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For Sakurai, who can only predict the future during battle, he has no idea what will happen next.
His ability to foresee the future is limited, and he can only see a very short part of the future.
Not as powerful as the legend says.
and so--
Before the next big battle begins.
All he could do was to prepare himself and then eliminate all the ghosts in the haunted spot called "Terminal".
Before that, he was too lazy to think about anything.
Sometimes Sakurai wondered how great it would be if one day he could meet a "brain" that could analyze the situation for him.
Unfortunately, given his luck, he never had this opportunity.
By the way, next time I have the chance, I will ask the profiteer to help me prepare a means of transportation.
I remembered that in this country one can get a motorcycle license at the age of 16, so I needed him to help me prepare one.
Sakurai was speechless when he thought about how he had just run all the way here according to the address given by the profiteer, and barely got on the bus before the door closed, and he didn't even have time to drop the girl off.
Moreover, the last time he went to the abandoned factory, he couldn't stop a taxi no matter what he did. After arresting Yotsuya Miko from her house, he carried her on his back and ran all the way to the bus stop before he could get a taxi.
I'm tired of having to rely on my legs for every move.
Sakurai, who was gritting his teeth in hatred, still looked expressionless.
At least he could be considered to have mastered the poker face he learned from Kirisu Madoka.
The kind that is better than the master.
In the pitch darkness, Fumino Furuhashi had no idea how much time had passed.
She was in her pajamas and didn't even check her phone to know the time.
As for disturbing Sakurai about something like this, she simply couldn't muster up the courage.
In the end, not knowing what to do, she could only smell the rotten smell in the air, close her eyes, and quietly wait for the unknown to happen next.
As for Sakurai, it goes without saying that the amount of time means nothing to him.
No matter how long the bus ride takes, it will eventually reach the terminal as described in the ghost story. Before that...
All he had to do was wait quietly.
[In front of the terminal, in front of the terminal]
With a slight shake, the bus stopped.
finally...
After an unknown amount of time had passed, we arrived at the destination.
"get off."
Sakurai glanced at Furukawa Fumino, who opened her eyes at the sound of the loudspeaker, and stood up.
He got out of the car first.
After getting off the bus, Sakurai looked at the bus parked there, squinting his eyes and standing still.
He suddenly had an interesting idea.
Since the guy in this paranormal spot relies on this bus to travel back and forth to reality.
If he said to dismantle the bus, could he force that guy to come out and see him?
This way he wouldn't have to waste time searching for the mastermind behind the incident.
Going straight into a boss battle or something, it's exciting just to think about it
"that..."
"Please tell me what to do next."
Following Sakurai at a loss, Furukawa Fumino tried to ask about the next course of action.
"Follow."
If I just use fists and daggers, I don’t know how long it will take to break it. That would be too stupid.
Sure enough, do I need a heavy weapon?
A baseball bat, a fire axe or hammer or something like that.
If you have a chance to see it, see if you can [explode] it from the corresponding spirit.
.Unusual painting style
Shaking his head, Sakurai temporarily suppressed his impulsive thoughts.
I will have to use this bus to take him back later.
He didn't want to run again, especially when he didn't know how far this place was from the city.
Very tiring.
The last time I ran more than ten kilometers in one breath, I had enough and definitely didn’t want to do it again.
really...
Transportation has to be arranged on the schedule.
Forget about the car he is not old enough for now, he should at least prepare a motorcycle if possible.
It would be best if it was a relic of a motorcycle type, so that it could be driven directly into the supernatural spot, making it more convenient to use.
Sakurai came to this conclusion once again.
anyway...
Is there really such a large legacy?
Forget it, unscrupulous businessmen always have a way.
That guy is absolutely trustworthy in this regard.
As long as the money is in place.
Sakurai is more confident about this than that guy.
Sakurai took a breath, turned his gaze away from the bus, and turned his head to look closely at this mysterious spot.
This was a very common country village at that time in the last century.
Desolate. No one lives there.
There was a faint black aura emanating from the surroundings of the village.
There are only about a dozen wooden houses in the not-so-big village.
Every house was closed, with no signs of human activity.
As a rule of thumb, the [houses] in the paranormal spots all have [things] in them.
Just like the houses in real life are inhabited by humans, the houses here are haunted.
Apart from this, this village——
【No one】
There was no sign of life and no one was around.
Wherever you look, every household hangs a white lantern.
The lantern was filled with a bright green flame.
It was quiet, and there was a chill that penetrated the body.
At the entrance of the village there is a weathered stone tablet that has been ravaged by the years.
The words engraved on the stone tablet are already blurred. If nothing unexpected happens, it is probably the name of the village.
Sakurai didn't care much about this.
He did not come here for research. His purpose was simply to kill this guy who did not follow the rules and spread strange stories at will.
If possible, it would be best if I could taste that thing.
Sakurai thought so as he licked his sharp fangs.
but...
Before fighting the owner here, you have to deal with the [villagers] here first.
The buildings in the haunted spots all have their own meaning of existence.
There are a dozen wooden houses, each of which is inhabited by ghosts.
Before the war, I'll start with you.
"Excuse me, how can I help you?"
Following Sakurai with some fear, Fumino Furuhashi forced herself to be alert and asked Sakurai.
"Follow me. If there's any danger, hide yourself."
Sakurai pulled out a dagger used for combat from his shoulder bag and handed the bag to Furukawa Fumino.
"It's not over until I take you home."
......
......
Fumino Furukawa just felt like she was dreaming.
A nightmare from which there is no waking up.
In her dream, she was involved in a strange story and boarded a bus to another world.
In the car, she met a somewhat cold boy.
He was also her savior.