Tokyo Unnatural Forensics

Chapter 529, A Terrifying Night in Izu
The screams from the production crew inside the villa reached outside, causing Uesugi Muneyuki and Mai-senpai to suppress their laughter, and even the village flower-no-dono showed a wry smile.

She likes this flavor, or rather, she seems to have come to like it.

Scaring people is so much fun, it's really stress-relieving!
Looking at the somewhat shaken Saito Asuka, Uesugi Muneyuki thought to himself that people's threshold for shock is indeed getting higher and higher.

Meanwhile, after the production crew was terrified and in complete chaos, when they went to check and count the number of people, Mariko Hironaka suddenly disappeared as if she had evaporated from the spot.

"Director... Shall we continue filming?" a staff member asked tremblingly.

"..." The director suppressed his heart palpitations, thought it over and over again, and decided to proceed as planned.

Mai is very busy! Chief Uesugi is also very busy! If we don't record here, we might not have the time!
Is this episode of "God's Hand" going to be cancelled? Fuji TV is going to be bombarded with complaints from the entire Kanto region!

Of the 30 million people in the Kanto region, at least 8 million are waiting for the monthly "God's Hand"!

Moon finger live!
He just wouldn't believe it!

"Activate the first phase of paranormal phenomena! Lights, sound effects, movements!"

The production team gave an order over the walkie-talkie, attempting to use a stronger "tougher" approach to bring the pace back: "Re-record, then notify Shirakawa-san and Uesugi-san to prepare!"

"Yes!"

The second recording went much more smoothly. After being startled, the entire production team was on high alert. Even when Tsutsumi Rei was swaying her beautiful legs in high heels, her voice trembled slightly.

This recording was incredibly successful, producing amazing results.

After completing this scene, Uesugi Muneyuki and Shirakawa Mai were notified to enter the retro villa to experience the story of "Izu Dancer Ozome".

In an instant, the chandelier in the villa's main hall began to flicker violently, creating a classic atmosphere of terror.

However, the expected screams of terror did not come from Shirakawa Mai and Uesugi Muneyuki. The two seemed very calm, and even when the painting fell to the ground, the scroll exploded, and the statue collapsed, they did not react. At most, they were startled and immediately turned their heads to look.

Damn it, this isn't what we wanted!
The production crew on set had been so terrified by Mariko Hironaka that they prayed she would never appear again. But now, seeing that Shirama Uesugi had no reaction, they were thinking that, as expected, for the head priest of the shrine and the legendary forensic doctor, ordinary frights were unlikely to elicit any more expressions of fear or overreactions.

Hongzhong Sang, could you come out again for a moment?

The production team started praying again.

Just once, just once!
But this time, Mariko Hironaka did not appear.

The director gritted his teeth, clinging to a last glimmer of hope, and decided to forcefully push forward with the final stage—he firmly believed that as long as the white-clad female ghost playing the role of "Dancer Aran" successfully appeared, everything could be brought back on track!
"Activate 'Aran'! Quickly!" he growled into the walkie-talkie, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly.

At the end of the villa's dimly lit main corridor, as planned, a female assistant dressed in a rough white kimono, her face thickly covered in white powder, took a deep breath, and with a death-defying resolve, suddenly lunged out from around the corner, letting out the most piercing and prolonged wail she had rehearsed countless times:
"Ughh ...

Her howling stopped abruptly.

Because less than half a meter away from her, another "female ghost in white" was floating.

This newly appeared female ghost was also dressed in pure white, but her clothes had an ethereal quality, as if woven from moonlight. She was lonely and aloof, without exaggerated makeup. Her face was clear and cold, even carrying a hint of contempt and arrogance as a superior race would look down on a lower race—it was none other than Princess Village Flower.

With her arms crossed, Chun, a village beauty, scrutinized her frozen colleague with her signature disdainful gaze, as if examining a cockroach. She thought to herself: "The acting is exaggerated; the emotions are superficial. The wailing lacks depth; where is the progression from weak to strong? The costume also lacks basic historical accuracy; dancers in the Warring States period wouldn't have used this kind of fabric."

Overall performance: unsatisfactory!
However, when the village beauty princess appeared in front of her, the female ghost was stunned.

I've been to Disneyland!
You, you, you, aren't you the Snow Maiden from the romantic Chiba Disney urban legend... who has appeared in Disney theme parks many times?
The female ghost assistant stared at the face she recognized—a face that had once sparked a huge discussion on 2CH—but despite expending countless resources, she still couldn't determine who it was. Her mind completely went blank.

Her eyes rolled back, and before she could even scream, she collapsed limply to the ground, unconscious. "Ahhhhhh—!"

This time, it was a collective, devastating scream from the production crew area.

At the same time, next to the monitor behind the director, the spirit of Miyahara Toru suddenly appeared. He pointed at the female assistant who had fainted on the monitor and the arrogant Arimura Hana Jun, slapped his thigh, and let out his signature, highly infectious burst of laughter:
"Hahaha! Director! This scene! This scene will absolutely blow up the ratings! The most tragic female ghost in history gets scolded by her senior until she faints! Hahaha! Amazing! Don't cut it!"

The director turned around abruptly and was met with Miyahara Tetsu's ugly face, which was wearing a watermelon-head wig and grinning so wide that his eyes were almost closed.

"Mr. Miyahara?! You...you weren't already..." The director was so frightened that he rolled off his chair, his finger trembling as he pointed at Miyahara Tetsu, stammering incoherently.

"After all, I can't bear to leave those days at Fujidai, and I can't bear to leave you, Hirai-san! So I came back to see you!" Miyahara Toru asked eagerly and even expectantly, "I missed you so much, Hirai-san, did you miss me too?"

After saying that, that ugly face came right up to me, as if it wanted a kiss.

“Aa ...

As a result, both the recording site and the production crew outside were thrown into chaos!
There's a ghost! There really is a ghost!!!
Amidst this extreme chaos, two idols participating in the program as placard girls displayed drastically different reactions:
Sakura Miyawaki was already deathly pale with fright, tears welling in her eyes. When the spirit appeared, her last line of defense crumbled completely. She let out a short whimper, like a frightened rabbit, and scrambled towards Mai Shirakawa, the only one who seemed calm in the room. She buried her face in Mai's arms, burying her head in her waist, her body trembling like a leaf, and murmured in a sobbing voice, "Mai-sama... save me... there's a... a ghost..."

Meanwhile, Hirate Sarada, who is known for her "coolness" and "composure," stubbornly stood still.

Her face was as pale as paper, her lips pressed tightly together, trying to maintain her "fair-handed big brother" image. However, her body betrayed her—her right hand was repeatedly raising and lowering the answer board used for games on the table next to her in a completely unconscious, mechanical motion, as if it were a shield to protect her, or simply a spasm of muscles under extreme fear.

Even more bizarrely, regardless of whether the answer board is facing forward or backward, the side facing outward always has a bright red [X] mark representing an error.

She just stood there, expressionless (actually, she was terrified), with empty eyes, holding up that blood-red [X] again and again, as if declaring the complete failure of the project to the whole world, or as if concluding the incomprehensible phenomena she was witnessing.

The scene was completely out of control, with cries, screams, and prayers all mixed together, turning the supernatural prank into a real night of terror.

Uesugi Muneyuki and Shirakawa Mai exchanged a glance, both seeing the unbridled joy in each other's eyes.

That's really interesting.

But that's enough. Using the abilities of the underworld to create a little supernatural activity is fine, but going too far will only make things worse.

However, just as Uesugi Muneyuki and Shirakawa Mai were about to end it all.

A short-haired female serial killer, wielding a large machete and sporting a neurotic, ferocious smile, stepped over the stairs and suddenly appeared in front of Uesugi Muneyuki and Shirakawa Mai. She twisted her neck and said with a calm, yet slightly smug, expression, "Doctor, I'm back. Did you miss me?"

The moment Uesugi Muneyuki saw this figure, his hair stood on end.

Holy crap, Yasue Saijo?!

You're not dead?

He was so startled that he leaned back, but the fragile chair back collapsed (actually, it was arranged by the production team), and he fell flat on his back. He quickly got up, extremely nervous.

As a result, the female serial killer immediately transformed back into the appearance of Mariko Hironaka. The former Fuji TV news anchor was overjoyed to have successfully tricked her master.

"Hahahaha~" Upon seeing this scene, Arimura Hanajun, who had been secretly observing, finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Interesting, so much fun!
cockroaches, give me more pleasure and more fun!
The outside world is truly a fascinating place!

I'm starting to like this changed world!
(End of this chapter)