The ghost Mazda heads west.
When encountering buildings or other vehicles along the way, they all choose to hit them directly, passing through these obstacles like phantoms.
Kamiyagawa sat in the car and naturally became part of the illusion.
When the ghost car passes through people's homes or overlaps with other vehicles, he can even see ordinary people lying or sitting in the room or on the car.
Of course, ordinary people cannot detect the existence of the hearse group and Kamiya River.
Even because [Ghost Acceleration] ignores volume collision characteristics, even if these people are hit head-on by Mazda, there will be no abnormality at all.
It was my first time to ride in a hearse and pass through various roadblocks. Kamiya was very interested.
Sitting in the back seat of the car, I spent half an hour observing the scenery along the way.
Later, because Oishi Shunma was driving smoothly, Kamiyagawa even took out the [Takamagahara Kannada] and started playing the game during the trip.
It only took over an hour to arrive in Nara Prefecture from Tokyo.
The total distance is about 450 kilometers.
Such a long distance only takes less than two hours, and the speed of the ghost car is simply faster than the Shinkansen.
…
Osaka, Tennoji District.
Itakura Ayumi's home.
This Itakura Ayumi, although his surname is Itakura, is not a direct descendant of Itakura Ryozo, the director of Dreamland Park.
He and the famous Itakura director were collateral blood relatives.
Itakura Ayumi's father is Itakura Ryozo's nephew.
Although the Itakura family is famous because of the director of Dreamland.
But this did not affect Bushi's life too much.
When the director Itakura was still alive, the Itakura Ayumi family, as "poor relatives", never had such a close relationship with each other.
It's still the same now, and I've been living an ordinary life.
Itakura Ayumi has been an ordinary student since he was a child, and he is also an ordinary social worker now.
Today is a working day.
But Itakura Ayumi didn't go to work.
When he woke up in the morning, he felt a headache and fever, and his body temperature was 38.2°C, so he simply called in sick and rested at home.
"Damn it, isn't it just a temporary sick leave? The section chief actually wants to deduct my performance for this month. People are flesh and blood, and they are not made of iron. It is normal to get sick occasionally - I really should punish the vampire president, and
That scab, Section Chief Yasuda, hung himself from the street lamp..."
Because he took a temporary leave and his full attendance was deducted, Itakura Ayumi was in a bad mood.
After taking the antipyretic medicine, I lay in bed and complained. Then the medicine probably took effect and I fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept for, but Itakura Ayumi was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone.
The call came from the courier: "Mr. Itakura, you have an express package and you need to come and sign for it."
"Me? I haven't bought anything recently."
Itakura Ayumi was confused, but because he had gotten enough sleep and regained some strength, he reluctantly got up to sign for the express delivery.
Anyway, the courier said that he had already brought the package to the door of the apartment, so it wouldn't be a hassle to collect it.
So, Mr. Itakura received a big package.
It's so heavy, I don't know what's inside.
The courier helped carry the package into the entrance, then confirmed the signature and left.
Itakura Ayumi looked at the information posted on the express delivery for a while.
The sender's name is Rin Iijima.
Don't know this person at all.
But looking at the recipient column, it is indeed my name.
"No one has said they want to send me anything recently." Itakura Ayumi was confused, but maybe because his energy and curiosity were limited when he was ill, he did not open the package immediately, "It's easy to move this thing
I’m so tired... Why don’t I go to sleep for a while and wait until I wake up at night to open it.”
Mr. Itakura yawned and turned around, planning to go back to the bedroom and sleep for a while.
But at this moment, he heard a strange sound.
Ding bell——ding bell——
Like the gentle collision of metal, it makes a sweet and clear sound.
Ding bell——ding bell——
The sound is getting louder and more consistent.
Slowly it became a melodic piece.
The rhythm of the song is cheerful, clear and jumping. It feels like a puppy circling around with its tail wagging.
"Music?" Itakura Ayumi turned around, "It seems to be coming from here?"
What's in this express package?
Music box?
But will the music box be that heavy?
And why does it make a sound on its own?
Itakura's confusion increased, and he wanted to open the thick package to see the situation.
Tikka——
Ding bell——ding bell——
But before Mr. Itakura could make any move, he heard additional subtle noises from the package, mixed with the cheerful music melody.
Those tiny rustling sounds sound complicated.
It's like the "click-click" sound made when bones collide.
It also seemed like a hand with long nails was scratching the cardboard, making a "clicking" sound.
"Is there anything alive in this package?"
Cold sweat began to break out on Itakura Ayumi's forehead and his breathing became heavier. He didn't know whether it was because he was physically weak due to illness or because he was afraid.
What happened next made his scalp numb even more.
Itakura Ayumi heard a groan coming from inside the package.
"It hurts... it hurts..."
It sounded like a young woman's voice.
"Yes, it hurts..."
In addition, there seems to be a male voice echoing.
Whoosh!
At this time, a pale and bloodless hand suddenly burst out of the package and grabbed the edge of the outer cardboard box.
"It hurts so much!" the person inside the package shouted loudly.
Itakura Ayumi was completely frightened at this time.
What on earth is this?
He will die, he will definitely die, right?
Tikka——
The sound of bones colliding and the scratching of cardboard packaging continued.
To be continued...