You say this is a love game?

No one knew what she was thinking of, but a sweet smile appeared on the girl's face.

"Big brother will definitely be able to save more people!"

Under the cover of night, Mizutani Makoto once again let go of the glass bottle.

The bottle fell on the bloodstain on the ground, and a black and red mist spread out from it. The familiar pungent smell filled his nostrils, but Mizutani Makoto was able to face it calmly.

There was darkness in front of my eyes.

In the darkness, it was like a shadow play.

Having an older brother who cares about his family.

I have a lively and lovely sister.

The siblings' parents died young, and the strong brother went out to work as a laborer to support the family. The sickly sister was taken care of at home. On the sister's seventh birthday, the brother bought a mushroom-headed doll from a doll shop.

then.

There is an Ichimatsu doll that is very popular among girls.

As time went by, life finally showed its favor to this unfortunate brother and sister. Through a friend's introduction, the brother found a reliable wife and started a happy family. The sister also married a trustworthy and kind man, lived happily with her husband, and soon gave birth to a lovely little girl.

My sister is having a great time.

Her husband's career is booming and he works hard for the family every day.

She takes care of the housework at home and loves her husband with her head held high.

Her daughter is also growing up healthily. Day by day, year by year, she has grown from a baby in swaddling clothes into a lively and lovely child. The calls of "Dad" and "Mom" make the couple feel extremely relieved and satisfied.

They are so happy.

So, what about the puppets?

Where is the doll that was once loved by my sister?

Who have you forgotten?

You forgot about me.

Why did you forget me?

Why did you leave me in this storage room where no one cares about me?

You obviously like me very much and you can't sleep without hugging me, right?

Why why why why why?

In the utility room, in a dark corner, a heart filled with resentment from jealousy enriches the empty shell of the doll.

Its hair began to grow longer and its eyes began to be filled with tears all year round.

The stiff puppet turned its ball joints and walked out of the utility room step by step.

Crunch, crunch——

Walked towards the kitchen of the house.

Crunch, crunch——

Walked towards my daughter's bedroom.

Crunch, crunch——

Walked towards the couple's master bedroom.

crunch, crunch...

Crunch, crunch, crunch...

……

……

"crunch-"

The entire glass display case was shaking, and the many figures inside seemed to come alive, all staring at Nakano Takeya.

His eyes were rolling around.

The puppets all smiled and let out clear laughter. The laughter overlapped on top of each other like a phantom, almost sucking out Nakano Takeya's soul.

The root of all this lies in the Ichimatsu figures clustered in the center.

Isn't this the doll I met after school?!

Nakano Takeya suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and his previous experiences inexplicably became clear - it was lying near the street where the Internet cafe was, sitting upright in the wooden house as if it was being worshipped, the golden and red embroidered cherry blossom pattern on its kimono was stained with mud on the side of the road, and its empty eyes stared straight ahead, staring into nothingness.

At this moment, it was as clean as new, with only a few dark brown stains on the hem, like dried blood.

…My head hurts!

Nakano Takeya could swear that he had absolutely no intention of thinking about the image of this doll, but his mind was thinking and constructing uncontrollably, as if he wanted to imprint every detail of the doll firmly in the depths of his mind, so that his head began to become abnormal, hot and he had a splitting headache.

Nakano Takeya wanted to scream, but no sound came out.

The most terrifying thing was that the hair that reached down to the waist was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, snaking in the display case, wrapping around the neck of the doll next to it, while the black hair tips had touched the inner wall of the glass and lightly tapped on the glass display case, causing spider-web-like cracks to appear on the glass.

The clear cracking sound was like a switch, and Nakano Takeya suddenly regained control of his body.

"Ahhh!!"

Nakano Takeya screamed from his throat, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground, then he immediately struggled to get up and crawled out of the bedroom. For a moment, he forgot everything, not to mention shoes, he didn't even have socks to wear, and he ran out of the house barefoot.

His parents rarely came home, and he was the only one left in the house. Now, even if he ran outside, he felt that the whole world was extremely quiet.

The leaves rustled by the roadside.

The streetlight in front went out with a bang, and the one closest to him dimmed first, spreading to the distance like a virus infection, until the whole street was plunged into darkness.

Only then did Nakano Takeya realize that although he was running barefoot, the sound of his footsteps was like glass beads falling into a deep well and bouncing repeatedly. The echo had a strange ethereal feeling, and it exploded into an empty reverberation on the street.

The various puppets in the window all turned towards the direction he fled.

The surrounding buildings were blurred in the night, some windows were closed, and some were dark, like prying eyes, coldly looking at this lonely figure.

Nakano Takeya stopped.

A cold breeze blew past, and the boy shuddered. Just then, he seemed to hear a faint sound behind him, like someone crying softly, or the rustling of clothes. He looked back, only to see the street behind him in complete darkness. The darkness there was even deeper than before, like a bottomless black hole, with nothing visible.

The darkness was wriggling.

The Ichimatsu figure in a kimono now stepped out from the darkness step by step with a creaking sound like rotten wood shaking. The hem of its skirt was stained with dried blood. Its total height was probably about 40 centimeters. In its hand, it held a knife that was almost the same size as its body, and the tip of the knife was still dripping with blood.

Did he run away?

When did he escape?

The laughter around him was like a tsunami, and like the sound of a devil piercing his ears, making him unable to move. He watched the puppet approaching him, and the butcher knife in his hand was raised little by little.

"Wake up quickly!"

In fear, Nakano Takeya heard an angry roar.

In an instant, the world made of darkness collapsed!

Accompanied by the crackling sound of shattering windowpanes, bright moonlight pierced in from outside. How could he be fleeing in the dark streets? He was clearly still indoors. The Ichimatsu figure was crouching on the glass display case, knife in hand. Its pale face was filled with a ferocious expression, and the bloody knife was pointed at him, as if it was about to pounce and stab him to death.

But following the moonlight was a flash of blood.

A blood-red blade, like a huge arrow shot from a crossbow, blew up the window at the same time as it nailed the Ichimatsu figure to the wall!

"Ahhh!!"

Nakano Takeya stared blankly at the glass display case in front of him. The case was completely smashed into pieces by the blade, and all his collections were gone at this moment. The sinister and hideous ghost doll twisted its body with an angry look on its face, making a shrill scream.

The blood is flowing.

But it was not the blood of a ghost, but the flying knife was made of condensed blood. The blood that made up the blade flowed slowly, making the whole blade look like a breathing living thing.

What kind of monster is this?

Nakano Takeya looked at the knife in horror. His confused mind was unable to process such a complicated situation. He instinctively thought of escaping, so he squeezed out a weak cry for help from his throat, raised his knees hard, and tried to get up from the floor.

Bang! !

Miyamizu Inaba unexpectedly kicked open the window of Nakano Takeya's house. The girl's figure was as agile as a cheetah, and her canvas shoes glided over the shards of glass on the floor. The moonlight shone on her face, and her childish face took on a solemnity that was different from her usual self.

Her face was pale, as if she had lost too much blood.

But her movements were extremely swift. The moment she landed on the ground, she grabbed the back of Nakano Takeya's collar, dragged the boy weighing over a hundred pounds and threw him towards the door. While whispering, "Get out of here!", her bloodshot eyes instantly glared at the Ichimatsu doll that was pierced by her bloody blade.

"It ran away."

Shuten's lazy tone echoed in my ears.

Her eyes fell on the wall. While she was picking up Nakano Takeya, the ghost doll transformed by the Ichimatsu figure had disappeared, leaving only a charred shadow imprinted on the wall.

At the same time, the puppets in the broken glass also laughed out loud. They seemed to be endowed with some strange intelligence. More than ten puppets with complete limbs jumped out of the display cabinets and split into two groups. One group jumped out of the broken window, while the other group pounced on Gong Shui Inaba with a grin like suicide soldiers.

The girl raised her foot and kicked hard, directly kicking a doll into pieces. At the same time, she stretched out her hand towards the blood blade on the wall, and the blood blade immediately flew back into the girl's palm with a buzzing sound.

This blood blade has a strange appearance.

Its style is different from the slightly curved Japanese sword. Overall, the sword body is slender and straight, light and elegant, with only a streamlined design on the blade. It is obviously a sword blade optimized by the girl according to her own needs. It is a weapon with a very strong personal style.

Blood was flowing from a wound on the girl's wrist and into the bloody blade in her hand.

This sword blade is actually made from the blood of Miyamizu Inaba!

Miyamizu Inano is half human and half ghost - this ghost is not a "ghost", but a type of monster called "oni" in Japan.

The ghost tribe is usually portrayed as a stubborn giant with horns on the head, red or blue skin, and holding a golden club. They are very strong and ferocious monsters similar to savages or orcs.

Monsters like Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji are pure demons, but Miyamizu Inaba has absorbed the demon blood of Shuten-douji in a human body. Now the blood in her body has long been dyed into a half-human, half-demon. This not only gives her extremely strong power, but also makes her physical strength and vitality become extremely vigorous.

When her ghost blood is boiling, even if a huge amount of blood is drawn out and condensed into a blood blade, it will not affect her condition.

Swish swish! !

The blood-red blade cut through the air, dragging out several bright red blood shadows in the blink of an eye.

Any puppet that dared to rush over was cut into pieces and scattered on the ground.

Gong Shui Daoyu took a step forward and said resolutely: "It can't get away!"

"Chase!"

The girl let out a delicate cry, and the blood light flowing in her pupils seemed even more enchanting.

Under Nakano Takeya's blank gaze, Miyamizu Inaba climbed out of the window and disappeared the next moment.

Only Nakano Takeya was left, slumped stupidly at the door. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly shuddered and realized that he had escaped death.

When I touched my back, I found that the whole shirt was soaked with cold sweat, as if it had been fished out of the water.

He tremblingly pulled out the cell phone from his pocket, but he didn't hold it firmly and the phone fell to the ground.

He stretched out his arm to pick up the phone, and his fingertips suddenly touched a soft touch like hair. He looked again and found that it was the head of a doll - this was originally a doll in his collection, but it was just activated by some strange power and was eventually cut into pieces by Miyamizu Inaba.

It no longer moves, and the "spirit" that controls it has gone away.

Now, the doll's head rolled to the ground, and its pair of glass eyes stared at Nakano Takeya.

Nakano Takeya once loved this doll very much.

"Ahhhhh!!"

But at this moment, Nakano Takeya suddenly shook his head away as if he was electrocuted. The young man who had been suppressed for a long time finally collapsed uncontrollably, letting out a heart-wrenching scream that echoed in all directions.

……

……

Miyamizu Inaba had no idea what was happening behind her.

The tip of the girl's nose twitched slightly as she sniffed the turbid and foul-smelling "evil spirit" in the air.

She said, this doll can't escape!

The girl stepped on the ground with her canvas shoes and chased for twenty or thirty steps in the blink of an eye, but the next moment she suddenly stepped on the soles of her shoes, and a piercing sense of crisis came from the corner in front of her!

Are there still enemies?

Before Miyamizu Inaba had time to think about it, she heard the sound of a sword being drawn and slashing through the air, which made the girl's pupils shrink slightly. Only the swordsman who was also wielding the blade understood the information conveyed by the sound of the sword slashing through the air.

——He is a master with a sword!