tokyo creator

Chapter 145 One Point (Day2-Rainy Day-1130 AM)

The clear morning did not last as long as one wished.In the morning, the sky became overcast again.Near noon, it began to rain again.

And, the lower it gets, the bigger it gets.

After passing through the noisy rain curtain, Hui Yuanchu and Zhe Lukui once again returned to the porch of the back door of the mansion in the abandoned northwest campus.

Now that Hui Yuanchu knows, it should be called the Old Rose Hall.

Looking back, he took one last look at Aoi Oruru, who was a little further away. Seeing her making a ready gesture, Haihara placed the ID card given by Yoshiko Sato on the sensing area next to the door frame.

There was a "beep" sound, the indicator light next to the sensing area turned green, and at the same time a slight "click" sound came from somewhere, and the door lock was released.

Hui Yuanchu grasped the door handle, turned it, and opened the door easily.

Immediately, a smell full of stale musty smell rushed out from the darkness inside the door.

Frowning and wiping away the scent, Hui Yuanchu walked in directly.

The room was dark, and there was no sound.

Hui Yuanchu adjusted his night vision and saw clearly the scene in front of him - it was a short corridor with gray-white walls, and on the left was a pile of debris at the bottom of a staircase.

Outside the exit not far ahead, there was a deeper darkness.

Zhe Lukui also followed in quietly, and at the same time gently closed the door behind her.

There was another "click", and the sound of rain and light outside the door were suddenly cut off.

Both of them unconsciously paused for a moment in the falling darkness.

Hui Yuanchu can still see it.He turned around and saw Orokui standing there, her face tense, her hands grabbing in the air twice in vain, as if she was trying to find him but couldn't find him.

So he sighed, reached out and held her hand.

At that moment, Orokui's whole body shook and she almost jumped up.But fortunately, she reacted in time, suppressed her movements forcibly, and breathed a silent sigh of relief.

In order to free up his hands to deal with exploration and emergencies, Hui Yuanchu led her hand, letting her grab the back of his clothes, and then walked forward.

The corridor was very short. After ten steps, they had left the corridor and entered a spacious hall.

The darkness receded somewhat.

Zhe Lukui behind him let go and no longer held his clothes tightly.

On the one hand, it was because her eyes had begun to adapt to the darkness.

On the other hand, it is also because the hall is indeed slightly brighter than the corridor.Although all the glass windows are drawn with thick curtains, some light still shines in.

Hui Yuan initially realized that this should be the front hall of the old Rose Hall.

It seems that the first half of the first floor of the old Rose Hall is the front hall after entering from the main entrance, and the second half is the storage room, kitchen, bathroom, stairs to the second floor and other structures.

The corridor they just entered passed through the entire back half of the area, connecting the back door with the front hall and the main entrance.

This is a very common house structure... Moreover, Hui Yuan had a familiar feeling.

Hui Yuanchu suddenly stopped.At the same time, Zelukui's breathing suddenly became disordered.

In the dark and clear field of vision, in front of them, near the sofa in the center of the front hall, there were several figures wearing Holy Knot uniforms.

Some had long hair, some had short hair, some were sitting, some were standing. Those figures with girlish figures silently turned their backs to them.

In an instant, Hui Yuanchu released the Soul Cicada without hesitation.

——In a sound that seemed like a "crash", the "bag" of the spiritual body turned outwards, and the cicadas inside were like grains of rice being tilted down, rushing out and scattering in all directions.One part spreads on the first floor, and the other part climbs the stairs to the second floor...

The tide surges, then recedes, and in just a moment, the cicadas return.

The group of cicadas that retracted into their spiritual bodies brought information, which made Hui Yuanchu feel relieved. "It's okay." He grabbed Zhe Lukui's hand and stabilized her, "It's not a human, it's a doll."

Those figures were indeed humanoid.But the feedback from the cicadas' licks told him that the surface material of these humanoids was some kind of hard and cold synthetic resin material.

Zhe Lukui calmed down, glanced at him, then gently shook off his hand, and whispered: "Your voice is too loud."

Hui Yuanchu shrugged, but still did not lower his voice: "At that moment, I had already roughly explored the second floor. There was no one in the whole house, and there were only a few dolls upstairs."

The information that the Soul Cicada can lick is not limited to visible light.During the previous exploration, Hui Yuanchu paid special attention to sound and thermal radiation—in other words, heartbeat sound and body temperature.

If there really was a living person in the Old Rose Hall, even if he could hide in a secret mezzanine, he would never be able to hide his traces in front of the cicadas.

"Okay, since you said so..." Orokui simply believed him and relaxed.

"If there is really no one else here, then our actions can indeed be a little bolder..." She also said in a normal volume, then took out the flashlight and turned it on, shaking the light and starting to observe the surroundings.

Then, Oriuru Kui crossed Hui Yuanchu and walked towards the doll in front.

Hui Yuanchu also followed her example, turned on his flashlight, and followed her.

Walking to the only puppet that was sitting safely, Zhe Lukui turned around and handed her flashlight to Hui Yuanchu, then knelt down on one knee facing the puppet, put on the rubber gloves that she had prepared long ago, and then turned towards the puppet. I reached out my hand.

While carefully touching the doll, she whispered her conclusion.

"One-to-one life-size proportions, resin material, ball joints."

"There are false eyelashes, glass eyes, makeup... There is even a movable chin, and there are models of teeth and tongues in the lips. It is really exquisite in production."

Hui Yuanchu also agreed.While he was lighting Oroku Aoi, he was also observing the doll.

This doll is definitely not a cheap product like a store model, or it does have the temperament of a master's work.The main reason is that it does not pursue false "perfection" in shaping the face, but pursues realism to the extreme, just like a real person with flaws.

However, due to the limitations of the material and the conspicuous movable jaw and ball joints, it can still be seen at a glance that it is different from the real person.

This kind of subtlety between truth and falsehood makes Hui Yuanchu always feel... staring at it for a long time, he will always have the illusion that it will suddenly come to life at a certain moment, and he will look up at him.

Maybe this is the uncanny valley?Hui Yuanchu thought.

Zhe Lukui continued to explore.

"The hair is made of artificial fiber, but unlike the normal design, the wig is not removable, but fixed on the head and cannot be removed... I don't understand, what's the benefit of this? Isn't it impossible to change the hairstyle? And hair color?”

"This suit...eh?"

When she touched the fabric of the doll's uniform, Orokui suddenly frowned, squeezed it again, and then whispered to herself: "...No way."

"Ah? What's wrong with these clothes?" Hui Yuanchu asked.

"...Holy Knot's uniforms are not factory-made, right? They are tailor-made for each student in cooperation with the shop 'Wakando' that has made kimonos for members of the royal family... You see, any uniform You can find the personal mark left by the owner of the shop, Master Fujii, on every piece of uniform." As she said that, Aoi Ori opened the inside of her collar and showed a mark to Haihara Chu.

Hui Yuanchu also touched his clothes and found the same mark.

"Of course, maybe it's because this uniform is very good in style, or maybe it's because of the blessing of the 'Holy Knot' name, so... it has various uses, and you can still buy imitations online."

"However, those imitation uniforms only look similar. They are completely different from those worn by the real students of the Holy Knot, and they cannot have this mark."

"So, do you think what these dolls are wearing now are imitations, or are they genuine?"

"Of course it's a replica -" Haiyuan originally wanted to reply without thinking, but then he realized that if the answer was that simple, Orokui wouldn't ask him.

He raised the flashlight and pointed it at the collar of the doll.

Oriuru Aoi was silently reaching out and opening the collar of the doll.

The next moment, a mark that was exactly the same as the clothes on both of them appeared there.

(End of this chapter)