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"Onii-chan~"
Groping her calf, Yuka Mochida, who was already unable to bear it any longer, couldn't help but urge Tetsuo Mochida to make a decision quickly.
"Uh...oh."
As expected, his sister came first in his heart, so Tetsuo Mochida finally obeyed the two girls' wishes and opened the closed wooden door.
A wooden corridor clearly appeared in front of the brother and sister.
On both sides of the corridor, countless dead people were floating up and down.
Their bodies fell on both sides of the trees with a strong stench.
Once again, Tetsuo Mochida confirmed how dangerous the place they were in was.
"Onii-chan..."
"Yuka can't... hold it anymore."
After calling out to Tetsuo Mochida, Yuka Mochida, who was so shy that she couldn't control herself, felt that she was about to become incontinent.
"that..."
"Can this be resolved here?"
"Although there are railings, I think you can still give it a try at this height."
Looking left and right uncertainly, Mochida Tetsuo also became a little uncertain.
81. Give me back my...!!!
"Yuka... don't go near the woods."
Although he had no idea what was in the woods, Mochida Tetsushi still made this clear in a low voice.
No matter what, he didn't want anything to happen to Yuka.
"I see...Um, can you come with me?"
Turning her head to look at the silent little girl, Yuka Mochida asked her uncertainly, feeling a little embarrassed.
"sure..."
"Ou~ne~chan~"
The girl answered her cheerfully. She didn't know if she was seeing things, but Yuka Mochida seemed to see a smile from under her thick black hair.
Is this child also happy that he can help me?
Blinking, Yuka Mochida responded to the girl with a perfect smile.
"Then I'll go in first. Remember to call me if there's anything important."
As he said this, Mochida Tetsuo suddenly stepped on something.
Squatting down, he picked up a student ID card.
"Baitan High School, do you want to live in Yuya?"
"Come to think of it, Mori Shigeru also seemed to have mentioned that there are students from other schools here."
Thinking of this, he opened his student ID card and found a piece of paper inside it.
"this is..."
"Is that so? Did he also do Sachiko's spell like us?"
At this moment, he was sure of it.
That is to say...
Perhaps he is also looking for his lost companions.
......
......
Yuka Mochida took a deep breath, cheered herself up, and climbed over the railing, then...
She saw a dark-skinned girl with a bob-like haircut who was missing an eye. A dead body was lying in front of the girl.
She was looking at Yuka Mochida, mumbling something...
By reading her lips, it seems that...
【Give it back to me!!!】
Subconsciously looking around, Yuka Mochida, with a blank mind, suddenly discovered that the girl in the red dress had disappeared without a trace.
When she turned around again, the one-eyed monster with a bob haircut was right next to her face.
Her mouth kept opening and closing as she silently said... [Give it back to me!!!]
"Onii-chan o(╥﹏╥)o"
The frightened Yuka Mochida burst into tears and ran desperately towards where Tetsuo Mochida was.
Behind her, the girl with the bob-haired hairstyle stared silently at Yuka Mochida's back, opening and closing her lips over and over again.
【Give it back to me...Give it back to me...Give it back to me!!!】
......
......
“In multiple lockdowns, people may not be able to see each other.”
"But if Mochida and the others can see this candle, it might also tell him that we are here."
In front of the health room, Ayumi Shinozaki lit the candle she carried with her, and behind her, Kishinuma Yoshiki was holding the doll that was left behind after Saenoki Nanaboshi disappeared, staring silently at Ayumi Shinozaki's back.
He opened his mouth for a long time, but in the end he couldn't say the words he had always wanted to say.
......
"I said..."
"Yio is the name of the murderer teacher, right?"
After handing the doll to Ayumi Shinozaki, Yoshiki Kishinuma asked uncertainly.
"Yes, this doll might be the murderer's."
"Perhaps, this is to ask us to use the puppet to get the murderer's confession."
Fragments of memory emerged in her mind again, and Ayumi Shinozaki proposed this possibility.
"Come to think of it, this puppet is really creepy."
“It felt like I might start talking at any moment, which was scary.”
Feeling like he was about to experience the uncanny valley effect, Ryoki Kishinuma rubbed the goose bumps on his forearms.
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. After Kishinuma Yoshiki said this, he heard a very subtle sound.
Not only him, Ayumi Shinozaki also heard the same voice.
The rag doll spoke, repeating the three words [I'm...sorry...] and [I'm...sorry...] intermittently.
"The puppet is talking!!!"
Shocked, Kishinuma Yoshiki stepped back subconsciously, his back hitting the wall.
A huge hole appeared directly on the already crumbling wall.
At the back of the cave, there was a blood-filled bag amidst the rubble.
And Kishinuma Yoshiki's hand happened to be pressing on the cloth bag.
"After killing so many children, I became mentally ill."
"I didn't mean to kill them. I was scared too. I'm sorry..."
"sorry..."
Wawa's confession continued, reciting the crime confession that every murderer would make.
That is--
So-called repentance!
"Hey... I say, Kishinuma..."
"Can this voice be regarded as the murderer's confession?"
Standing up, Ryoki Kishinuma looked at the doll uncertainly.
"Kishinuma, what's that in your hand?"
"Is there anything in the bag?"
"show me."
As he spoke, he took the cloth bag from Kishinuma Yoshiki. On the blood-stained cloth bag, it was written...
The name [Yoshizawa Ryo].
This name is undoubtedly...
"I remember that among the children who were killed, there was a child with this name."
Ayumi Shinosaki, who always felt that this name was a bit familiar, recalled it uncertainly.
"Wait, let me see..."
Ryoki Kishinuma hurriedly took out the tattered newspaper from his arms.
In the newspaper, one of the three children killed was the only boy.
The name Ryo Yoshizawa appeared clearly on the photo.
"If it's Yoshizawa Ryo, isn't that the brat who just attacked us?"
The moment he finished speaking, the little boy with blood on the corners of his mouth appeared in front of them again. This time, he still looked horrified, but he did not attack the two people at once. Instead, he stretched out his hand and kept muttering intermittently.
He said...