This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 347 - 249: Entering Rain Hall Again (4000 words)_2

Chapter 347: Chapter 249: Entering Rain Hall Again (4000 words)_2

This might also be related to human consciousness.

Last time, Beichuan Si simply wanted to find Shen Gu Mirai and Beichuan Huili without indulging in any excess imagination.

That’s why the welfare institution appeared completely barren, with only the solitary building.

But this time was different.

Beichuan Si had expended energy in imagining this entire block of buildings.

Hence, every scene of the welfare institution was displayed before him.

In front of the courtyard stood a small fountain, at the heart of which was a statue of Holy Mother Mary, pure white as snow.

At that moment, dark and foul-smelling liquid was seeping out from the spring’s source. The lower half of the sacred Holy Mother Mary was submerged in the polluted black water, creating a sense of corruption.

Beichuan Si approached the statue of Holy Mother Mary.

On her arm, black marks spelled out the words: "Rain Hall Social Welfare Relief Institute."

Gazing at this line, Beichuan Si couldn’t help but shake his head.

Just as he was about to look away, he noticed that somehow, from the dark liquid-filled pool, the pale corpse of a child emerged slowly.

It was a boy, wearing what looked like spring attire, long-sleeved shirt and trousers, his eyes tightly shut.

Beichuan Si looked down and stopped at the boy’s abdomen.

Already pale, the abdomen had been brutally torn open with knives and fingernails. It was dark there, clearly showing that someone had hollowed it out.

Boom, boom, boom!

Lightning flashed!

The cold brilliance illuminated Beichuan Si’s expressionless face, and likewise, the tragic young face of the boy.

That was—

Beichuan Si looked at the body that continued to bob up and down in the fountain pool and stretched out his hand as if he had discovered something—

Snap!

The pale hand grabbed Beichuan Si’s wrist.

Under Beichuan Si’s gaze, the boy’s hollow, resentful eyes snapped open in an instant. His dark mouth opened wide.

That shrill scream also pierced into his eardrums!

And then—

Beichuan Si, with an unfluctuating expression, gripped the boy’s wrist back and exerted strength in his arm.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

Beichuan Si, holding the wrist, repeatedly slammed the mutilated body of the boy against the hard stone edge of the pool.

Beichuan Si could even see the boy’s bewildered and dazed expression caused by his own lifting and smashing.

After a while, the boy let out again a pitiful and unbearable cry.

Hearing this sound, Beichuan Si did not stop. Instead, he used even more strength.

With a crack, the vengeful spirit of the boy fell heavily to the ground.

It wasn’t that Beichuan Si didn’t want to continue slamming, but the vengeful spirit’s body was already in poor condition, having been yanked and thrown by Beichuan Si to the point that the fragile arm of the child couldn’t hold, and he tore it off completely.

Boom, boom, boom!

The lightning illuminated the boy’s terrified expression.

Before him stood Beichuan Si, backlit by the lightning.

The lightning only revealed the outline of his tall and cold figure.

Under the gaze of the vengeful spirit, Beichuan Si expressionlessly tossed the severed hand aside and began to approach step by step, his voice rising emotionlessly—

"Come."

"Let me see..."

The pointed roofs resembled gaping, ferocious mouths.

From the dilapidated courtyard, pathetic cries were heard.

Like a curse, lingering endlessly—

...

"Jiuyuan, Xue Zhu, Changchuan... It seems that he’s not one of them after all." Beichuan Si looked at the name tag on the boy’s clothing and gently shook his head.

He had found a name tag sewn near the boy’s collar.

Regretfully, this child was not one of the three they were tasked to find.

The child’s name was Nakai Jushi, his abdomen had been opened, his insides completely removed, other than that, unharmed...

That should count as unharmed, at least.

Beichuan Si glanced at the shattered corpse pieces he had smashed and put the name tag into his pocket.

This time, the task was different, leaning towards gathering information and clues about people to deduce what had happened originally.

Essentials like the name tag, naturally, Beichuan Si wouldn’t miss.

Beichuan Si took a look at the Rain Hall in front of him, didn’t stop his feet, and directly approached the entrance of the western building.

The previously destroyed door had repaired itself.

But Beichuan Si didn’t care about such things.

After all, things in the spiritual realm indeed repaired themselves to maintain their original appearance.

He reached out and pushed the door.

Accompanied by an unpleasant ’creak creak creak,’ the door was pushed open by Beichuan Si’s hand.

This was also a rare occasion where he didn’t have to resort to violence to break open the door.

But as soon as Beichuan Si had fully entered the Rain Hall, the door behind him slammed shut with a bang.

This hasty door-closing action seemed worried that Beichuan Si might escape.

Beichuan Si pretended not to care and tugged at the door.

Hm, it was locked.

He nodded in satisfaction, took off his rain cape, and then contemplated his next route.

The next places to go were no more than four.

One was the dormitory of the children; the other two were where the welfare institute’s office staff lived and their office area.

The last one was the director’s office of the welfare institute.

After all, it was only in these places one could find some traces of the plan the director and the children, Jiuyuan, Xue Zhu, and Changchuan, originally had to escape.

Just as Shengong Mu said, they were only a little over nine years old at that time, and the oldest ’Jiuyuan’ was only twelve.

These children must have gone through some thinking and planning to devise a method to escape Rain Hall.

Maybe they also left some handwritten notes, those kinds of things they used to communicate.

And to investigate those things, searching the children’s dormitory was undoubtedly the wisest choice.

Beichuan Si already had a plan in mind.

Just as he was about to step forward to search, Nishijou Kurenai suddenly jumped onto his head, gripping the roots of his hair with her round arms.

"Is there something?" Beichuan Si took Nishijou Kurenai off the top of his head, looked at her fluttering form, and asked.

Nishijou Kurenai’s round arms pointed to the right.

At the entrance of the western building, there was a dark corridor to the right.

Beichuan Si had noticed this corridor at the start.

However, because the corridor’s left side looked like a dining hall kitchen, Beichuan Si ignored it.

But now Nishijou Kurenai wanted him to take a look...

This little one wouldn’t act without reason.

Beichuan Si stuffed her back into his collar, thought for a moment, then took his entrenching tool in hand and headed towards the corridor.

The corridor, about five to six meters in length, had picture frames hanging on both sides, mostly depicting religious paintings.

Beichuan Si didn’t spend much time entering it.

Turned out, the corridor wasn’t like what Beichuan Si had imagined, leading to a kitchen.

At the end of the corridor, Beichuan Si saw a small office.

There were record books of various sizes placed on its desk.

Among this stack of record books, Beichuan Si spotted one with a list of dormitory numbers and the names of the registered residents.

Nishijou Kurenai, at some point, had crawled out from Beichuan Si’s collar and was extending her round hand to pat Beichuan Si’s face, seemingly wanting him to praise her.

"Well done."

Beichuan Si poked her chubby cheek with his finger and praised her frankly.

After receiving Beichuan Si’s praise, Nishijou Kurenai happily performed a forward somersault on the spot.

Standing steadily, she must have also practiced a lot in private.

Beichuan Si no longer paid attention to Nishijou Kurenai and proceeded to pick up the register.

This register listed the personnel changes in the welfare institute and the names of the children in each dormitory.

It must be said, this time Nishijou Kurenai had indeed made a great contribution.

With this register in hand, it also saved Beichuan Si a lot of time.

Next was to find the names of Jiuyuan, Xue Zhu, Changchuan, and Shengong Mu from it.

As long as he found these people’s names, Beichuan Si could save a substantial amount of time from searching for each room one by one.

With that mindset, Beichuan Si opened the cover, which was starting to fluff, the record book that felt so lightweight in his hands.

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