This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 454 - 303: A Small Doll Hanging on the Shoulder (4000 words)

Chapter 454: Chapter 303: A Small Doll Hanging on the Shoulder (4000 words)

The outline of Jishi Park in the darkness was especially distinct, but this clarity made the few remaining buildings all the more sinister.

Mr. Beichuan and his group had walked almost the whole way from their guesthouse with only their flashlights piercing the darkness.

This area was part of the old district, lacking even streetlights outside, and the deep darkness unwittingly filled them with unease.

The group climbed over a low iron gate and walked past a fallen signboard, heading straight onto the path leading to the Valley of Scares.

Rustling sounds came from the overgrown bushes, as if something were hiding within.

"The bushes are moving!" Hobu Tian, who had been highly alert, suddenly exclaimed.

He stared at the bush to his right with a terrified look as if to say, ’The bushes moved; I’m not playing anymore’.

Mr. Beichuan glanced at the bush then withdrew his gaze, his eyebrows not flickering in the slightest; "It’s nothing."

"No, it really moved! There’s definitely something in there!" Hobu Tian shouted loudly.

"It’s nothing." Mr. Beichuan repeated.

"But—" Hobu Tian opened his mouth, but eventually he swallowed his words.

Mr. Beichuan didn’t care about his reaction. He turned his head and called out, "Let’s keep going."

And just as he turned his head back—

Something burst out from the bushes beside Mr. Beichuan.

It was a woman.

Her face pale and ferocious, her eyes filled with resentment, her hair disheveled, and her limbs twisted and elongated...

Black liquid dribbled from the corners of her mouth, her mouth wide open!

BANG!!!

Standing next to Mr. Beichuan, Gongben Naoki, who hadn’t even had the chance to scream in terror, was stunned.

There was something on her face.

Gongben Naoki instinctively touched her own face.

Drip...

A stinking, black viscous liquid along with a purplish-black piece of eyeball slid into her palm.

The next moment,

Gongben Naoki let out a scream of utmost terror.

Under such a piercing scream, Mr. Beichuan withdrew his fist that was surrounded by a dark mist, his gaze calmly shifting back, "I said it’s nothing."

"Mr. Beichuan! You! You!"

Tanaka Takashi was flailing his hands, clearly losing his composure over the sudden occurrence.

Mr. Beichuan’s face and body were splattered with various chunks of flesh and black blood foam, looking absolutely messy.

If Mr. Beichuan walked into the guesthouse like this, the innkeeper would definitely call the police.

It took him a while to catch Mr. Beichuan’s attention.

Mr. Beichuan quickly grasped what Tanaka Takashi meant, waved his hand dismissively, and said, "It’s okay, this stuff will disappear soon, don’t worry about it, just—"

He looked at Gongben Naoki.

It was hard to understand how this young girl was constructed, her screams of terror coming wave after wave as if they would never stop.

"Stop yelling. It’s already taken care of." Mr. Beichuan shook his head.

Initially, he had intended to prepare Gongben Naoki for the possibility that her sister might also be killed by a slap like this, but given Gongben Naoki’s current performance, that seemed unlikely.

Under the stimulation of Mr. Beichuan’s cold voice, Gongben Naoki finally regained some composure. She took a deep breath, stopped crying, and threw away the eyeball in her hand, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"It really exists..." Hobu Tian also became scared.

Although Mr. Beichuan had mentioned something about resentful spirits, actually seeing these things was still frightening.

This was a human reaction, after all.

Unlike Gongben Naoki and Hobu Tian, Tanaka Takashi and Yamakou Hideyasu managed to remain more composed.

Their faces had turned slightly pale, but they weren’t so frightened that their limbs went weak.

This was already an improvement.

In the past at Xucha High School, Mr. Beichuan was almost knocked down by these panicked fools with desk chairs.

Mr. Beichuan cast his random thoughts aside, "Let’s keep going, the haunted house is almost here."

The group finally started moving forward again.

At this time, no one dared to contradict Mr. Beichuan; everyone was afraid of being left behind in this haunted place.

"If the haunted house reappears as we walk past it, can we let Mr. Beichuan go in alone to eradicate all those resentful spirits while we stand outside without holding him back?" Hobu Tian suggested beside him.

Mr. Beichuan stopped in his tracks at these words, then his chilly voice came forth:

"Me going in alone isn’t much of an issue, the key is you all. According to the midnight haunted house guidelines, if it’s midnight and you still haven’t entered the haunted house, something might directly strike at you."

Uh—

Indeed, the midnight haunted house guidelines stated that refusal to participate was prohibited.

If the reviewers refused...

Even Mr. Beichuan wasn’t sure what might happen.

"Besides, staying by my side is safer than one or two people staying outside alone, so you don’t really need to worry about that," Mr. Beichuan explained, then stopped caring about the people behind him and turned his head to continue walking forward.

After a while, Mr. Beichuan raised his head to look at the gloomy and terrifying building in front of him, his tone calm:

"We’ve arrived."

The moment Mr. Beichuan’s words fell, a chilling, prolonged laughter filled the surroundings.

During this bout of laughter, crimson spotlight beams from an unknown source hit the haunted house building.

Only then did Hobu Tian and the others see the entirety of the haunted house building.

The crimson wide-open mouth displaying ghastly white teeth, the hair messy and disheveled, a large red nose...

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