Today was somewhat strange.

Ookubo Hayato looked up.

The apartment building was still the same building, but it felt oddly different.

It was like staring at a familiar kanji for too long, until it becomes unrecognizable.

"Do I live in this apartment building?"

He muttered softly to himself.

Why did the apartment building in front of him increasingly resemble the one where that girl and Yasui Kaoru had died?

"It can't be, it can't be, I moved away from there a long time ago."

Ookubo Hayato shook his head, whispering to himself in ragged breaths.

Muttering to himself, a particularly anxious mood arose from within.

Damn it...

Wasn't it all because of that damned Ruyue Nao that he was in such a wretched state?

Every day he still lived in fear, as if dreading a vengeful spirit would leap from some dark corner to drag him into the shadows.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

There seemed to be a clear sound echoing in the night.

The night wind rolled back a cold chill, making Ookubo Hayato shrink his neck.

Under such weather, he cursed a few times but still reluctantly entered the apartment building.

Stepping inside the apartment.

The dry heat of summer returned.

This made Ookubo Hayato relax quite a bit.

He exhaled lightly, then glanced sideways at the elevator doors as they shut.

It didn't matter.

He hadn't used the elevator recently anyway, choosing to take the stairs every time.

Ookubo Hayato rubbed his hands together, then turned towards the stairwell.

Today was different, the stairwell was a bit dark.

"The light's broken?"

Ookubo Hayato's steps halted.

He looked up.

He noticed that even the floors above were without light.

The stacked double staircases seemed to have been swallowed by darkness, radiating a deep bone-chilling cold.

In such a state, even Ookubo Hayato was unwilling to go upstairs from here.

He stepped back into the foyer, hesitated for a moment, then headed for the elevator.

You had to say, Ookubo Hayato was lucky.

The elevator, just like before, was on the first floor, but as if fate was playing tricks, the doors were about to close again.

In such a situation, Ookubo Hayato couldn't help but call out:

"Excuse me, please wait a moment."

The person inside seemed to hear his call and reopened the elevator doors for him.

"Thank you very much."

Ookubo Hayato, who barely squeezed into the elevator, nodded a thank you to the young woman standing next to the elevator buttons.

The young woman ignored Ookubo Hayato and just click-clacked the elevator doors to close again.

After, she retreated behind Ookubo Hayato.

Her silence throughout made Ookubo Hayato somewhat curious, he sneaked peeks at the young woman through the reflective surface inside the elevator.

From the somewhat blurry reflective surface, he could see that the woman had an exquisite face shape, but because her bangs were too long and covered her eyes, she exuded an inexplicable gloom.

The elevator started up again.

Ookubo Hayato, who had been busy sneaking glimpses at the other person, hurriedly walked to the elevator buttons.

He pressed for the eighth floor where he was headed, and then realized something was off.

On the bright red elevator buttons in front of him, four floor numbers were lit up.

2.

4.

1.

8.

Besides the eighth floor, which he had pressed, there must be three other floors that the young woman behind him had chosen?

What was this? A prank?

He just raised his head intending to turn around and ask.

But then, Ookubo Hayato saw the scene behind him reflected in the polished interior of the elevator.

The woman was no longer the young and beautiful one.

Instead, standing there was a woman with slender arms, her shape twisted.

Her long bangs covered her face, preventing him from seeing it clearly.

Only the cold, resentful eyes peeking out from beneath the bangs sent a chill through Ookubo Hayato.

His gaze moved downward.

Ookubo Hayato opened his mouth wide in shock.

A dark iron spike was nailed into the woman's neck.

Dark fluid drip-drip-dripped onto the floor.

Her pale, slender hand held a hammer and iron spike.

At that moment.

The hammer and iron spike struck each other, making a clear ringing sound—

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

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