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Therefore, it's simply impossible for him to experience the pain of Sergeant Kirigaya in his current state.

The two situations and circumstances are vastly different.

At most, it's just a feeling of sympathy for others of the same kind, a sense of loss for the deceased.

So...

Now that one of my goals for this trip has been achieved, it's time for me to head to my next destination.

I took one last look at K's gravesite and Sergeant Oni's tombstone.

With a long sigh, Sakurai flipped himself onto the motorcycle and sped off toward his next destination.

......

......

"Found it. It really took me a while to find it."

Sakurai's second destination: H Castle Site.

He finally found it.

So, that unscrupulous businessman's assessment was completely inaccurate.

After arriving at the location he provided, they couldn't see the site of H city at all. In the end, Sakurai had to call him and update the location before they were able to find it.

The straight-line distance between the two locations differed by a full kilometer.

That shrewish businessman did it on purpose.

After gritting his teeth for a while, Sakurai got off the motorcycle.

"I'll walk the rest of the way myself. Just wait here to pick me up."

Sakurai patted the motorcycle seat, waved, and walked towards the mountain path in the dense forest.

Behind Sakurai, the motorcycle's headlights flashed, and it finally found a suitable spot to park itself.

"So..."

What kind of surprises will this place bring me?

As he walked, his clothes seamlessly changed into a jet-black leather battle suit. Sakurai licked his slightly dry lips. After the battle with Sergeant Oni, he began to look forward to what surprises the other powerful psychic energy the shady merchant had mentioned would bring him.

Is it a fight to the death, or negotiations?

Sakurai was unaware that everything was to be decided by the next spirit.

"Hmm, such heavy resentment."

"This feeling is like being completely submerged in seawater, a suffocating sensation that's unbearable."

"Arakami, light a fire for me."

The moment the words left his mouth, an invisible flame ignited on Sakurai's body, instantly dispelling the sticky feeling that clung to him like a shadow.

The greenery here is surprisingly good.

At a glance, even the smallest trees are about ten meters tall.

The lush, leafy trees form large green umbrellas.

If you were here at noon, you'd probably be very grateful for all the trees that provide shade from the glaring sunlight.

Unfortunately, Sakurai arrived here late at night.

These excessively lush trees will only cause the already low temperature to drop even further.

The woods were exceptionally quiet at night, with dense, numerous branches blocking Sakurai's head.

The bright moonlight, filtering through the gaps in the branches, barely shone on Sakurai, illuminating the pitch-black mountain path.

However, Sakurai already possesses night vision, so this is irrelevant.

Compared to this, since it is a city site, and according to records it is a historical site open to the public.

There should be, something like a map or a signpost.

As Sakurai was thinking this, what came into view was a badly moldy notice board, which clearly showed the entire map of H City.

As expected of me, I'm a master of foresight.

Sakurai shamelessly praised himself, then picked up his phone and snapped a couple of photos, saving the map with his camera. Compared to painstakingly memorizing it, modern devices are much more convenient.

Don't mistake me for an old-fashioned person who doesn't understand modern technology.

I'm only sixteen years old.

Sakurai thought to himself, quite casually ignoring his age in his previous life.

Um...

Before we officially search for the location of another spirit, let's take a look at the stories here.

Since it's a place that can be visited, it should have some kind of background story.

With that in mind, Sakurai flipped through the documents the bartender had prepared for him.

Found it, let me see...

A discussion of paranormal experiences at the site of H city.

Firstly, the spirits of dozens of defeated warriors, women, and children linger here.

Secondly, you will hear footsteps outside your UI, and the number of them will keep increasing until they follow you home.

Thirdly, around the waterfall or the city ruins, one could sense the presence and presence of many people.

Fourth, you will hear the sound of a tin staff striking the ground, as well as loud flute and drum sounds.

Fifth, one can feel an extremely powerful aura emanating from the waterfall.

Sixth, you will encounter an old woman late at night.

Um...

Apart from the sixth one, which seems to be just there to make up the numbers, are the others all related to the exaggerated quantity and the waterfall?

I have a general understanding.

Nodding to himself, Sakurai indicated that he roughly knew the location of the second spirit.

When Sakurai put his phone away and looked up, a spirit dressed in the style of the Warring States period appeared in front of him.

Oh...

So, we've finally met the person in question?

The old woman in the sixth story.

Are you here for a visit?

The old woman looked at Sakurai and forced a smile onto her wrinkled face.

"Yes, I'm here for a visit."

"I want to go see the waterfall."

"Could you please give me directions, sir?"

As his right hand casually brushed against the hilt of the Arakami Kiba, Sakurai naturally revealed a bright, cheerful smile unique to a sunny, outgoing young man.

"The waterfall, oh, let me take you there."

With that, the old man turned his back and walked into the depths of the building.

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Sakurai was behind, and the old man was in front, with a two-meter gap between them, and their movements were completely synchronized.

"That place is filled with regret."

At that moment, a hoarse and weathered voice rang out, and the old man seemed to be explaining a story that had happened in this place in the past.

"During the Azuchi-Momoyama period, H City, located here, was captured in just one day."

"A thousand city soldiers are no match for an enemy army of fifteen thousand."

"At that time, the vast majority of the troops went to participate in other wars, leaving only women in the city, but surrendering did not save them."

Sakurai crossed his arms and stood still, quietly watching the old man's back and listening to his hoarse voice.

"They cut off the women's heads and displayed them in order to demoralize the soldiers fighting elsewhere."

"What followed was torture and slaughter."

"[Rather than being beheaded in front of my family, I'd rather end my own life...]"

"The women who were still alive committed suicide and fell into the waterfall in the main hall."

"It is said that the river there was dyed red for three whole days and three nights."

"We're going to that legendary waterfall now."

The old woman talked on and on about what had happened on this land in the past, as if she really was just a tour guide.

"Why did you stop?"

Turning his head 180 degrees to look at Sakurai, the old man's wrinkled face was filled with confusion.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little curious why someone as weak as you has any rationality."

"You don't think you're a good liar, do you?"

"My greedy longing."

The moment he raised his hand, the Aragami Fang fell into his grasp, and with a casual flick, it pierced through the old woman's chest.

A hole about ten centimeters in size was formed.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"