Dark Fallen Honmaru Strange Talk [comprehensive]

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah!"

Familiar... screams.

Chisato Horiguchi woke up from her sleep rubbing her forehead, and couldn't remember how long it had been since she was woken up by Nanao and Goto's shouts last time.Woke up as usual, if you want to say that you feel a little nostalgic about it... Absolutely nothing.

Chisato Horiguchi could easily hear the voice coming from the direction of the kitchen.

Do you still need her to go there?

Anyway, there are Smiling Mian Qing Jiang and Shi Qieru with the Zhenzhan Yaodao and Yizheng Shendao, so it doesn't matter if she goes or not.

However, Chisato Horiguchi was silent for a moment, then sat up.

Wake up, the kitchen is very close to her room, she has to go to see who violates the curfew by staying up in the middle of the night.

Don't be Tsurumaru Kuninaga again.Although the sound didn't sound like it, she hadn't heard what his scream was like.If he smashed the kitchen again... She must make him look good.

Fudoxing just sat in front of the cupboard, with cold sweat on his forehead, panting heavily.

The can of amazake he took out from the refrigerator had already rolled away on the ground and stopped in the corner of the kitchen.But even Fu Xingguang, who had been drinking heavily before, could no longer care about it at this moment. He stared intently at the boy in front of him. His face was blank, but he was clearly looking towards him as if he could see it. Beside, he couldn't help laughing.

Previously, my first reaction after turning a corner from drunkenness was to run away. I didn’t pay attention to the road, and slipped because of unsteady steps. Now my knees and palms are still aching.

"elder brother."

Even if the voice is distorted to another register, the boy's words are still very clear.

"Don't be scared," he said with a smile in his tone, "It will be over soon, it won't hurt."

Fudo Xingguang retorted in a strange way: "... How can such a thing not hurt."

"Ah, is it?"

The boy seemed really surprised, but then he laughed again.

"Then I, when the time comes, I'll blow the wound for you."

"'Huh', 'huh'." He imitated the sound of blowing.

... You obviously don't have a mouth, right? !

Wait, that's not the point at all now.

Fudo Xingguang struggled to get up, only to realize belatedly at this moment that something cool was attached to his right hand that was propped on the ground.

He lowered his head blankly.

The cupboard behind him opened a crack, and a pale, cold hand stretched out from inside, firmly grasping his wrist.

Fudo Xingguang: "…………………"

Lord Nobunaga, help me ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah this haunted person has accomplices!

That hand desperately wanted to pull him in, and Xingguang scrambled and scrambled to break free from the shackles of the severed hand, sideways avoiding the hand that the faceless boy grabbed at the ponytail behind his head.

He rushed out of the kitchen at the fastest speed in his life, but the weird laughter that was still standing next to the kitchen cupboard one second, sounded not far behind him the next second.

"Brother, don't you want to shoot the ball?"

the boy asked rather regretfully.

"Then let's run the race," his tone became excited again, "If you lose, give me your head?"

——Why are you so obsessed with your head ahhh!

No word can be used to describe Fudo Xingguang's collapse. Only then did he vaguely recall a little bit about the precautions in the manual. It is really reasonable to emphasize that it is not unreasonable to prohibit traveling at night...!

He didn't want to know the consequences of being overtaken by the other party at all, and ran forward with all his strength, not paying attention to bumping into someone.

Fudoxingguang, who thought he had bumped into something evil again, felt a chill, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar face.

Hasebe was knocked into a stagger by him, and his face became even more ugly.

"It really is you," he reprimanded in a low voice, completely unwilling to recall what it was like when he was woken up by the screams and found that the other bed in the room was empty, "the curfew stipulated by the master is written in the manual given to you." The first article above, are you just ignoring the Lord's order like this?!"

"Let's talk about this kind of thing later!"

Fudo Xingguang worries about a ghost who claims to take his head.

"The current—"

"Chasing, arrived?"

There was a chill behind him.

The boy's giggling laughter sounded behind Fudo Xingguang again, and compared to Fudo Xingguang standing with his back to him, the visual impact on Hasebe when he saw it directly was even greater.

"Give your head to—"

The expression on Hasebe's face was blank for a full two seconds, but the moment he saw the boy stretch out his hand, he grabbed the collar of the immovable Xingguang and pulled it aside, almost causing him to stumble. At the same time, it also made the boy come to nothing.

The boy didn't notice that there was another person in front of him until then.

"What, ah, so there's another one." He slowly got up from the ground, "That's great, big, good harvest."

"—Don't talk about a good harvest."

Another voice sounded, and the back of the boy's neck was lifted up.

"That's it."

"What—let go!" The faceless boy hanging in mid-air struggled desperately, "Let go, let me go!"

"Let me refuse."

Smiling Qingjiang held his collar in one hand, and didn't intend to settle him, but turned to Hasebe and Fudo Yukimitsu and asked, "Where's Mr. Ishikirimaru?"

Hasebe was taken aback.

"I don't know, I haven't seen him yet," he said, "I just came here too."

……How is this going.

Thinking that the other party would clear up the unclean matter in the pill with a single promise tomorrow, Qing Jiang was puzzled with a smile on his face.

The three stood here, and no one spoke for a while.

"I said it all - let you, let me go?!"

The silence was broken by a shrill cry from the boy, who found himself unable to free himself from the hand on his collar just by struggling.

Fudo Xingguang was horrified to see his originally empty face, where a round "mouth" appeared out of thin air where his mouth should be.It was full of dense sharp teeth, he turned his head and wanted to bite the smiling Qing Jiang's hand holding his collar, but the latter barely avoided it.

"Oh, oh, it's really dangerous." Smiling Qingjiang adjusted the position of his grasp, "Do you want to touch me that much?"

"It's not impossible to just cut you off like this, but before that, you might as well laugh—"

His words were interrupted by Hasebe.

"Owner?"

Smiling Qing Jiang turned his head, and sure enough, it was God Judge and Candlestick Qie who approached from behind him.

On the road, Chisato Horiguchi ran into Candekiri, who was worried and rushed to the kitchen. The remaining distance was very short, and the two walked over together.She saw the little boy with a smiling face Qing Jiang was carrying, the smooth face of the other party had already fully demonstrated his identity.

"Solved?" She didn't see Fu Sangshen who was supposed to appear here, so she asked casually, "Where's Ishikimaru?"

Hasebe replied immediately.

"It doesn't seem to be here yet."

Qianli said "oh".

"I'm wondering now," she went on, "who was in the middle of the night—"

Without having to finish asking the questions, Hasebe and the smiling Qingjiang pointed at Fudo Xingguang in unison.

Although Smiling Qingjiang came later, the boy's actions were enough to let him know who the opponent's original target was.

Fudo Xingguang's body instantly gathered everyone's eyes, and he was so stressed that he really wanted to go back and pick up the bottle of amazake now and then get drunk and pretend nothing happened.

"So it's not Mr. Crane."

Candlestick cut heaved a sigh of relief, "I thought the kitchen was going to be smashed again."

"...Wait," he realized that the kitchen wasn't necessarily intact, "how's the kitchen?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Fudo Xingguang immediately remembered the hand that grabbed him before.

"There's something inside!"

Their position was a short distance away from the kitchen - in the final analysis, Fudo Xingguang ran into Hasebe who was rushing over before running too far, but when they arrived at their destination, they looked at the empty kitchen.Except Candlestick Che, who was thankful that the equipment inside was safe and sound, everyone else was more or less puzzled.

"Where is it?" Qingjiang looked around with a smile on his face. The boy had calmed down since the arrival of the god judge. He also planned to solve it together after finding another evil thing. "I didn't see it."

"It's a hand."

Fudo Xingguang's drunkenness has long since vanished into the sky, he recalled the situation at that time, and his back still shivered, "After I accidentally fell down, that hand grabbed me and wanted to drag me into the cupboard—"

Candlestick Cut: "...Cupboard?"

Holding his chin, he glanced at the cabinet in the corner.

"If it's the hand there," he speculated, "as long as you don't break its dishes, it should be harmless? Maybe just to let you go in and hide?"

As if to confirm his words, the door of the cabinet was pushed open a little in full view.

The pale hand that Fudo Xingguang had seen before cautiously poked out from inside again, shaking it embarrassedly.

It's almost like saying hello.

Fudo Xingguang opened his mouth wide and didn't say a word for a long time.

It was also at this moment that footsteps finally sounded at the end of the corridor.

"Eliminate disasters..." Ishikimaru ran out of breath, "Purify the filth..."

Hasebe: "..."

Chisato Horiguchi: "..."

Seeing that he finally ran to the kitchen door, Shiqiewan, who was still out of breath, held his knees with one hand and the wall with the other.

"Sorry," Shendao Shanshan apologized regretfully, "I... ran as far as I could..."

Smiling Qing Jiang calculated the time in his heart.

He was silent for a while, then desperately slapped himself on the forehead with his empty hand.