This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 87. Everywhere but Tokyo Is Countryside

Chapter 87: Chapter 87. Everywhere but Tokyo Is Countryside

"Sanmu Abandoned Doll Factory?" Tsukishima Risa really hadn’t expected Beichuan Si to bring up the matter on his own,

but given the abilities Beichuan Si might be hiding, she seemed to understand a bit.

Since he was clearly not afraid of these supernatural and strange tales, it was quite normal for him to ask her for some information.

Since Beichuan Si had spoken up, Tsukishima Risa naturally didn’t hesitate to sit back down and asked in a soft voice, "I can still vaguely recall what specifically happened that day, but I don’t know what Beichuan wants to know...?"

She tilted her head, her expressive large eyes gazing at Beichuan Si.

The Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory might be harboring a medium-strength vengeful spirit, so it was only natural for Beichuan Si to thoroughly inquire about the matter.

"Miss Tsukishima, did anything odd happen after you and President Qian Xia entered the Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory?"

"Odd things... I don’t think I remember anything like that..." Tsukishima Risa furrowed her brows, continuing uncertainly, "It’s also possible that Qian Xia Chiyuki and I were in such a hurry looking for the ’Sanmu Name Wall’ that we didn’t pay attention to our surroundings."

"The Sanmu Name Wall?" Beichuan Si heard the new term and was visibly intrigued.

Qian Xia Chiyuki interjected, "That’s the very famous urban legend associated with the Sanmu Puppet Factory. It’s said that if two people leave their names on the Name Wall, they’ll forever remain friends."

"If it’s between a man and a woman, they will be in love forever, so the Name Wall is also a well-known haunted site."

Beichuan Si didn’t understand what was so romantic about confessing one’s feelings amidst rust and decayed factory buildings, but many young people in Japan, Tokyo, really did buy into this sort of thing.

In Tokyo there’s a famous saying, ’Apart from Tokyo, it’s all countryside.’

This expression also reveals the economic development of the Tokyo Metropolitan Area is indeed distorted.

Among these distortions, there are many sentimental people or those seeking thrills due to a lack of fun in their lives.

"It’s said that the Name Wall is hidden in the deepest part of the Sanmu Puppet Factory, but that day a sudden flurry of rain and snow started, and Qian Xia Chiyuki and I only got halfway before we turned back. After that, it was just as Beichuan saw." Tsukishima Risa took over the conversation.

"Did Senior Tsukishima bring anything back from the Sanmu Puppet Factory at that time?"

Beichuan Si hadn’t forgotten about the pale white orb found in the Lisha’s house.

"Bring something back? I don’t understand what you mean, Beichuan." After thinking for a long time, Tsukishima Risa ultimately shook her head, saying with certainty, "I shouldn’t have brought anything from the factory."

Tsukishima Risa had no reason to lie about this, and her face remained as usual, which cast doubts in Beichuan Si’s mind.

Tsukishima Risa indeed brought back a pale white orb that ended up entangling her with a grudge.

Yet she herself said she hadn’t brought anything back.

This didn’t match with reality at all.

But the pale white orb had indeed appeared, and if it wasn’t Tsukishima Risa who brought it, then there must have been someone else involved.

Beichuan Si had already seen in the email from Qian Xia Chiyuki that it wasn’t just the two of them who went to explore the Sanmu Puppet Factory, but also students from their own and other schools.

If it wasn’t Tsukishima Risa, then surely someone had slipped the pale white orb into Tsukishima Risa’s belongings.

But why would that person do so? Where did the student get the pale white orb from?

Now the information was too scarce, and with the curse on Magong Tong to deal with, Beichuan Si didn’t have the time to seek out those students from the other schools.

He could only get the names and schools of the students who were with Qian Xia Chiyuki that day for future reference.

It’s worth mentioning that Beichuan Si brought up the issue of dreams afterward.

The response from Tsukishima Risa was almost identical to that of Qian Xia Chiyuki.

Both of them dreamt that they were running through the Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory, where countless eerily white dolls climbed over each other like arthropods... the ceiling, the ground, the walls... they were everywhere.

In the beginning, Tsukishima Risa could escape, but as the dream progressed and gradually aligned with reality, countless dolls surged towards her, toppling her to the ground.

Even now, Tsukishima Risa could still feel the intense pain of her skin and limbs being torn off.

So, when talking about this topic, Tsukishima Risa also displayed a feeling of nausea halfway through. But in the end, she still told Beichuan Si everything she had encountered in her dreams.

"Beichuan, we’ll take our leave now. I hope the information I’ve given you will be helpful to you,"

"Mhm," Beichuan Si murmured, watching Qian Xia Chiyuki and Tsukishima Risa leave.

Beichuan Si would eventually get to the bottom of the Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory incident; after all, there were many benefits associated with medium-grade spirits, and he had no reason not to go.

But before heading to the Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory, the curse on Magong Tong had to be resolved first.

A curse that could linger around Magong Tong for many years and even affect others would certainly not be of a lower grade than the Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory.

Beichuan Si turned around and saw Shen Gu Mirai standing at the door, her eyes gleaming brightly as she looked at him.

After observing Beichuan Si up and down for a long time, she finally spoke:

"Mr. Temple, welcome home."

"Mhm," Beichuan Si nodded, his usually stern face softening considerably: "Thank you for taking care of Hui Li these last few days. She doesn’t seem to have been spoiled."

"Does that mean—" Shen Gu Mirai’s bright eyes flickered with light.

"I will keep my promise..." Beichuan Si was just about to finish his sentence when a bulging little head popped up beside his neck.

The little doll, as if alive, was eagerly trying to climb out by prying open Beichuan Si’s collar, but she quickly sensed that the atmosphere was a bit off.

Turning her little head, she found herself face to face with the curious-eyed Shen Gu Mirai.

Nishijou Kurenai stopped.

Then, stiff as a board, she fell to the ground with a plop.

Shen Gu Mirai could even see the guilty look in the other’s eyes as they turned away.

Hmm...

Shen Gu Mirai blinked.

She first glanced at Nishijou Kurenai, who had fallen to the ground, then at Beichuan Si. Her lips moved as if she wanted to ask something, but then she closed them again.

Beichuan Si picked up Nishijou Kurenai, patted her little head, and calmly said to Shen Gu Mirai, "Don’t make that stifled face, it’s exactly what you’re thinking."

Hiding such a thing was utterly pointless; it was better to speak of it himself.

After all, Shen Gu Mirai was indeed very intuitive in some respects.

Hearing Beichuan Si’s confirmation, Shen Gu Mirai’s eyes twinkled uncontrollably with curiosity.

Seeing her look, Nishijou Kurenai in Beichuan Si’s hand couldn’t help but shudder.