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Chapter 72 - 61. The results of the sexual orientation are out, it’s just..._2

Chapter 72: 61. The results of the sexual orientation are out, it’s just..._2

"It’s so thrilling!" Kunii Shuichi exclaimed, either excited or scared, as he rubbed his hands.

Ichiki Aoi held Hanaoka Asako tightly, their turn was coming up.

After they went, it was Dubian Che and two others’ turn after a while.

A staff member led them to a small room and showed them a horror short film about the hospital’s background.

After the film ended, the employee handed them a small flashlight.

As he drew the curtains, he said, "Please hold hands!"

"Hold hands?" Dubian Che repeated.

"Yes," the worker pointed to a sign on the side.

To prevent getting lost or in case someone became too scared, the sign explained that guests were required to hold hands when entering.

There definitely weren’t any of Jiutiao Meijie’s subordinates here, but the idea of holding hands... For a moment, none of the three moved.

"Let’s go," Kiyono Lin was the first to stand up, spreading her hands.

Mayi Asuka glanced at Kiyono Lin’s hands and reached out to grab them.

Kiyono Lin carefully sensed the touch. It was just an ordinary holding of hands; there was no sign of nervousness, shyness, or longing.

As she was assessing Mayi Asuka’s sexual orientation through this gesture, another hand suddenly took hers.

It felt as if a warm towel wrapped around it, men’s hands were so big, so warm.

Her eyelashes quivered slightly; she deliberately avoided looking at Dubian Che.

The adventure officially began.

The three of them, hand in hand, with Dubian Che holding the flashlight, moved nervously along the narrow hallway.

The air was filled with the smell of hospital disinfectant, with chilling drafts and the barely audible sound of a scalpel slicing through skin.

As they passed an operating room, the bright lights revealed a figure covered in a white cloth lying on the operating table.

"His nostrils seem to be breathing; too fake," Dubian Che wasn’t fully immersed in the mood yet and thought of critiquing the staff’s acting skills.

"Um, it’s indeed kind of... basic..."

"Whoosh—"

Kiyono Lin didn’t finish speaking when the arm of the person on the operation table suddenly dropped from under the white cloth.

It dangled, once, twice, and then was eerily still.

"That, that’s quite surprising," Dubian Che admitted he was startled, but it was more the normal shock that comes from a sudden event.

"Click."

That arm, unmistakably human, fell off.

Fell off.

And landed on the ground.

At the joint where the arm met the shoulder, a dark liquid slowly spilled across the floor.

"Huff, huff," the rise and fall of the cloth over the person’s face continued.

"...Let’s move on."

"...Okay."

Dubian Che felt Kiyono Lin’s grip tighten a little, which gave him a bit of courage; he steadied his emotions and walked forward.

As a man, he couldn’t panic!

Mayi Asuka followed the two with an indifferent expression.

The road was still long; a typical adventure lasted thirty to forty minutes, unless one decided to use the emergency exit halfway through.

Further on, they saw blood handprints everywhere, figures in white hospital gowns hanging from ceiling fans, but gradually, they became accustomed to and stopped noticing the smell of disinfectant.

Dubian Che and Kiyono Lin’s emotions were now fully engaged. Even though they knew it was fake, constructed by people, they couldn’t help feeling fearful inside.

They turned a corner and came to a corridor that looked like a morgue.

The long cabinets for bodies were sealed, some partly open, some had women’s long hair or limbs dangling out.

Dubian Che took a deep breath, resisting the urge to look inside those cabinets.

The corridor became suddenly narrower, and they had to walk in single file.

Dubian Che, holding the flashlight, led the way.

About halfway through, the cabinets emitted a visible chill. Dubian Che and Kiyono Lin instinctively held their breath, fearing the air carried the scent of the dead.

Fighting the urge to run, Dubian Che calmed his nerves and continued forward slowly.

"...Dubian."

Dubian Che jolted.

"My Minister Kiyono, are you trying to scare me to death!"

"...Thank you just now."

"What?" Dubian Che responded while moving forward.

"...Just now..."

"There’s someone behind us," Mayi Asuka, who had been silent, suddenly said.

Kiyono Lin immediately quieted down.

Dubian Che kept his eyes straight ahead, asking without turning his head, "Is it other visitors?"

"He seems to be in trouble."

Dubian Che really admired Mayi Asuka. Even in this environment, her tone was still as calm as ever.

"Trouble?"

"Yeah, look."

Dubian Che slowly turned around.

Among rows of cabinets emitting cold air with displayed corpses, at one on the ground, someone seemed stuck and was crawling out.

"Hiss—"

"...What’s wrong?" Kiyono Lin stiffly asked, looking at Dubian Che’s face.

"...Let’s just keep walking forward."

"...Yeah." Kiyono Lin chose not to pry further.

The three of them had barely walked a few steps when a distinct crawling sound came from behind, as if something had wriggled out.

Three minutes later.

"...Dubian, Mr. Dubian, it seems like we’re not being followed anymore."

"...Seems so."

"Are you talking about that person just now?" Mayi Asuka asked, slightly tilting her head, "He’s been behind us the whole time, trying to grab my ankle."

"..."

Kiyono Lin suddenly wrapped her arms around Dubian Che’s arm, forcefully propelling him forward.

Dubian Che didn’t run but moved swiftly.

He had always thought haunted houses were no big deal.

He had gone into the mountains alone in the dark in the countryside and had played bravery contests on graves with village kids.

To be honest, he was now deeply regretting it.

On reflection, his fearlessness in the village stemmed entirely from being born there; he was familiar with every plant and tree. The graves, which held no horror for him, contained either his own family members or those of neighbors.

As for ghost movies, aside from those used by otakus as urban legends, he didn’t think he’d watched any other ghost stories.

Thirty minutes later, just as they were easing up at the sign indicating the exit was near, an iron cage suddenly dropped from above, trapping all three of them.

The clang was deafening. When the noise subsided, the only sound left was the sobbing of a dry corpse as the wind passed through its throat.

"Woo~ Woo~"

Something was closing in!

On the ceiling, a pale-faced zombie was slowly drifting over.

Kiyono Lin instantly buried her face in Dubian Che’s chest while he watched the approaching zombie with a swallowing nervousness.

The zombie reached the cage and, light as a feather, descended slowly, its eyeless hollows staring at the three of them.

Dubian Che instinctively embraced Kiyono Lin’s waist, the warm trembling of her body giving him a slight sense of security.

"Yah—"

Suddenly, the zombie let out a horrific scream. As if sucked into a black hole, it was swiftly pulled back into the depths of the corridor.

Both Dubian Che and Kiyono Lin shivered simultaneously.

"Huh?" Mayi Asuka slightly tilted her head, voicing a faint question regarding the zombie that had appeared and disappeared so abruptly.

The surroundings went quiet.

Then, there was another loud clang, and the iron cage shot upwards, vanishing into the darkness.

"...Let’s, get out of here."

"...Yeah."

Three minutes later, the trio joined up with four others.

Kunimi Shuichi wore an excited expression, seemingly holding Ichiki Aoi’s hand.

Hanaoka Chaozi was comforting Ichiki Aoi who had been scared into a stupor.

Dubian Che looked at Kiyono Lin as if through a veil: "Mr. Kiyono."

"...Yeah, cough, what is it?" Kiyono Lin’s face was as white as jade in the sunlight.

"Did you collect any information?"

"..."

"I did gather a bit."

"And?" Kiyono Lin’s eyes brightened a little as she looked at Dubian Che.

"You’re definitely into men, at least."

Kiyono Lin’s face turned cold, and she glared fiercely at Dubian Che, but she didn’t walk away; she stayed by his side.

"Weren’t you two going to ask me something?" Mayi Asuka asked them, her expression unchanged from beginning to end.

Kiyono Lin gave Dubian Che a look.

Even if you put me up to it, I have no idea what to say... Dubian Che thought for a moment, then gestured with his hand.

"That, Mayi senior, what’s the scholarly name for the instrument that looks like a flute but isn’t?"

"Hmm?"

Mayi Asuka slightly tilted her head, much like she had when facing the zombie, and voiced a faint question to Dubian Che.

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