Tokyo Ghost Diary

——"Human, say your name."

It was not a question, nor a request, but an order, an order that could not be disobeyed.

Yamada Eihito sat paralyzed on the ground, stared at by those majestic golden eyes with a halo, his expression gradually changed from shock and horror to blankness and hollowness, and then, his mouth spoke his name completely without any control of his brain. : "Yamada Nagahito."

The moment he said his name, Yamada Nagahito, whose consciousness had gradually gone blank, suddenly felt that his mind was being peered into.

Then, before his thoughts completely disappeared, the beautiful but majestic voice came into his ears again: "I order you in the name of the Vankaloga clan. Your name will be used by me."

Incomparably severe pain overwhelmed Yamada Eihito's soul, but his mouth was open, and except for the slight sound of "ho ho" in his throat, he was unable to utter even the slightest scream.

He reached out toward the blonde girl tremblingly, as if he wanted to beg for mercy, but he immediately discovered to his horror that his arm was rapidly drying up... It wasn't just his arms that were drying up, his whole body was drying up quickly.

About two seconds later, Yamada Eihito tilted his neck and fell to the ground - he was dead.

The blond girl suspended in mid-air stared indifferently at the mummy lying on the ground. Obvious disgust flashed in her eyes, but it was immediately replaced by a touch of helplessness. The halo in her eyes slowly extinguished, and then her entire figure It turned into a red shadow and penetrated into the shriveled corpse along the tiny holes on Yamada Eihito's neck that she had previously made with her fingernails.

The whole body of the corpse quickly swelled and filled up again. Except that the skin seemed to become a little paler, it was no different from before.

"Yamada Nagahito" opened his eyes, and the golden light in the depths of his eyes flashed away.

He stood up quickly with one hand on the ground, walked out of the narrow alley in a few steps, and blended into the crowd of people around him as if nothing happened.

Not long after "Yamada Nagahito" left, a black Lamborghini quietly stopped at the entrance of the previous alley. The doors on both sides were opened. A man and a woman, two young men dressed in British style, got out of the car. Up and down.

The two looked around, focusing especially on the narrow alley. After making sure there was nothing unusual, they looked at each other without saying a word, then boarded the car again in tacit agreement and left.

......

The glow of the setting sun shone on Hoshino Gen's eyelids through the large floor-to-ceiling windows. His slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and soon he quietly opened his eyes.

The first thing that appeared in front of the eyes was not an unfamiliar ceiling, but a touch of crystal white.

With an expressionless expression, he casually pulled away the long silver-white hair that covered his face, and then pulled away Tamamo Mae's calf that was hanging on his body. Gen Hoshino looked around and remembered that he was now in a manor outside London. Room.

The room is large, but it doesn't look empty against the main colors of black and white. It has a two-meter-long bed, a set of stylish-looking sofas, a huge TV that takes up half of the wall, and the entire room looks like a chess board. The carpets, the paintings on the walls, the piano in the corner of the room, the game console next to the TV, and even a long list of character figurines from "Crayon Shin-chan" are placed on the desk...

All kinds of brand-new furniture and decorations, coupled with the shape of the room itself, even if the most picky person moves in, they probably won't be able to find any faults other than personal preference.

Staring at the figures on the desk, Gen Hoshino recalled with empty eyes what happened after arriving at the manor in the morning. His mother took him, Rin and Tamamo to meet his grandparents.

Grandpa is a very graceful old gentleman, but when getting along with him, he seems to be a bit soft-tempered. On the contrary, grandma, who seems to be an elegant and kind old lady, is stronger.

But this seems to be a matter of course. Grandma is the current title holder of Isabel's family and the head of the family, while grandpa is just a bride-in-law.

As for their treatment of Gen Hoshino, the grandson whom they met for the first time, the two old men were generally quite kind and expressed a warm welcome to his arrival. However, after all, it was just a one-time relationship, and they could not tell the difference between them. Beyond the surface.

——Of course, even if he has other thoughts, Hoshino Gen doesn't care. After all, he is only here for a few days and will go back soon.

After meeting his grandparents, the two most important people in the manor, his mother sent someone to take him to this room so that he could have a good rest and wait for the dinner after he woke up. At that time, he would be introduced to other people in the manor. know.

To be honest, Hoshino Gen doesn't care at all who is in the manor. If possible, he would rather go out and walk around the city streets in London and see the exotic scenery after waking up. Looking for something supernatural in a foreign country...

If the situation and time were different, he would naturally maintain his own attitude towards life, but not now. He would come to the UK just for... or rather, because of his mother.

At least the process of "recognition of relatives" that the mother hopes to see most should be completed.

Just as he was thinking this, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

Hoshino Gen raised his hand and rubbed his temples, got out of bed and opened the door that was locked by him.

Outside the door of the room, Liz stood there with her hands behind her back and a pair of big bright eyes. The girl raised her head and looked at Gen Hoshino with her blue eyes. She shouted in a somewhat weird Japanese with a smile. Said: "Onii-chan!"

"..." Gen Hoshino couldn't help but remain silent. Of course he knew that this girl wanted to call him "brother" in Japanese, but the problem was that the other person's pronunciation——

"onichann" is not my brother, it is devil sauce. It can be used to curse people. If you remove the sauce and compare it to Chinese, it can probably be equivalent to the degree of harm of "not a son of man".

And if you add Jiang, it will be a bit weird. After all, considering the social atmosphere these days, even words like "idiot" and "idiot" can be used to act coquettishly. If you compare it to Chinese, I guess you have to use "little silly b" "Only words of this level can describe the lethality of this sentence "onichann".

That is to say, Gen Hoshino knew how poor the Japanese proficiency of the little British lolita in front of him was, otherwise he would have kicked her out with a smile.

Ignoring the insignificant language difference, Gen Hoshino did not correct Liz's pronunciation, but directly asked in English: "What's wrong?"

Liz, who was completely unaware that she had just scolded her cousin, was still smiling: "Aunt Tilina asked me to see if you got up. The dinner will start in half an hour."