[Urgent Request] How to Take Care of an Abandoned Dragon?

Eighty-five.

"Speaking of which, what's the request your sister received?

On my way home after I finished picking up the yam vegetables and delivered them to my client, I was so curious that I asked my sister who helped me with the job.

Because while I said I would make a dime myself, my sister had no indication that she had done the job, although she had a bare mind to order the request in the app.

"Hmm? Hmm, this"

In the middle of a paddy road, or farm road, my sister manipulates her mobile screen and shows it to me as she rides Gonske as she goes.

There is a screen showing that my sister has ordered the search for ruins.

To keep an eye on the screen, I stop the bike.

"Gyururu ~"

I've moved a lot, so I guess you want to go home and eat the bait soon.

Gonske has teased my body with a light head poke.

"Yes, yes, just hang in there."

I go ahead and read the request, stroking Gonsuke's body properly.

"In summary, looking for people?

Apparently, because people disappeared in this ruin, they asked me to find the missing person.

Even if they can't find it, they want to get some information.

"Yes. I suppose it's supposed to be the police, the interests, the detective agency or something.

Occasionally, none of them will work, or one of them will secretly send a request to the Alliance. "

"No?"

"Yes, if no police, no interest, no detective agency could help you in a good state.

Or, if it's difficult for the police, the faiths, or the detective agency to find out, they just need to find out because they're understaffed anyway, so they make a request to the guild. "

"Hmm?"

"So, this request, I was just wondering,"

"What do you care?

"Yes, it's the place for this request. Have a look?

I'll read where my sister showed me.

The request was also accompanied by an image of the ruin, which was also politely stated to the address.

"Oh, here."

"Yes, a white house in the Kima district"

It was a famous spiritual spot around here.

There are many patterns in these scary stories.

There is also a wide variety of stories about white houses.

It's natural for Othi to be different or for the characters to have the opposite gender.

This is what the famous pattern looks like.

It seems like it was about thirty to forty years ago.

In a certain rural area in the Kima district, an incident occurred.

Late at night, the girl living in the village was distracted as if she had suddenly been possessed by something, killing forty-nine sleeping villagers.

Used in the killing were guns from his father's collection that were in the girl's house, farm equipment that had been cleaned up in the barns of each house, etc.

You think some of them were left behind in the fields around there?

Anyway, the girl attacked and killed the villagers one after the other and disappeared into the mountains by the time the sun rose.

This is the story of [Killing Village], the first story of what is commonly known as the White House Trilogy.

Yes, this story actually has a continuation.

The [White House] story falls into the second story.

This is also about the most famous or often told patterns.

Years after the tragedy of the slaughtered village.

A little further from the village, rather than say, there was an empty house in a place more than the city.

A beautiful woman moved into the house to cure her illness.

The beautiful woman's skin was as white as a doll, and her appearance was so beautiful that she was described as sloppy?

The beauty was always served by men who performed chores and other chores.

The man was beautiful again, apparently.

Now, the empty house where these two lived is [the white house], but the kids who have been interested in this house for a long time call it exploration, and they enter the grounds.

Around the house were cluttered woods, making it a good playground for the children, although it was only the bears and vicious demons that did not leave.

Neither the landlord, the beautiful woman, nor the man who accompanied her, paid attention to anything, but rather offered treats and juices to the children who would come to visit.

Regardless of the adults, they had a good reputation from the kids because of it.

But at one point.

On the property of that house, one of the children who was playing hide-and-guy goes missing.

Originally, the adults do not have very good feelings about these two people living in a white house, and the suspicious demon finally accelerates in this matter, and the parents who were using the white house grounds as a playground lead other villagers to punch into the white house.

The landlord's beauty and the adults who did not suspect that the men had hidden the children for anything less, were slaughtered with a stick that had brought the man who came out first.

Then when I went up to the house with my earthfoot, I surrounded the woman who was taking the pills, did the lynching, and killed her.

Looking for a home, I can't find a child.

The adults tremble at their sins and try to set fire to their homes to hide them.

But a child disappeared from nowhere, and you say this to those adults.

- Oh, no, you shouldn't.

and.

Shortly afterwards, the child disappears into the woods when he laughs like he was possessed by something.

The day after that.

Apparently, the adults who punched into [the white house], their associates, and their blood relatives, have either died a mysterious death or gone missing.

Then a little, a strange phenomenon continues around this [white house].

[White House] also tells me that the landlords are becoming ghosts and wandering.

As a result, people stopped leaning in, and the [white house] surrounding Kima District was neglected, including the killing village, which eventually disappeared and became an abandoned village.

Regardless of the roads maintained, most of the land present in the Kima district is now owned by the city and is often inaccessible.

Kima District is such a shitty land.

Or else this story can be an indispensable piece of land for divine concealment.

"Sister, are you going here?

"Well, it's work"

"You should stop. It's real here."

"What are you talking about? You're going too."

"Yes?"

"As a liaison."

I like scary stories, but that's because it's a story in any way.

"Okay?"

My sister goes on to show me the difficulty.