Hunter Doujin - Rainy Day Secret

It was as if someone was spying in the dark, cutting her with a knife from time to time, but when she went to check, there was no one there.But the pain on his body did not subside, but there was no wound.She was agitated by this behavior of hiding in the dark and doing bad things, but suddenly thought of something, calmed down, and thought, what would that man do if he was there?

Judging from the current situation, regardless of whether the person attacking him is a human or a ghost, if he does not inflict substantial damage on himself when he has no power to fight back, either he does not want to or he cannot. The answer is obviously the latter.

But I was in a vast expanse, and I couldn't even see a ghost, only inexplicable singing and attacks from time to time.Ah, singing!She knew that nothing would appear in vain, and everything had its meaning of existence, just like this obscuring fog, it must be to cover something behind the fog.And the singing... Thinking of this, she closed her eyes, trying to feel the position of that thing through the singing.The singing sounded from far to near, and when it was about to reach her, it suddenly drifted away, repeated several times.

It seems that the singing is probably just a cover-up.

At this moment, she felt something approaching her, the breath was very weak, if she hadn't actively shielded the influence of the fog and the singing, she would have been unable to detect it at all.She opened her eyes and looked towards the place where the breath came from, but only saw a phantom, and only then did she feel pain in her neck.

She settled down, as if she had suddenly opened up.

It turned out that although this thing was extremely fast, its figure was not invisible. The reason why I had no resistance just now was because I was confused by the fog and singing; It is unorganized and difficult to guard against; moreover, the pain sensation is stimulated by the nerve endings, and the signal is transmitted to the central nervous system, and the brain receives the information before further processing and action. Although this process is extremely short, if the other party The speed is too fast, and he is unprepared, it is entirely possible that he will not notice the pain until the attacker disappears.Therefore, to catch the opponent before it disappears, one must predict its attack in advance.But to be honest, what are the nerve endings and the central nervous system?Kettle blinked in confusion, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he simply ignored it.

Kettle closed his eyes again, held his breath, and carefully felt the imperceptible breath.After repeated several times, he finally caught the thing before it escaped.Kettle opened her eyes abruptly, but the pain in her hand made her relax her strength reflexively, and the thing disappeared instantly.Although it was only for a moment, Ketel still saw the face of that thing clearly, it turned out to be the boy who was tied to the throne just now!

Now that he knows the method, the next thing to do is to catch that young man and ask him for clarification.But she waited for a while, but the boy hid and never appeared again.In the thick white mist, there are only strange singing voices floating around...

Kettle knew that it was best to stay where she was at this moment, but she didn't want to sit still, and she didn't want to be abandoned by that man, so she couldn't do it now, so she simply walked in the direction of the singing.

"That's not burning sea water, it's daffodils blooming all over the place."

Come on, come on, come here

Frost falls on the shore, but summer is underwater

come on come on dance

I saw it, saw it..."

The singing was repeated over and over again, but this time it stopped abruptly.

Kettle knew it was weird, but she looked around but found nothing unusual. When she turned her head back, she met a pair of blood-red eyes. She was so frightened that there was a bang in her head, and her scream was stuck in her throat.

A trace of coolness wound down from Ketel's brain, spread over her ears, and covered her whole body little by little.Kettle opened his eyes wide because of fear, and even stopped breathing.

A sinister smile suddenly leaked out of those eyes, "I saw it, I saw it..." The thing murmured and repeated.

As soon as the thing pulled some distance away from her, its fingers stretched out towards her face, heading straight for her eyes.

Kettle's already stiff body became tense again due to the opponent's movements, and he became unsteady and fell straight backwards.

The thing was caught off guard, and it lost its hand for a moment, and anger was wrapped in its eyes, and it rushed towards Ketel.

Kettle couldn't do what it wanted, it just rolled and hid to the side.

It was a little farther away, so Kettle had the opportunity to get a glimpse of the whole picture of this thing.A head of messy curly hair covers most of its face, and only the blue-gray skin can be vaguely glimpsed through the gaps in the hair. The limbs are slender, the chest is slightly protruding, and the white dress stretches straight to the bare, bare feet. above.

No, something is wrong...

Eyes... where are its eyes? !

Kettle opened her eyes and observed its face carefully, but it was difficult to find the pair of eyes that made her tremble from the cover of layers of messy hair.She felt her hairs stand on end, and the fear that had faded with time came back again.

At this moment, the thing suddenly turned around.Kettle was wondering why it left suddenly, but the back of the thing appeared in her eyes, it was the boy!

The boy was staring at her with blood-red eyes full of anger, and it seemed that he planned to fight her.

What to do, resist with bare hands?

Whatever it is, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it.

In a daze, the thing floated in front of Ketel.Kettle dodged sideways, but the corner of his eye was still scratched.She squinted her eyes in pain, and forced herself to keep them open, not letting go of the thing's slightest movement.

coming!After a few dodges, Ketel suddenly paused, the thing seemed to have noticed it, and seized this opening to attack Ketel.The thing's right hand was like a blade, and it cut two [-]-[-]cm cuts obliquely from Ketel's left chest to his shoulder, and blood gushed out.

Seeing that the attack succeeded, the thing was secretly happy, but suddenly let out a scream.

It turned out that Kettle used himself as a bait, turned around and went straight for the "boy"'s eyes.Kettle didn't have time to think about why he had such skillful attacking skills, his index finger and middle finger were bent into a hook shape, and with one force, he dug out those angry eyes.

Before he had time to think more, Kettle stood still after a few steps and turned around.She saw the thing slumped to the ground, suddenly became silent, and then disappeared into a cloud of flying ash.

Knot, is it over?Kettle couldn't believe it.After a slight relaxation of the nerves, there was a buzzing in the ears, and the sound of the pounding heartbeat suddenly became clear.She bit her trembling lower lip tightly, resisting the sticky feeling, and wanted to raise her right hand to her eyes, but she seemed to lose all strength suddenly, and it took three tries before she succeeded.

Kettle stared blankly at the two blood-stained spheres, his stomach churning.But she didn't dare to throw it away, the thing turned into flying ash when it left the "eyes". It seems that this thing is the culprit, why, why not... Thinking of this, she used her right hand to smash the thing, but Hearing a person exclaim "Don't!" The voice is strange and familiar, as if you can hear it every day, but you can't recognize it.

She felt weak for a while, and just passed out like this.

The author has something to say: 1. Every time I write about being in trouble, I feel like I dug a hole for myself...

2. This is really...maybe...maybe...not a horror novel...is it?