The first moment after reading the text message, Kuriyama Rian had the thought that someone was playing a prank. How many years has it been since Naya died...
Out of caution, he still sent the other party's number to his assistant.
"Go and check for me who the owner of this mobile phone number is."
"Hey Yi!" the assistant took the order and left.
"If I can find out this mischievous guy, I have to kill him."
In the evening, Kuriyama Rian took five of his female artists to the bar downstairs. Soon after, several guests from the political and business circles arrived.
Kuriyama Li'an opened a large box to entertain everyone.
"Everyone,"
Kuriyama Rian opened a bottle of champagne, shook it a few times, and sprayed it out.
"You must have a lot of fun tonight, get high!"
"Thank you Kuriyama-kun for your hospitality!"
"Haha, actually I can't wait! I can't wait even a minute."
The artists all showed signs of fear.
The men exchanged glances with each other, and their obscene glances collided in the air. Everyone knew what the main event of the evening was, but no one would say it, allowing the warm atmosphere to brew in the box. This is like a movie. Before the climax occurs, the foreshadowing must be done well.
Kuriyama Rian snapped his fingers, the ambient lights turned on, and the rhythmic and dynamic music shook the entire box.
Those officials and entrepreneurs who usually behave politely and sanctimoniously drag the beautiful female artists who are satisfied with the firm into the dance floor with dazzling lights...
Kuriyama Rian also pulled a female artist onto the dance floor, twisting her body and raising and lowering her hands amidst the loud music. This is the normal state of this country. With power and status, you can do whatever you want. Why do some people always fail to understand this?
It would be perfect if all artists were as knowledgeable as Miyamoto Misaki... I don’t know if Okuda Aya has captured Asuka Shima at this moment. Such a disobedient woman must be locked in a dark room and given a severe lesson before she can become sensible. stand up.
Kuriyama Rian half-closed his eyes and shook his head to the rhythm.
"Kuriyama-kun!"
Suddenly someone shouted his name, "There's something wrong with your female companion."
"What did you say?" Kuriyama Li'an opened his eyes and shouted back.
"Your dance partner!" The man looked a little panicked.
What the hell... Kuriyama Rian turned to look at his dance partner——
In the high-tempo rhythm, the female artist wore revealing clothes, took cheerful dance steps, and swung her sexy figure, seeming to be more immersed in it than Kuriyama Rian and several guests.
But she has Naya's face.
At this moment, Kuriyama Rian's mouth suddenly retracted.
impossible! He rubbed his eyes. He had carefully checked these artists one by one before they came...
It's Naya, it's definitely Naya, it's her looks, figure, and clothes. This idea came to Kuriyama Rian's mind.
Kuriyama Rian stopped shaking. On the dance floor, everyone except Naya stopped.
Kuriyama tried to turn off the music and lights, but the switch failed.
"Why do you want to stop?"
The music dropped slightly, and Naya looked at Kuriyama Rian and several guests, her face full of excitement, "How happy we dance!"
"Wait, are you..." a guest couldn't help but ask.
"I'm Naya,"
Naya shook her body and looked at the guest, "Don't you know me? We drove together."
The guest immediately collapsed on the ground and could not say a word.
Naya looked at the other guests and said, "And you, you, you... you were all there at that time, and a few of us were together..."
The guests all collapsed to the ground.
"You crazy woman!"
Kuriyama Lian mustered up his courage and rushed forward, intending to grab Naya's hair, "You need to take care of it, right?"
He grabbed Naya's hair and pulled hard, and the hair fell off.
The touch felt wrong... Kuriyama Lian looked down and saw that the fallen hair had turned into thin, cold, earthworm-like worms at some point.
"Dance, keep dancing."
Naya's face suddenly lost her smile, and her expression became gloomy and terrifying, "Those who don't jump will die."
Kuriyama Rian screamed and threw the bugs in his hand, scattering them on the guests.
"Run! Run!"
The female artists in the room disappeared without knowing when.
The men were fighting over each other, trying to get out of the private room door first... The door was locked, and the men were blocking the door.
They beat the door hard, smashed it with their fists, kicked it with their feet, and hit it with their bodies, but the door didn't budge.
They shouted for help, their voices soon hoarse, and their shrill cries for help were heard outside the building, but no one responded.
"Hello,"
Kuriyama Rian took out his phone and called the police, "Is this the police station? I want to call the police, someone is going to die!"
"Hello,"
The operator's gentle and calm voice came from the other end of the phone, "Don't worry, please briefly describe the situation over there."
"Naya,"
Kuriyama calmed down forcefully, "Naya, who died a few years ago, appears again. She wants us to dance. If we don't dance, she will kill us all!"
"That's right,"
The operator said, "Then why don't you jump?"
"..."
Kuriyama Rian was stunned, "Hey, what the hell are you talking about!"
"I mean,"
The operator's voice gradually became deeper,
"She asks you to dance, so just go and dance."
Kuriyama Rian suddenly felt that this voice was extremely familiar, as if it was coming from behind him.
He turned and looked back.
Naya held the phone and looked at her with a smile.
"I mean,"
Naya said into the receiver: "You have to dance, because if you don't dance, you will die."
Her voice reached Kuriyama Rian's ears from both the front and the receiver at the same time.
"Dance, keep dancing."
Naya shook her phone and walked in front of them with brisk dance steps, "I want to see you dance, dance that sexy dance."
"Kill me!" one customer shouted angrily.
After a while, the ground was covered with dense insects.
The corpse was chewed until only the skeleton was left.
The man's miserable scream before his death was imprinted in the minds of every man in the box.
The rhythmic and restless music sounded again, and Kuriyama Rian danced tremblingly.
"Come on, take my hand."
Naya invites Kuriyama Rian to dance.
This dance continued into the night, and Naya danced faster and faster, becoming more and more energetic. Kuriyama Rian and several guests had to dance faster and faster to her rhythm without any intermission. The men danced to the point of exhaustion and agony.
"Let's take a break, just for a minute." A customer begged pitifully, "I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it anymore."
"No," Naya said, "If I don't stop, you can't stop. Those who stop will die."
The guests looked at the insect-covered skeleton and continued dancing.
They tried their best to dance in a way that would make Naya's lips curl up. Their leather shoes seemed to be enchanted and could not stop at all.
"What about your expressions," Naya said: "Did I look like this when I was dancing, I would rather die than live?"
The guests then grinned with spring breeze on their faces, as if a festive festival was about to come.
Finally, one of the guests was so exhausted that he fell to the ground with heart failure. Soon, he was eaten to pieces by insects. Others beat harder.
At four o'clock in the morning, Naya stopped dancing. By that time, there were already five bones scattered on the ground. The only survivors are Kuriyama Rian and one other guest.
"You two," Naya said with a bright smile, "do you want to see me wearing a miniskirt and dancing on the table?"
"Don't dare, don't dare! Please spare us..." the two people said quickly.
"Why don't you dare? The scenery there is beautiful."
"We were wrong! Naya, we really know our mistake!"
"But," Naya crossed her legs and leaned on the sofa, "What should I do? I really want to see it."
Wearing a miniskirt, midriff-baring top, and black stockings, Kuriyama Rian and another guest stood on two square tables in the box.
"Dance, dance as much as you want, let me take a closer look, but don't fall off,"
Naya held her chin and looked at the two people with interest, "The one who falls will die."
Accompanied by the hot music, Kuriyama Rian and the guests danced. They carefully maintained the balance of the square table and tried hard to show the beauty of the dance and the charm of the figure. Every step seemed to be walking on the edge of a cliff.
"Let's rest for a while."
When it was almost dawn, Naya finally shouted stop.
Kuriyama Rian and another guest were paralyzed, feeling like they were reeling from death.
"It's almost time,"
Naya looked at her watch, "Let's have some fun together and push tonight's party to the top...peak, okay?"
"No need..." the two people said tremblingly.
Naya took the two of them to the VIP luxury suite on the thirteenth floor with ease.
"Let's get started." Sitting on the soft big bed, Naya crossed her legs and looked at them. "The three of us will come together and let me see what you are capable of."
After taking off his miniskirt, Kuriyama Rian was horrified to find that he... couldn't do it.
He raised his head and looked at the other survivor, whose eyes were as shocked as his own.
At first, they thought they were just too tired, but soon, both of them felt the soft snake-like, fatal, lifeless energy, and realized that this was definitely the permanent trauma caused by the resurrected woman in front of them. .
With feelings of fear and despair, they tried every means to make them stronger, but the usual tricks that worked, whether they were taking medicine, watching movies, or fantasizing, had no effect at all.
"you……!"
"That's it,"
Naya sighed regretfully, "It seems that it will be difficult to have fun tonight."
Kuriyama Rian's face looked ugly. After a night of practice, he had figured out the temper of the woman in front of him. If he could not obey her will, he would be bitten to pieces by insects.
Just when Kuriyama Rian was about to risk his life to resist, Naya said: "That's it for today, President Kuriyama, I had a great time. You two have a good rest, and we will have many more happy days together." long."
Standing on the side of the road outside the Satisfied Office, Kuriyama Lee watched Naya leave in a black car.
"goodbye!"
Poking her head out of the rear window, Naya gave Kuriyama a meaningful smile. Then, she retracted her head and the car window slowly rose.
"I'm going to call the police!"
When he arrived at the precinct police station, Kuriyama Liang called his familiar commander directly, "Something serious has happened. Come and see for yourself."
"Naya? How many years has it been since Naya died..."
In the office on the top floor of the police station, the chief held up the photo provided by Kuriyama Rian, "Isn't Kuriyama-kun hallucinating?"
"He was there last night!" Kuriyama Rian pointed at the customer next to him who looked even worse than himself.
"I testify!" the client said: "What Mr. Kuriyama said is completely true."
After the police's investigative force arrived at Satisfied Office, several bones in the box had disappeared.
After calling the surveillance, it was discovered that Naya did not show up at all last night, and none of the artists under Satisfaction Agency went either. In the private room, Kuriyama Rian and several customers drank, sang and danced and then dispersed. Only Kuriyama Rian and the client who came to report the crime stayed in the office and rested in the same luxurious suite.
"Kuriyama-kun,"
Watching the video of two people wearing miniskirts and black stockings dancing on a square table, the officer's eyes widened.
"I haven't been there for a while. Is this a new development?"
"Asshole...it's all the fault of that bastard woman."
"But," the chief said, "after investigation, our police officers found that Naya never appeared at all."
"That woman knows magic," Kuriyama Liang said: "She hid all those skeletons. If you don't believe it, you can go and investigate some of the friends who were at the party with us yesterday. They must have disappeared..."
After a while, the police officers reported back the results of the investigation - all the clients who had gathered at the bar of Satisfactory Firm last night returned to their homes safely.
"Impossible," Kuriyama Rian said with horror on his face, "I saw with my own eyes that they were bitten by insects and only a white skeleton was left! This is that woman's deception!"
Soon, a customer made a video call to Li Shan.
"Kuriyama-kun,"
The client was lying on the sofa at home, waving to Kuriyama Rian with a smile on his face, "There was a police officer who just asked me to make a video call with you to report that you are safe or something. What's going on? By the way, last night was too bad. I was tired, so I went home a little early..."
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
Kuriyama Rian looked confused and couldn't hear what the other party said at all.
Within a few minutes, every customer who attended the party last night made a video call to Kuriyama Li'an. Judging from their smart eyes, quick reactions, and lively movements, it was clear that they were alive and well.
"Are you two under too much pressure lately?"
The chief looked at Kuriyama Rian and the other survivor, "It's better to get proper rest. Your body is the capital of your career and future."
Are you really too tired lately?
After returning home, Kuriyama Lian immediately lay down on the big bed.
At this time...
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