Kamiyagawa discovered that it was the layout of a hotel kitchen.
The lighting here is stable and surprisingly spacious and bright.
There are refrigerators, ovens, and cutting tables. Most of the equipment is made of stainless steel, which is durable and hygienic, and the surface reflects monotonous white light.
In the center of the kitchen, there are five chairs, four of which have people sitting on them.
They were all men, and looked to be in their 20s like Heiramoto and Noboru. Their hands and feet were tied, and rags were stuffed in their mouths.
At the feet of each of the four people, there is a black pen.
When they saw someone pushing the door open, the tied men looked frightened, making vague whining sounds and struggling and twisting.
Kamitani glanced at the four tied men.
He looked at the black pen at their feet again, and then looked away indifferently.
The four "people" here in Kamiya also don't have the aura of ghost stories or living people. According to Chihiro Miyauchi's description, these people should also be "wanderers".
"Mr. Guitan, as you can see, we are all nirvana. If a living person enters this world and dies too many times, he will become a nirvana."
Chihiro Miyauchi introduced this with a generous expression. At the same time, he dragged Hiramoto and Noboru, who were still unconscious, to an empty chair in the center of the kitchen, and tied their hands and feet in the same way.
"I have seen in other places before that living people will turn into ghosts if they die too many times in this world."
Kamiyakawa continued to look at the situation in the kitchen and said this.
"Child? What is that?"
"A kind of blue-grey monster with distorted and elongated limbs and body, and a strong desire to attack. However, the strength of a single entity is not strong. It is probably equivalent to an F-level monster." Kamiya roughly described what Aokigahara had seen.
situation.
"I've never seen it, so I don't know." Miyauchi Qianyu marveled and shook his head, "Here in our place, all living people who have lost their souls will become ghosts."
"So, what exactly is a phoenix?"
"Well, if I have to say..." Qianyu Miyauchi put the boning knife in his hand against his chin and made a thinking expression, "The turtle is a poor guy who is always imprisoned in a hotel. He is not much like a living person.
The big difference is that you will experience death over and over again, but you will never really die. After you become a nun, you will forget what happened in this world every time you die, and every resurrection is a new beginning."
Kamiyagawa withdrew his gaze from the layout of the kitchen, looked at the palace, and pondered for a while: "So you haven't died for a long time after you became a scorpion, right?"
This transvestite man with a gentle appearance always feels like he has a lot of information that can be mined.
He should really know a lot about the Live Fish Hotel.
"To be precise, I haven't died once since I became a turtle." Gong Nai smiled.
The tiger will not die.
The sinking is repeated forever in the area of the other world.
This is different from the 魉, Kamiya knows very well that the 魆 will completely disappear after being killed.
"After a living person peels off his or her soul in the other world, he or she may turn into a monster or a turtle. The factors that govern the transformation are not yet known, and we cannot rule out the existence of other forms with completely different characteristics."
Kamiyakawa thought silently in his heart.
Then he asked: "You said there is not much difference between a turtle and a living person, but what about you?"
The Hiramoto and Noboru they met at the beginning were indeed like ordinary people, with little fighting ability.
But Chihiro Miyauchi is obviously different.
The scene where he jumped out and knocked down Hiramoto just now was witnessed by Kamiya.
"I'm different from them." Chihiro Miyauchi seemed to say whatever he asked without any secret.
But he didn't care at all about sharing this information with Kamiyagawa, a strange "foreign ghost story".
Chihiro Miyauchi: "The owner of the hotel admired me very much. After I turned into a scorpion, I met that gentleman. He said that I was suitable for this place and he gave me strength."
Kamiyagawa: "The owner of the hotel? Can you tell me who he is?"
It feels like key information is coming.
"He is a burly adult. Hmm..." Miyauchi Chihiro said this while his hand movements never stopped. He had tied Hiramoto and Noboru firmly to the chair and stuffed them in his mouth.
He picked up the cloth and said, "The adult didn't tell you not to say his name, so I can tell you. But before that, let's play a game together, Mr. Weird Tales? It's very interesting."
Two more chairs were pulled from the corner of the palace.
Placed side by side next to Hiramoto and Noboru, a total of seven chairs formed a closed circle. Miyauchi Chihiro pointed to one of them and made a "please" gesture to Kamiya.
Kamiyagawa was not polite, walked forward and sat down in a swagger, the Ichimonji hanging on his waist swayed, and made a slight rubbing sound with his leather coat.
Miyauchi Qianyu smoothed out his large red skirt and sat down. He looked around, mainly looking at Hiramoto and Tona:
"I caught you, so you should listen to me next. Let's play a game together? The rules are very simple. Everyone tells a story, and the story must be bizarre enough. Mr. Weird Tales and I will be the judges, and the best one will tell the story.
The good one wins. I will give the winner a reward. Not only will I let him go, I will even send him away from the Live Fish Hotel, how about that?"
Then, Chihiro Miyauchi turned to Kamiyagawa: "Mr. Kaidan, you are the specially invited judge. Once the game is over, you can take care of yourself. As a reward for participating in the game, I will tell you about the hotel owner."
"Um."
"Okay." Miyauchi Qianyu was very excited. He seemed to have been looking forward to this moment for a long time. He cleared his throat and his eyes flashed sickly. "Considering that the five of you who are actually participating in the game are a little nervous, let me give you a demonstration first.
, let me tell you a story first, it was a long time ago——"
"A long time ago, there was a couple. The husband was congenitally infertile, so they adopted a child, a little boy, from an orphanage."
"The couple treated the boy very well, and the boy lived happily in his adoptive parents' home. Until six or seven years later, during that time, the boy's adoptive parents always quarreled, threw things, and even alerted the police several times."
"The boy was very scared and helpless. He didn't know what to do."
"Why were his adoptive parents quarreling? The boy didn't know it at the time. He just noticed that from that time on, his adoptive parents rarely cared about him as before."
"The boy felt the barrier, the distance from his adoptive parents towards him, which was clearly not the case before."
"In the final analysis, the boy is just an outsider in that family. He is not a real member of that family and never will be. When the family relationship is on the verge of breakdown, his parents can't even care about him."
"How pitiful."
Chihiro Miyauchi was speaking, unconsciously rubbing his hands. He was very involved in the conversation and seemed to have a sense of involvement.
"Then, the boy's adoptive mother became pregnant."
"The night my adoptive father learned the news, he was surprisingly calm. There was no argument. He sat alone in the living room and smoked cigarettes all night. He left home early the next morning."
"The boy went out to look for his father and followed him to the Grand Hotel."
"He found his father in the hotel room, but it was a pity that it was too late."
"When the boy found his father, he had already hanged himself in the hotel room." When Miyauchi Chihiro said this, his brows furrowed and his expression became painful and self-blame, "It's too late."
"Do you know what a man who hangs himself looks like?"
"The body was hanging in mid-air, with eyes closed and mouth wide open, but no sound could be made. The face was full of pain. The rope was shaking, and the body was shaking too."
"The boy was scared, terrified. He stared blankly at his father's body and stayed in the room for a long, long time."
"Then, do you know what the boy did?"
"Haha." Miyauchi Qianyu raised the corner of his mouth and laughed, his expression became a little confused, "He did not tell the adults about his father's death immediately, and he ran home and stole a sharp knife and a skirt of his mother.
Then go back to the hotel room."
"You know? The boy loves his adoptive parents very much. Both his father and mother love him, and he doesn't resent the child in his adoptive mother's belly. Oh... that's a sister, and he also loves his sister. He just hates himself. Why does he hate himself?
Not the biological child of his parents? If he were the real child of his parents, would things be different?"
"The boy really hopes that he is the biological child of his adoptive parents."
"He returned to the hotel and put on a red dress for his father... The bloody sharp knife fell to the ground... Then he only remembered that his father's arms were empty, smelling of blood, but... very warm."
Miyauchi Chihiro was still very involved in the story, as if he was reminiscing, his pupils dilated slightly, the plot of the story he told became jumpy, and the boning knife in his hand was waving back and forth unconsciously.
The story is over.
The five people, Hiramoto and Denna, were still restrained hand and foot, with cloth strips stuffed in their mouths, whimpering in fear.
Kamiyagawa, on the other hand, looked at Chihiro Miyauchi and remained silent.
Sitting in the palace, I didn't know what I was thinking. After a while, I turned around and the smile returned to my face: "Mr. Guaitan, do you want to tell a story too?"
"Um……"
Kamiya thought for a moment and nodded.
He was still more concerned about who the owner of the hotel was, so he might as well cooperate with the palace at this time.
"A long time ago, there was a girl named Hasumi. She was keen on all kinds of supernatural stories..."
The story Kamiyagawa chose to tell is a simple adaptation based on what happened at Kisaragi Station and "Hasumi".
"...Hasumi never imagined that her fictional story could cause such a heated discussion on the Internet and spread so widely. She didn't take it seriously at first, until one day a few years later, she had put the matter aside.
With Hasumi behind her head, she boarded a midnight train."
"The Kisaragi Train, which originally existed only in fictional stories, is here."
The story is over.
"Okay, okay!" Miyauchi Qianyu applauded, "What a great, wonderful story, Mr. Kaidan."
After praising them, he turned his attention to Hiramoto and Noggo: "We two judges made a good start, didn't we? Now it's your turn as the official contestants."
Saying that, Miyauchi Chihiro stood up and pulled out the strips of cloth from the mouths of Hiramoto and others one by one.
However, Hiramoto and Noboru were obviously not in the mood to tell any stories now. They were so wrapped up in a huge sense of fear that they couldn't even speak smoothly and just kept begging for mercy.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Miyauchi Qianyu shook his head, pacing back and forth behind the five people, and the boning knife in his hand shook again, "My patience is limited. Don't you have a very good one on hand?"
The story? Why not tell it?”
"Let me go, please!"
"As long as you let me go, I'll do anything!"
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
"..."
Miyauchi Chihiro: "Is that so? Let me give you a start. About your story——"
"There have been several suicides and murders at the Grand Hotel. The worst and most heinous of them was a rape and murder case. The deceased... was a kind and innocent girl with very simple social relations."
"The girl's body was found in the hotel refrigerator. She was cut into several parts. Her body was covered with obscene words."
"She was originally a very good girl, really very good. She had excellent grades in college and was very polite to everyone. She should have a very good life in the future. What kind of beast would treat her
Doing such a horrible thing?"
"The police found her body, but their killer was never caught."
"It's strange. The murderer seems to have disappeared."
"Even the surveillance video of the girl entering the hotel, the scene where she was supposed to appear, was all damaged. It was just a snowflake and nothing could be seen."
"It's so weird, this is so weird."
"Many years later, the Grand Hotel was abandoned. The forensic doctor who insisted on doing the autopsy on the girl was unwilling to do so and came to the hotel several times."
"Then, guess what? The Grand Hotel is actually connected to another world. At a certain time period, some people in the hotel who are extremely unlucky and have committed sins will come here, the Live Fish Hotel.
Become a living fish on the chopping board and be killed over and over again by the monsters here."
"And the five murderers who killed the girl originally came here long ago."
"It's very satisfying, isn't it? No wonder, no wonder we can't find them no matter what, haha, hahaha." Miyauchi Chihiro laughed like crazy, and the boning knife in his hand scratched the table where Hiramoto and Nobori were sitting.
Chair back.
The five people who were tied up screamed and twisted their bodies desperately. The light in the kitchen was steady and bright, reflecting their pale faces——
"No, it wasn't me who wanted to do this. It was all He Deng. He was the mastermind. It was all his fault!"
"Hiramoto did a lot of bad things because of his family's money. He drugged the girl in the izakaya and took her away!"
"Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with me!"
The four men, except Hiramoto and Noboru, began to accuse each other, pointing the finger directly at Hiramoto.
Miyauchi Qianyu looked at their ugly looks and smiled even more wantonly. After a while, he held his stomach and stopped: "I'm really sorry. I seem to have finished telling the story you should tell without permission. I gave you a chance, but you didn't
