Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 81 Welcome home
The world swallowed her up.

Ping Yingzi felt like she was walking in a dark tunnel.

There was no end in sight, and occasionally there would be echoes from the tunnel, someone asking her to eat or drink, and the things in her hands would turn into food or cups. She was so hungry that she couldn't help but look back at the way she came, and the world outside was full of traps.

"I caught you! I caught you—"

"Eat something, please..."

"There's someone in the closet! It's a child! Paramedic, where's the paramedic?!"

"Too much external stimulation leads to palpitations, mental breakdown, and self-cognitive disorder..."

"I'm Investigator Keito Kaga. Can I ask you a few words?"

……

She could hear and see, but could not and did not want to respond, as if her soul and body were separated.

The soul walks in the tunnel, driven by fear towards the depths of darkness; the body is like a protective shell, numbly receiving messages from the outside world.

Once the stimulation was too great, the noise was too loud, or objects were moved suddenly, the whole tunnel began to shake violently like an earthquake. She was so scared that she curled up in the corner of the tunnel, crying and waiting for the disaster to subside.

She doesn't want to go back anymore.

She didn't have the courage to go back to that scary forest. There was no place for her to live outside. She had no motivation to run anymore, and she had nothing to chase.

"excuse me……"

The door opened and she turned around. At the end of the tunnel, she saw two unfamiliar faces, a man and a woman.

The girl was a little nervous. She looked older than she was. She put her hands behind her back and said seriously, "Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Minako, the patrol officer in front of Sugamo Station. I'm sorry I'm late... I'm so sorry!"

The man looked at her, waved his hand in front of her eyes, and said nonchalantly, "She's like a vegetable. What else is there to ask? It's better to let her rest."

"I didn't intend to ask, I just hope she can cheer up again!" Yuan Yuzi turned around, clenched her fist and said to her: "Come on! Don't be defeated! Even if you have to grit your teeth, you must try your best to get up!"

The man looked impatient: "Are you a little tired of talking while standing? What if I feel comfortable lying on the bottom of the valley?"

Yuan Yuzi pouted and said seriously: "No, I know what that feeling is! Aunt Xuecun definitely doesn't want to see her become like this, just like Kawai doesn't want to see me sad! Although I'm not as eloquent as you, I don't know how to describe this feeling, but the hearts of people are connected!"

"I don't believe it. Humans don't share the same joys and sorrows. Maybe she just thinks we're noisy."

Gen Yuzi asked back: "Then why did you comfort me in the first place? Why did you say that Kawai's spirit was attached to Officer Rabbit?"

Seeing that she had refuted the other party, Yuan Yuzi snorted lightly, lay down on the head of her bed, and kept saying encouraging words to her.

Ping Yingzi felt the tunnel begin to shake again. Her body trembled nervously, her eyes filled with tears, and she was about to collapse.

Gen Tamako quickly shut up and Fushimi Shika also held his breath and concentrated. The two of them were like they were playing a game of statues, their bodies stiff and motionless.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Ping Yingzi gradually calmed down. She lay on the bed, her eyes unfocused, like a lifeless porcelain doll, with a few freckles on her face.

"Let me do it." said Fushimi Shika.

"Really? Can you do this?" Yuan Yuzi lowered her voice and said, "It seems that you are not good at comforting people. Don't make things worse."

Fushimi Shika said unhappily, "Although I'm not good at comforting others, I know what they want to hear. Unlike you, you always bring up things that are not related to the topic and hurt your partner's feelings at every turn. You should know that a wooden stake pierced by a nail will leave a hole. If apologies are useful, what would the police be for..."

Gen Yuzi heard this every day, even a fool should practice magic resistance. She urged impatiently, and Fushimi Shika sighed, thinking that he should change his words next time.

"Go away and don't get in the way."

Fushimi Shika opened Kaiyuan Yuzi and half-knelt at the head of Hira Sakurako's bed. He took out the video recorder from his pocket, pressed the power switch, and a familiar electronic startup sound sounded, and Hira Sakurako's expression finally moved.

He clicked on the video file, turned the screen, and played it from the beginning.

Yuan Yuzi subconsciously exclaimed, "You actually hid the evidence." Fushimi Shika turned around and glared at her. She shut up in anger and planned to settle the score with him later.

Ping Yingzi's eyes finally focused and her gaze fell on the screen.

The video recorder was a cheap one, and the picture was a little blurry, with a light blue tone, just like the dreams of the past. She saw her profile, concentrating on carving a mask.

……

…In the tunnel, she was mesmerized.

From a distance, Xuecun Kuika asked, "Are you performing magic? Why can these masks be exchanged for money?" She heard herself answer, "I am painting them with my heart. Through these masks, you can see my joy, anger, sorrow and happiness." Her smiling face was frozen on the Noh mask, and the peace and joy she had at the beginning were still in her heart.

She subconsciously took a step back.

In an instant, vines grew wildly, thorns grew, and ghostly phantoms appeared in front of her. Ping Yingzi screamed and staggered backwards.

Snapped.

Someone gently supported her back.

At the end of the tunnel, there was a bright light. As the screen shook, Xuecun Aoi's smiling face finally appeared. Her voice seemed to come from the front, but also seemed to sound from behind: "Hey, Sakurako, are you scared?"

The person behind her pushed Ping Yingzi forward step by step. She burst into tears and could not help but follow the force to the end of the light. Vines entangled her arms, thorns pierced her feet, and the ghosts kept shouting.

Her father's ferocious face was right in front of her, he yelled, 'Why don't you just die?', 'It's because of you that I'm getting divorced', 'You're a burden to this family'... Nagashima Tsuyoshi's twisted body grabbed her hair, he grinned and said, 'The weak should behave like the weak', 'People like you were born to please me'...

The person behind her covered her ears, and Ping Yingzi started running. She kept running with her little feet, running towards the light. There are many terrible things in this world, but Xuecun Kuihua is still waiting for her, waiting for her to go home...

With a puff, she fell to the ground.

A shadow hung upside down in the tunnel. It was her own shadow.

"Don't go back," she heard herself say, "Sunflower is dead. You can't change anything. You will only add to the pain."

"No..." Ping Yingzi said in a crying voice.

"No one cares about you at all. Everything you do is in vain. It is better to turn back and keep walking along this dark tunnel until you reach the deepest part... It is very quiet there, without pain, and you will no longer be sad..."

Endless darkness enveloped her, and it seemed as if all her strength had been drained away, and she could no longer stand up.

……

……

"Didn't you tell me a story about evil spirits yesterday? Aren't you afraid of those things?"

"Not afraid."

"why?"

"I'm afraid when I'm alone, but not when I'm with two people."

"What if I become a ghost? I'm so hungry, I'll eat you!"

“Not afraid.”

"why?"

"You'll protect me. Right?"

"Yes, if I die, I will become your guardian spirit."

In the darkness, someone helped her up, and she heard the whisper of an old friend: "So, for me, run, Sakurako."

Ping Yingzi burst into tears. She staggered to her feet, gritted her teeth and ran desperately, leaving a bloody trail in the tunnel.

"Sakurako, Sakurako, run forward and don't look back."

The thorns could not stop her steps, and the vines could no longer hold her body. The ghost in front of her disappeared, and the light in front of her eyes became bigger and bigger, and the dreamy warm light finally shone on her face.

……

Ping Yingzi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her head. The video camera was showing Xuecun Aoi kneeling in the porch.

"Welcome home, Sakura."

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(End of this chapter)