Clang-clang-clang-clang-
evening.
On the swaying tram.
Kanoya Yukino put her leather bag on her knees and sat quietly. The afterglow of the setting sun outside the car window reflected hazily on her shoulders and hair.
When this child calmed down, she looked like a beautiful girl, or at least she had the beginnings of a beautiful girl. I guess when I get to high school, if I grow a little longer, I will definitely be the object of admiration for many boys in the same grade.
Kanoya looked out the window.
The sunset on the horizon turned the city skyline into a dim red color, and a few crows flew past.
The scene in Tokyo is indeed much different from Ogurishima and Aomori Prefecture.
"Teacher Kanazawa also praised me for learning things quickly today."
Xiaolu thought so.
When you go back, you must show off to Master Bashiku.
However, Master still won’t go home today.
"Master, he looks so hard."
I heard that he was busy dealing with a very troublesome strange story.
Compared with drawing a book to appease Master Hachiku, what Master does every day is to save the world in the true sense, right?
Kanoya still remembers that on the day he first arrived in Tokyo, his master said that there was a ghost car at home. It traveled very fast and could travel across Tokyo in one go.
It is said that you can just take the ghost car to and from Honganji Temple.
But in fact, Mr. Oishi, who is responsible for driving the ghost car, has been traveling with the master recently.
Xiaolu goes to and from school by tram.
But there is nothing we can do about it.
"I want to be a filial apprentice. How can I compete with the master for the use of the car?"
Xiaolu felt proud of his filial piety.
"Abba...Abba."
The little old man, the size of a thumb, was sitting on the edge of the tram window with his legs crossed and his chin in one hand.
In Luyeya's bag, half of a red crayon was lying quietly in the corner.
The scout clones of the Kamiya family and the security guard Ayaori have been following Xiaolu recently.
It's a kind of protection.
The entire Kanto region is plagued by "dream men." If Xiaolu is unlucky enough to be entangled in this strange man-made ghost story and fall into a coma, the little old man can at least inform Kamiya and the eight-foot-old woman in time.
If she fell asleep outside the two safe places of home and Honganji Temple, Ayaori, who was at the top of the D-level, could ensure that she would not be harmed before Hachishanu or Kamiya arrived.
The little girl came to Tokyo alone, and Kamiyagawa had to ensure her personal safety.
If something really happened, there would be no way to explain it to the Hachisha girl and Kanoya's father.
"I asked the little old man's clone to follow me along with Cai Zhi. I always feel that Master is a little too worried... but Master said that now is a special period."
Kanoya thought this in her heart. In fact, she was not disgusted with Kamiya's "over-protection".
All I can say is that although Master always seems to be carefree, he is actually very gentle.
As for Xiaolu's real shikigami, Hachiku-onna, she has been staying at Kamiya's house recently and has no free activities.
Hachisha-sama is a high-intensity B-level Kaidan. He recently stole a certain amount of faith power from the red stingray shrine and has become no longer weak.
Tokyo is not a small place like Ourishima, and various forces of exorcists are intertwined.
If such a big ghost talk moves around Tokyo at will, even if it has the ability to hide its aura, it is inevitable that it will be noticed by some spirit exterminators.
The official organization has a precedent of maintaining contact with the powerful Kaidan and non-aggression.
According to the strength of the eight-foot girl, there are indeed prerequisites for achieving this kind of connection.
However, the Eight-foot Girl has not yet started formal contact with the Countermeasures Room.
For the official organization, contacting wild B-class monsters is a big deal, and the upper management must make a good decision before a final conclusion can be reached.
Considering that the Countermeasures Room is such a large organization, all the forces in it will inevitably have their own ideas. For example, Kamiyagawa's integration into the organization as a "disciple of ghosts and gods" was not a simple matter that happened overnight.
Behind the scenes, there was actually Yuuki Makiyu who coordinated many times and paid a certain potential price.
Relationships within large organizations with many people are so difficult to handle.
Kamitani Chuan and Bachi-nu had discussed this matter a long time ago.
In the end, the two came to the conclusion that it is better not to act too hastily. It is best to use the Divine Valley as the pivot to promote this matter step by step, steadily and without distractions.
…
Cang Cang - Cang Cang.
The tram continued on, passing several platforms, with passengers getting on and off.
"Abba."
The little old man who was sitting like a clay sculpture suddenly shifted his attention to the edge of Luye House.
Xiaolu has learned Buddhist spells and spells in Honganji Temple for more than ten days, and has made some progress in controlling his own spiritual power.
In addition, the little old man's outer body did not completely hide his presence from her like it did on Ouri Island, so Kanoya can now see the little old man's outer body.
She followed the line of sight of the little old man's clone.
A few meters away from her, at the closed train door, a man and woman dressed as office workers were talking -
"...That's the thing. I saw a strange man in my dream. Someone in our company also encountered it."
"Ah? This kind of thing is just an urban legend that has just emerged, a rumor or something like that."
"No, from the look of that colleague in our company, it might be true."
"Maybe it's because of nervousness? Isn't it said that you think about it every day and dream about it at night?"
"That's possible. But don't you find it strange? There have been so many rumors about Mengnan recently, but there is no news on the Internet."
"Don't think too much, I think you are a little nervous too. You have been thinking about this kind of thing during the day, maybe you really dreamed about it at night?"
"Don't say such things!"
"..."
"Hmm." Kanoya looked away from the two office workers who were talking.
Dream boy.
It's the troublesome story that Master has been dealing with recently.
Although the Internet and the media have not mentioned a word about this kind of thing recently, I always feel that the atmosphere around me has changed.
People seemed... nervous.
Even if there is no convenient platform like the Internet to add fuel to the flames, as more and more people in the Kanto region have seen Yumeboy in their dreams, the uneasiness and fear of Yumeboy are spreading through people's word of mouth.
Officials can control the Internet and media to minimize widespread discussion of the Dream Boy incident.
But there's no way to actually hold people's mouths down.
Feelings of fear and uneasiness, like the flu, are spreading wantonly in many areas of Kanto.
As long as someone has dreamed of Dream Boy, or someone's relatives and friends have dreamed of Dream Boy, things related to Dream Boy will be spread from ten to ten, and spread in the simplest offline way.
In recent decades, few urban legends have been able to evoke this effect.
The last time a strange story caused such a level of panic in Japan seemed to be about the slit girl——
From the spring to summer of 1979, the Slit Mouth Girl became an urban legend spread across Japan.
The "Legend of the Slit Girl" spread like an infectious disease, sweeping across campuses across Japan and causing extreme anxiety among the public.
At first, it was just a topic circulated among primary school students. It was not until some students were too frightened to go to school alone that parents realized the seriousness of the situation and wrote notes in the contact book, asking teachers to pay special attention to the safety of the children. This even evolved into the school requesting assistance from the police to strengthen Patrols were carried out around the campus, and even local schools in the most violent areas were forced to suspend classes completely.
You know, in 1979, Japan had no civilian electronic network at all.
The Internet is the best petri dish for urban ghost stories, but it is definitely not the only way to spread them.
The word-of-mouth communication effect of fear and uneasiness is much stronger than people think.
Especially when the dream boy who has caused people's recent fear and uneasiness still exists.
"I always feel like things are slowly getting out of control. Can Master and the others successfully resolve this weird story?"
Kanoya became a little worried about Kamiyagawa.
…
"Nearly a hundred people in Kamisu City, Ibaraki Prefecture, fell into the deep sleep of Yumeno's dream. This happened almost overnight. Based on the location of these parties, it can be inferred that they were trapped in the same scene. In a dream.”
"Nasu Karasuyama City in Tochigi Prefecture also needs support."
"The spread of Yumeno's incident has a tendency to spread outside the Kanto region."
"..."
What was supposed to come came.
Judging from the fact that the speed of strange visits from dream men in various places is accelerating, the countermeasures room has predicted that the incidents of strange stories in various places will usher in a small peak in the near future.
Macro-multiplayer dreams may be generated in multiple areas.
And the development of the situation is really in line with expectations.
And the unfolding of this expected event really made Kamiyagawa and the official spirit exterminators who had been extremely busy recently feel unhappy.
Obviously, a single dream boy or even a group of dream boys are just insignificant opponents to the little tapir.
Other groups can deal with ghost exterminators who talk about strange dreams, and it is easier to cure dream boys.
But even if everyone goes around putting out fires and dealing with so many, it still won't help.
It feels like a punch on cotton.
Things are moving out of control.
In fact, Kamiyagawa knew very well that if he wanted to truly solve the incident this time, he had to uncover the Uoki family who was hiding behind the scenes and using unknown means to fuel the flames.
However, even an official organization of the size of the Countermeasures Room has still not found this member of the Demon Encounter organization so far.
Home and Kabuki as well as breeders are different.
You don't need to come forward directly, and you don't need to leave any clues in the real world to set off a strange incident that will have a great impact on society.
This special enemy is probably hidden in the vast sea of people now, looking at the masterpiece he created with his own hands, feeling proud.
"I'm really unwilling. It's the first time I've encountered such an enemy that I can't confront head-on."
The only way Kamiyagawa can think of now to fight against the Uoki family is Xiao Wu.
Use Satoru's future vision to try and pluck this cunning enemy from his hiding place.
Unfortunately, Satoru's "future vision" is still cooling down.
Without the aid of props such as [Kofuro Secret Soup], her skill CD will naturally improve, at least until the end of spring or early summer this year.
That means we have to wait for more than two months.
Judging from the current development trend, if we wait for another two months, it is conservatively estimated that the entire Kanto region will fall into the hands of Meng Nan.
…
In an inconspicuous apartment in Tokyo.
Ise Momoyo was sitting in front of the desk, writing furiously.
There were some fast food boxes piled up next to her, and she hadn't been out for many, many days recently. Not having been in the sun for so long made her face look pale and bloodless.
Swish--
Ise Momoyo, who worked hard to write without slacking off, finally stopped writing after finishing another story.
"I'm inspired, I've already written so much."
She read through the stories she had just finished, with a satisfied smile on her face.
Then he stood up and took out a simple-looking lantern from the bookshelf full of books beside him, which was shining with a dark blue light.
The lantern was covered with a blue shade and shone slightly, creating an inexplicable scary atmosphere in the dark room.
This thing is called [Hundred Ghost Lantern].
Ise Momoyo accidentally obtained it from a small antique auction.
At the beginning when I got the [Hundred Ghost Lantern], nothing happened, and this simple green lantern could not be ignited.
But two months later, a man found Ise Momoyo.
It was a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and dressed in an extremely elegant manner.
Ise didn't know the other person's name, and he still doesn't know it to this day.
The man introduced himself as Lawyer Haishi.
"I have been observing you for a long time." Haishi said, "I know your things, I know your talents, I know what you want..."
Ise Momoyo didn't know Haitoki at all, but he seemed to know her very well.
Kaitoki must have really been observing Ise for a long, long time.
Normally, Ise Momoyo would have ignored the suspected stalker or voyeur, or even called the police immediately.
But she didn't do it in the end. The beautiful and deep pupils under the man's gold-rimmed glasses seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.
It seemed like he could really see what Ise Momoyo had been suppressing in his heart.
Those dark, ugly, festering wounds and thoughts.
After a long conversation, Ise Momoyo and lawyer Utoki signed an unknown "contract" and received a code name, Utoki family.
And the [Hundred Ghost Lantern] was lit for her at Haishi.
There is no need to say more about what happens next. With the help of the "Hundred Ghost Lantern", the master created a strange story that caused headaches for the spiritual masters throughout the Kanto region and made the people uneasy——
Dream boy.
Before the general mentioned the [Hundred Ghost Lamp] to his notebook, the green light illuminated the words on the notebook, causing the originally beautiful handwriting to swell and twist like parasites.
Touching it with your fingertips, you can feel the disgusting, slimy and weird touch of the deformed text.
[Hundred Ghost Lantern] shined for a while, and the light shrank.
The text on the notebook returns to normal.
"These stories should be able to materialize in some people's dreams." Jia murmured to himself.
Then, she glanced at the lantern that gave off a faint green light.
"These stories should be enough. Weird stories are constantly generated from fear and public opinion. Even if I no longer write Yumeboy stories, according to the current development, even if I don't continue to write stories, new Yumeboys will continue to appear. "
This feeling is really good.
It's the same as what Haishi said.
"Turning this already damned world into even more chaos. Don't you want to?"
Jia flipped through the notes in his hand and looked at the keywords that appeared repeatedly in each story:
Dream boy, dream boy, dream boy, guilt, guilt...
[Hundred Ghost Lanterns] I like good stories.
And Jia is good at creating good stories.
A qualified story should have a sequence of beginnings and endings, with causes and consequences.
There should be a consistent tone throughout the dream boy's story.
Hua Hua——
The paper flipped and stayed on the first page of the notebook.
There is a sentence written there: [Those who feel guilty will eventually meet the dream boy. ]
Snapped.
Home closes the notes.
"What about you? Will you feel guilty? Will you sink into the story I wrote? I'm looking forward to it."
Recently, I am used to going to bed early and then starting coding at around four in the morning.
But today is Saturday, I may have relaxed my mind and slept for a long time, so it was even later.
It's probably not a bad thing to sleep for a long time on weekends, at least I won't fall asleep.
This is a morning update.
(End of chapter)
