from behind him, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes unhappily.

"By the way, did you find me there alone because of that cherry blossom tree?"

Dazai glanced at him.

"What cherry tree?"

After hearing his words, Kamiya Ming looked back, the gorgeous cherry blossom trees in full bloom behind him were still swaying in the wind, and the delicate petals fell with the cold wind, like a bright red rain.

Kamiya Mingyi turned around as if he didn't see anything.

"Oh, I read wrong."