Muzan: My daughter can't be that weak!

"left?"

Yukina stood at the intersection of the corridors, tilting her head, her eyes filled with confusion.

She looked left and right; both corridors looked exactly the same, dark and seemingly endless.

"Hmm...something doesn't seem right..."

She muttered to herself, turning to look in the other direction, "Could it be the right side?"

My head felt dizzy.

I had just returned to Infinite City with my father. As soon as he got back, he started flipping through those thick books, his brows furrowed, looking like he was saying, "Don't bother me."

Yukina stood to the side, her toes shuffling on the floor, her mind still preoccupied with Uncle Doma.

She was a little scared of that room, but she felt guilty if she didn't go and see it.

She glanced at her father furtively, hoping he would look up and ask, "What's wrong?" so she could then legitimately ask to go to that room to take a look.

As a result, her father didn't even lift his eyelids. After she hesitantly asked, "Can I go play in another room for a bit?", he only coldly replied, "If you're going to leave, then hurry up and leave."

Xuena: "..."

Heartbroken.

A child's face is also a matter of face.

She huffed and puffed out an "Oh," then grabbed Hanako and stormed out of the room.

Hmph, fine, I won't go then.

She herself could go.

Anyway, the room wasn't far away, and she remembered the general direction.

If there's any real danger...

At worst, she can just shout "Dad!"

Dad will definitely come, right?

With this inexplicable confidence, she walked out based on her memory.

Then, Yukina got lost.

The corridors of the Infinite City seem to be alive; I clearly remember turning this corner, but when I walked over, the scenery was different.

I thought I should be seeing that familiar door by now, but all I saw were wooden beams and paper walls stretching into the darkness.

The surrounding silence began to feel a little eerie, with only the echoes of her own footsteps and breathing.

"Hanako..."

She held the wooden doll in her arms up to her face and whispered for help, "Which way should we go?"

Hanako, of course, wouldn't answer.

Yukina sighed, somewhat regretting her impulsive decision.

A child's "face" is sometimes not really about saving face.

She stopped and leaned against a pillar, trying to recall.

On the way here, I think I passed a lantern with strange patterns.

Or did we turn a particularly narrow corner?

The more I think about it, the more confused I get.

She sniffed, and that little bit of grievance and fear in her heart began to resurface.

Now, not only can we not find the room where Uncle Doma's body is, we can't even find the way back to find Dad.

If Dad finds out she's missing, will he be angry? Will he just stop looking for her altogether?

This thought brought tears to her eyes.

She'll never run around again! Waaah!

"Oh my, Yukina, what are you doing?"

A familiar and cheerful voice suddenly came from above.

Yukina suddenly stopped, her arms around Hanako stiffening.

Why does this voice sound a bit like Uncle Doma?

But... wasn't Uncle Doma already smashed to pieces?

My dad said he wouldn't make it.

Could it be... could it be a ghost within a ghost?!

Her face turned pale instantly, and she looked around in fear.

There was no one around, only the endless, dimly lit corridors of the Infinite City, which appeared exceptionally deep and silent in the flickering, faint light, as if every shadow concealed a monster that would pounce out and devour her.

"Ah—! Dad! There's a ghost here!"

Fear overwhelmed everything.

Without hesitation, and without bothering to figure out the direction, Xue Nai rushed headlong into the nearest slightly brighter side road.

On a platform above that connects to another level of space, Doma, who had just found them by following their scent, had a hint of confusion in his seven-colored eyes.

Isn't it normal for Infinite City to be haunted? Isn't this a place where ghosts usually hang out?

It would be strange if a human ran in.

what……

He blinked, and suddenly understood.

His seven-colored eyes curved into a smile, and a delighted expression of sudden realization appeared on his face.

Is Yukina playing a new game again? Is it a role-playing game this time? She's playing a little human girl who's afraid of ghosts, and I'm playing the ghost chasing her.

Wow, Yukina is so funny! She's actually willing to play with me again. It's so touching!

He immediately switched into game mode, his voice filled with the joyful enthusiasm of playing the chaser:

"Wow~ Yukina, I'm here to find you! Hide well~"

"No!!!"

From below came Yukina's shrill scream, choked with sobs, and the frantic sound of footsteps as she ran.

This enthusiastic response further convinced Doma of his judgment, and he became even more playful.

Xue Nai ran as fast as she could, her face flushed red. She had never run so fast in her life.

The dim light flickered before her eyes, blurring the view of the corridor. All she could think about was getting as far away from that voice as possible...

"Bang!"

She didn't notice a slightly protruding pillar in front of her and crashed into it solidly.

A dull pain shot through her forehead and nose, and she saw stars. She collapsed to the ground, nearly dropping Hanako from her arms.

"Ouch...it hurts so much..."

The pain and accumulated fear finally overwhelmed her, and tears streamed down her face like broken beads. She covered her bruised face and sobbed.

"Daddy...I want to find my daddy..."

Doma landed lightly from above, silently standing a few steps away, looking at the small figure sitting on the ground crying with a puzzled expression.

Why did you stop running?

The game isn't over yet; he hasn't caught her.

Just as he was feeling a little sorry for them, he heard a heart-wrenching cry.

God...

Doma's seven-colored eyes widened slightly, as if he had discovered something extremely novel.

Yukina actually cried. Even after becoming a ghost, she can still cry?

This piqued his great curiosity.

He hadn't seen a ghost crying so miserably in a very, very long time.

We need to go over and take a good look at this.

Yukina was covering her face, feeling pain and numbness in her mouth and nose, and tears blurred her vision.

Suddenly, she felt the light in front of her dim.

She sobbed, her eyes blurry with tears as she looked up into the shadows.

White pants, a red sweater, and an oversized cape; white hair and colored glasses...

It slowly overlaps with an image from my memory before it shattered.

"Ugh... hiccup!"

She was so frightened that she hiccuped and turned around to try to get up and keep running.

But Douma simply took a step forward seemingly casually, his figure swaying slightly, precisely blocking her only path.

"Ara ara~"

Doma waved his golden iron fan, bent down, and brought his handsome face close to hers, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"Why is Yukina crying? Did she hurt herself? She looks so pitiful~"

"Is it because you can't outrun me? It's okay, Yukina."

He even tapped his chin lightly with his fan, as if he were thinking.

"As your friend, next time we play tag, Uncle Doma can let you run a little slower, or I can run a little slower? That way you won't get hurt and won't cry because you lost the game, okay?"