That night was calm and serene, with no Kaidan lingering on the streets.
As Yayuka was sleeping, Feng Xue secretly used a public phone booth to call Chen Xiyao, then returned to the Hoshino house. She watched Hoshino Minami being held in Yayuka’s arms as if she might be strangled at any mont, smiled slightly, and implanted a seed into her body.
"It’s strange, after arriving at the Hoshino house, Kaidan really didn’t follow us. Are these Kaidan idiots, not suspecting Yayuka at all?"
Feng Xue scratched her head in puzzlent and eventually returned her focus to Yayuka, deciding to observe further.
anwhile, in Yan Country, an hour ahead of Bido Country, a phone call woke Fu Tianli who had already gone to bed. He fumbled for his phone in front of his face, glanced at it while still drowsy, and realizing it was a public number, he instinctively grabbed sothing resembling a lipstick from his bedside, uncapped it, and sniffed it.
Instantly, a cool rush shot up to his crown, jerking Fu Tianli into alertness. He got out of bed, went to his study, and then answered the call:
"Hello, what’s the matter?"
"Team leader, Chen Xiyao received another call."
The call handler, responsible for the night shift, got straight to the point. Fu Tianli paused, then it dawned on him, and he asked with a frown,
"From ’Mo Ju’?"
"Not sure, but he claid to be. The phone’s IP ca from a public booth in Chiba Prefecture of the Eastern Country, suspected to be related to the recent abnormal activities of Hundred Tales in Eastern Country, but it’s not certain if it’s him."
The duty mber made a precise report, and after contemplating, Fu Tianli said,
"Has the Communication group been inford?"
"They have been inford, and the recording has been sent to the archives team for analysis."
While listening to the duty mber’s response, Fu Tianli made himself a cup of tea and then sat down and said,
"Send a ssage to our undercover agents in the Eastern Country, asking them to pay attention to the situation in Chiba Prefecture, but tell them not to let the First Experintal Group intervene. They are being closely watched right now and it could backfire."
"Understood!"
"Ah, I had a really good sleep!" In the early morning, woken by the alarm clock, Yayuka crawled out of Rinko’s quilt. After several days, she finally slept without any burden of being watched by Kaidan, feeling so refreshed she thought her dark circles might have faded.
Rinko was also awakened by the noise in her head; she rubbed her slightly foggy head and said sowhat speechlessly,
"I think I had a really terrifying dream..."
"Eh? What kind of dream? Being pressed in a bathtub by a fruit guy?" Still not fully awake, Yayuka asked subconsciously. Rinko, hearing this, gave a strange look and said:
"That’s not a nightmare, that’s a spring evening dream, right? I just dreamt I was entangled by a tentacle monster!"
"That’s not much better, is it?" Yayuka finally realized what she had said and blushed as she spoke, but Rinko shook her head seriously—
"It’s different; the tentacle monster didn’t do anything strange to , it just wrapped around my neck and made it hard for to breathe..."
"What I talked about, the fruit guy, didn’t do anything... ah, no, I don’t even know what a fruit guy is!" Yayuka felt as if she might be under so straightforward yet strange curse, and then a lifeless voice inside her responded—
"Not at all, it’s just sleep daze causing insufficient processing power, but speaking of which, is now really the ti to be considering this?"
"What should I consider then?" Yayuka, sensing an underlying ssage in the substitute’s words, ignored Rinko’s strange look and asked herself in her heart.
Feng Xue didn’t keep her in suspense and directly said,
"There were no Kaidan incidents last night."
"Isn’t that a good thing?" Yayuka was puzzled, but then she heard the substitute say,
"But they had appeared on the previous days."
"Do you an... they are specifically targeting ?" Yayuka finally grasped the implication of the words; if the Kaidan were everywhere, it would be one thing, but if they were only in her neighborhood, or even only in her house, that was an entirely different concept.
This was not just her own problem; she also had to worry about bringing danger to Rinko’s family!
"Yayuka, are you alright?" Seeing her best friend’s tense expression, Rinko couldn’t help but beco concerned. Hearing this, Yayuka managed to feign calmness and said,
"I’m fine, I just suddenly rembered I haven’t done my howork! I didn’t bring my bag either, I must hurry back!"
"Why bring up such a terrifying topic all of a sudden?!" Upon hearing this, Rinko imdiately showed a pained expression. Seeing this, Yayuka couldn’t help but laugh,
"So do your howork well. Please apologize to your aunt and uncle for , I have to go back now!"
"Alright, be careful on your way!" Rinko nodded with a complex expression. It wasn’t until her best friend had freshened up and left the house that her expression changed—
"She should have eaten breakfast before going back even if she didn’t do her howork! Yayuka must be hiding sothing from ! Could it be that she’s being threatened by soone?"
Rinko’s mind suddenly conjured up certain plots from thin booklets, like delinquents blackmailing female high school students with so strange leverage.
Thinking this, Rinko imdiately grabbed her phone and carefully followed her out.
...
"It’s so quiet on the streets, isn’t it too weird even for a weekend?" After walking on the familiar streets for a few minutes, Rinko’s expression suddenly turned odd. The road, although familiar, had beco so strange at that mont; the extre quietness unnerved her, and just as this unease was about to peak, a shrill screech suddenly exploded by her ear.
Instinctively turning her head, Rinko’s eyes widened with shock, for about twenty ters away at the street corner, a gigantic spider suddenly erged.
Its nacing, blade-like eight legs pierced deeply into the ground with each step, and its weird maw, composed of nurous interlocking gears, opened wide as if it could swallow a person’s head whole.
At that mont, Rinko seed utterly petrified, her mind frantically signaling her to run, but her feet showed no sign of moving; she could only watch as the massive spider madly rushed toward her, and then...
Everything went dark...
...
...
"Hoshino Rinko!"
"Who is it? Who’s calling my na?" Rinko, hearing the voices around her that seed to be broadcast in unison yet not quite in sync, was montarily confused.
However, as her consciousness returned, that voice also began to slowly beco clearer—
"Hoshino Rinko! Hoshino Rinko! Open your eyes! I am the Evil Rider! I am the Masked Rider from the Otherworld, and I..."
"The Masked Rider saying Ultraman’s lines, why would I dream such a thing?"
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