This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 338 - 245: Accidentally Spilled the Beans (4000 words)

Chapter 338: Chapter 245: Accidentally Spilled the Beans (4000 words)

Beichuan Si was the first one to get up; after a quick wash, he started checking their belongings.

He had been awake for about five minutes when Shen Gu Mirai and Otomoto Ai also woke up.

Under Beichuan Si’s orders, Shen Gu Mirai and Otomoto Ai got the girls in the other two tents up as well.

Beichuan Si watched as they headed to the river to wash up, then he looked up.

It was raining again.

The rain was not heavy, just a light drizzle that caused a slightly fishy, damp smell to rise from the soil.

A light fog enshrouded the nearby hillside under a light-grey sky...

Beichuan Si didn’t take the time to appreciate the ethereal scene.

First, he double-checked their belongings, made a fire to cook some rice, and then used leftover chicken, carrots, and potato curry packs to whip up a simple curry dish.

Eating curry for breakfast might not suit the light taste typical of this country, but since those were the only ingredients available, they would have to make do.

After breakfast, they packed up the tents and set off.

Perhaps because the rain was light, when they passed the path they took the day before, Beichuan Si didn’t notice any mansion-like structure in the dense forest.

Could it be that Rain Hall only appeared when it rained heavily?

A deadly chill flashed through Beichuan Si’s eyes.

But he discovered nothing.

Perhaps bringing Nishijou Kurenai along might reveal something?

He was also very concerned about what Shengong Mu had mentioned.

In these woods, and with the weather raining, how exactly had the orphanage director found Shengong Mu?

Moreover, what did the orphanage director and his group really want to do? Why would they want to harm children?

Were those children who were killed meeting some kind of criterion?

"Cult ceremonies..."

Beichuan Si raised his eyebrows, pausing midsentence.

There were indeed people with supernatural abilities in this world. If it were truly for the growth of some ability...

Beichuan Si shelved the thought for the moment.

The clues were too scarce; any idea he came up with was merely speculation on his part.

After returning home, Beichuan Si greeted Nakajima Michika and Beichuan Huili and then went upstairs to his own room without much more interaction.

As soon as he entered his room, Nishijou Kurenai popped out of the shadows and lunged straight for his face.

Beichuan Si reacted quickly, grasping the flailing Nishijou Kurenai by the neck mid-air.

What was this little one up to?

Beichuan Si didn’t quite understand as he glanced at Nishijou Kurenai.

She was wearing a crudely sewn nurse’s outfit over her plump little body, and her grotesque little head even sported a nurse’s cap. In her chubby palm, Beichuan Si also spotted a set of white doctor’s attire covered in pudding.

Seeing Beichuan Si glance her way, Nishijou Kurenai’s little body wriggled crazily on his fingers, her hands clutching the garment, attempting to pull it over Beichuan Si’s head.

This little one probably wanted Beichuan Si to wear the pudding-covered doctor’s clothing but—

"It’s too small, give up," Beichuan Si shook his head.

The doctor’s attire sewn to Nishijou Kurenai’s standards wouldn’t possibly fit Beichuan Si’s height of 1.8 meters.

But the little one was persistent. Beichuan Si, not wanting to argue, placed her on his shoulder and then walked over to the computer—

The old method.

First, searching the internet for news at the time.

If he couldn’t find anything, he would look up the missing cases from that camping site.

From these records, there would always be some hints for Beichuan Si—

That’s what it should have been.

But just as Beichuan Si sat down, the phone rang.

Qiuxiao Yunai?

What did this girl want with him?

Could it be about the Beichuan Divine Society again?

Beichuan Si frowned but ultimately answered the call, "Hello? Miss Qiuxiao?"

"Ah, is that Mr. Beichuan?" Qiuxiao Yunai’s voice sounded a bit excited.

Beichuan Si, holding the mouse in one hand and the phone in the other, responded, "It’s me. What’s the matter?"

Qiuxiao Yunai swallowed and then said with excitement, "Mr. Beichuan! I have some great news for you! But before that, guess what it is—"

Click.

The dial tone came through.

Qiuxiao Yunai was taken aback, glancing at her phone.

Beichuan Si had already hung up...

"..."Beichuan Si.

He didn’t currently have the time to play games with Qiuxiao Yunai. Even if it were a bit rude, he hung up the phone temporarily and even switched his cell phone to silent mode.

Beichuan Si gripped the mouse, scanning the information online.

Maybe because too much time had passed, there was no information about Rain Hall online.

Instead, some entries regarding ’Hall’ from games flashed up.

Beichuan Si quickly scanned them, thinking awhile before changing the search to ’Rainy Day, Western-Style Mansion, Camping Area, Missing’.

The page refreshed, this time Beichuan Si did see quite a few discussions on these topics.

’Rainy Camping Site Personnel Missing? Search teams unable to find missing tourists’ bodies?’

’Red mansion seen only on rainy days, only those prepared to sever all ties with the present world can enter...’

’Suicide Forest, an ideal place for suicidal individuals only during rainy weather...’

Most news articles referenced incidents from the recent past, with most of the missing personnel occurring around the campsite where Beichuan Si and his group had been.