Mecha Start, Nuclear Bomb Tokyo

that place?

What is that place?

Hibino Ryo didn't understand at all.

Because he could feel that Omiya Yujin was not running down the mountain at all, but walking up the mountain.

This is simply the opposite.

And the other party's current mental state is not right no matter how you look at it.

This made Hibino Ryo, who was already a little scared, couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't keep calm.

He took the initiative to step forward and roughly grabbed Omiya Yujin's shoulder: "Hey! President Omiya! You are almost enough!"

But what he didn't expect was that Omiya Yujin ignored him at all.

Just staring blankly, he continued to walk towards the mountain path ahead.

"Damn—you're really...!"

Ryo Hibino directly grabbed the photo of the miko in the white wedding dress that Omiya Yujin was pinching.

He pulled it out of the opponent's hand without hesitation, and vented his anger: "You are almost enough! You have been saying something inexplicable since just now!"

"We should go down the hill and leave now! Not all the time..."

He waved the photo around and glanced at it emotionally.

Then...

His eyes glazed over.

It was a photo of a miko in a white wedding dress.

The facial features are so delicate that they look like dolls.

Soft and watery eyebrows and eyes temperament.

Even the black-and-white photos that have been around for a long time can't hide the beauty of the priestess on them.

Soft and beautiful, she frowned, looking a little sad... so beautiful that she didn't even look like a person in this world.

want her...

like her...

possess her...

Ryo Hibino's eyes gradually became dull, and he murmured his thoughts in an almost obsessed tone: "It's so beautiful..."

but--

slap! ! !

A heavy stone fell directly!

Unbiased, right in the back of his head.

blood oozes...

cracked skull...

It was as if even the fragile eyeballs were knocked out of their sockets by this blow.

But Ryo Hibino still looked at the bowed maiden in the photo, and made a weak and obsessed voice: "It's so beautiful..."

The stone fell again!

slap! ! !

This time.

Hibino Ryo could no longer speak.

He was lying among the flowers of the other shore.

And behind him was Omiya Yujin holding a stone expressionlessly.

The blood-stained Bana flower is swaying silently at this time...

The color is more bright red and coquettish...

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'The mountain at night and the daytime are two worlds—one cannot enter the mountain, one cannot enter the mountain. '

This saying is a folk saying spread in the area around Rishang Mountain.

Rishangshan, which represents the night, is the kingdom where the dead gather.

And from this is enough to see how dangerous it is to go up the mountain at night.

But An Yi didn't care about this.

He looked up.

The deep mist has filled the whole mountain at some point.

Everything looks wet.

Walking in it, it is easy for people to lose their way in this dark and profound mountain.

But this is obviously very unreasonable.

Because the moon and stars are sparse today, there is no sign of rain at all.

In addition, in winter, the wind is howling and the air is dry.

It is very unusual for water mist to float in the mountains.

But considering the setting of "The Priestess of Zero Crow".

It all seemed quite normal again.

In the original work, the priestesses and priests of Rishang Mountain believe in 'water' as the body of the god, that is, they regard the water on this mountain as a god.

These water mist that rises suddenly at night are just like those priestesses who died tragically who believed in 'water'.

Clinging to the bodies of the living, they want to keep them in the mountains forever.

Ease can be felt.

Wraiths hide among the branches.

Malicious gaze pierced through the mist and projected on An Yi's young and energetic body.

Circling... The twisted wraiths let out a low hoarse sound.

Then--

An Yi raised his head and glanced away.

next second...

The wraith screamed and dissipated.

With a malicious look back.

Feel the cruel and cold emotions.

The grim-faced, twisted wraiths first flinched back, and finally screamed and crawled away from this place in fear!

escape!Run away!

"Well...forget it."

Although I am very interested in the living conditions of these wraiths.

But An Yi thought for a while, and didn't care about the ghosts of the victims who committed suicide on Rishang Mountain, shook his head, and continued to go up the mountain.

The deeper you walk, the thicker the mist will become.

The thick water mist is like countless pairs of pale palms, grabbing a person's calf, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

But An Yi didn't care, she scanned the surrounding environment and continued to walk up.

Going all the way to the depths like this, the thick fog began to dissipate slowly.

What appeared in front of An Yi was a winding mountain path.

On both sides of the stone path are densely packed flower beds full of Bianhua flowers.

And in the flower garden, there was a figure crouching in a distorted figure in the flower field.

An Yi raised her eyebrows and walked forward.

It was a boy with short hair who had been smashed and distorted, with a huge gap in his head.

An Yi poked open the wound expressionlessly.

Under his gaze, the dark brain and blood were coagulated at the wound on the back of the head that was smashed open by a blunt object, and the entire head appeared to be in a cracked state.

An Yi put on the gloves, reached out and turned the short-haired boy's body up.

The opponent's face was also hit by a blunt object, his teeth, lips, and eyeballs were all smashed to pieces, and the muscle tissue that had bled cleanly showed a bloody state.

"Are you late?"

An Yi took out the other party's student ID card from the other party's pocket.

It was Hibino Ryo who was in the same club as Kakui Nai and the others.

The cause of his death should be the abandoned stone next to it, stained with blood and pieces of flesh.

An Yi put his student ID back in his pocket and continued on his way.

This forward state didn't last long.

In front of An Yi appeared a dilapidated Japanese-style building hidden in the mist and an old woman standing beside the building.

This old woman in a black kimono is also a vengeful spirit.

But she is different from the wraiths An Yi saw in the sea of ​​trees.

Her figure didn't feel illusory at all, on the contrary, it looked very compact, and her skin seemed to be covered with a layer of white 111 powder, making her look pale and permeable.