My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 29 The Train to Hell 2
The doors closed slowly, and the tram began to move.

Fujiwara Xingkong stood in the tram and looked out the window, his gaze met another gaze in mid-air.

The security guards in blue uniforms stood in the howling wind and waved goodbye to the departing tram.

Turning around to look inside the car, a person with the same pale face was hiding in the seat of the tram and praying with both hands.

Who is true and who is false?
Or are they all fake?

Fujiwara Xingkong looked up at the station schedule on the door, and the nearest station arrived in 5 minutes.

Yukino Risa sat on the bench and waved to him.

There are six passengers in this carriage.

They are the security guard, the man in the suit, Mrs. JK, the four-eyed brother, the little bald head, and the two of them.

After getting in the car, the seats scattered on both sides, except for the uncle security guard who looked strange, the others all looked normal.

Fujiwara Xingkong went to Yukino Risa and sat down, intending to play with the phone for a while, but just turned on the screen, but found that there was no signal at all.

Sitting around is boring.

He turned his head and looked at the little bald man sitting on his left.

The little bald head was also looking at him curiously.

The two stared at each other for a while, and the little bald head asked, "Monster?"

Fujiwara Hoshizo shook his head.

"Humanity?"

Fujiwara Hoshizora nodded.

The little bald head clasped his hands together, "Don't be nervous, I'm just an ordinary person, my name is Kongwu, what about you?"

"Fujiwara Xingkong, besides, I'm not nervous, I'm just a little bored."

"That's it." Kong Wu took out a basic comic book from the wide pocket of the monk's robe and handed it over.

"I had expected it a long time ago, so I brought a few comic books in advance to relieve my boredom."

Yukino Risa suddenly poked her head over and asked, "Are you from Kansai?"

Kong Wu replied: "The little monk comes from the Kinkakuji Temple in Kyoto."

In the next second, Yukino Risa pulled Fujiwara Xingkong to the other side, complaining non-stop: "You are not allowed to talk to the Kansai bumpkin!"

"Nouveau riche in Kanto." Kong Wu let out a sneer, flipping through the manga by himself.

Fujiwara Xingkong helplessly smiled.

Kanto people and Kansai people despise each other, and fights have a long history.

For the Kansai people, they just look down on the Kanto people, thinking that the Kanto people are nouveau riche, impersonal, and have no cultural heritage.What's so great about Tokyo being the capital? Neither Kyoto nor Nara has ever been the capital.

Kanto people also look down on Kansai people, thinking that Kansai people are bumpkins, profiteers since ancient times, always clinging to the glory of the past, and have the ability to catch up with Kanto's economy in advance.

It is certain that a 28-year-old Tokyo old woman like Yukino Risa is unhappy with Kansai people. Although an outsider like Fujiwara Xingkong does not have such a deep obsession, he will not sing against her in such a meaningless matter.

The tram is running at high speed.

5 minutes passed quickly.

No stops.

10 minutes passed, still no stop.

At this time, the passengers on the tram, except for Fujiwara Xingkong and Kongwu, have fallen into a deep sleep.

When the time came to 11:30, the tram still did not stop and was still traveling at a high speed of 70 kilometers per hour.

All the passengers were still sleeping as if they were dead, and the atmosphere in the carriage was extremely depressing.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look." Yukino Risa suddenly stood up and dragged Fujiwara Xingkong to another carriage.

Along the way, we passed three or four carriages.

Yukino Risa's eyes wandered around,

All the passengers were seen standing or standing silently, their heads lowered, like people burying their heads deep in their chests during prayer, their breathing weak, and their bodies stiff.

This applies to everyone, from the elderly, to children, to office workers in uniform.

The whole tram has fallen into a dead silence at this time.

It's weird and scalp-numbing, as if you've stepped into a hell tram bound for Huangquan.

After stepping into the fourth carriage, Yukino Risa rubbed her eyes suddenly and opened them again.

The two had already walked back to the carriage they had set off from.

Same as when they left, except for Sora who was reading the manga with relish, the others fell into a deep sleep.

"Did you find anything?" she asked quietly.

"We have now fallen into the urban legend of Kisaragi Station, and we can only get out if we break through it."

Yukino Risa pulled him back to his original position and sat down.

The time came to 0:19.

"Boom" a loud bang exploded in my ears.

The entire tram suddenly shook, a rumbling sound filled the ears, and the surrounding light rapidly decreased and dimmed. In the end, only the lamps in the tram shed dim light.

Fujiwara Xingkong looked out the window, the tram was passing through a completely dark tunnel at a very high speed.

The loud noise just now came from the sudden acceleration of the tram and the sudden change in wind pressure when it broke into the tunnel.

This train will not pass through any tunnels on its normal route.

And as time passed bit by bit, Ben's tram still didn't run out of the darkness, and there was no light in front of him.

"It's the Isakin Tunnel." Yukino Risa leaned against his ear and whispered, "The non-existent Isakin Tunnel."

Fujiwara Xingkong was not surprised, this was already in his expectation.

In contrast, he was more interested in the little monk named Kongwu.

The carriage is like a horror movie atmosphere, the lights are dim, the passengers are unconscious, the tunnel is cramped, and unknown dangers are watching in the dark.

But why, why can a guy who calls himself an ordinary person read comics with gusto in such an atmosphere?
Moreover, it is still 18+ comics!

Fujiwara Hoshizo glanced at the magnificent heavy weight on the cover of the comic book, and the coquettish gesture...

Can't help but ask: "Is it good-looking?"

Kong Wu raised his head from the comic book and looked at Fujiwara Hoshikora with the look of a teachable and like-minded person.

They ignored the outside of the carriage. In the dark tunnel, when the tram passed by with faint lights, they could vaguely see the dried human blood splashed on the wall.

Dense, pitch-black, leech-like soft bodies crawled over the blood at a high speed, dragging the blood and leaving behind terrifying traces.

creak creak...

They made disgusting noises, like thousands of stinky cockroaches coming out of the pusy drains, gnawing on the speeding tram.

The time came to 0:30.

The train body shook violently.

There was a continuous loud sound of "dong dong dong" from the roof of the car, like a stone from the top of the tunnel fell off and hit the roof of the car.

dong dong dong dong dong dong dong!
more and more dense.

There were disturbing sounds amidst the loud bang, murmurs and hisses, and the sound of sharp things scraping through glass and steel.

The passengers in the carriage were also awakened one after another, and they all looked out the window blankly.

In the howling wind, the train "boomed" through the tunnel.

All the noise disappeared instantly, and everything returned to its original state of silence.

And when driving out of the tunnel, Yukino Risa suddenly shivered, and there was a faint chill behind her.

"This feeling is right."

She can be sure that she is definitely not in the human world now.

(End of this chapter)