Why is my Isekai in the Slice of Life anime was become a Horror Story?

Chapter 14: The story line finally began to be gradually unlocked

After coming out of 205, Takakai found an opportunity to tell Kaguya and Maki about the second body under the bed in 205.

Therefore, at this moment, when she heard the sound of the wooden stick falling and the door slowly opening, Shinomiya Kaguya knew very well that the person standing in the corridor now might be a strange male corpse with half of his body twisted and distorted, as if it was disassembled and reassembled.

When he was in 205 before, did that thing hide under the bed and watch them searching the house?

Then the key question now is where will it go.

Before leaving the house, Gao Hai deliberately said the room number 210 in order to mislead. But the premise of this misleading is based on the premise that the thing has a certain thinking ability and no special tracking means.

Dong——

Heavy footsteps sounded in the corridor.

The direction the other party moved... was 210.

Kaguya breathed a sigh of relief silently.

For Shinomiya Kaguya, who was used to analyzing things rationally, the thing she feared most was undoubtedly those things that were completely unpredictable or uncalculable, things that didn't follow any rules.

Before, everything she faced could be dealt with logically. But now, a strange and unidentified corpse, led into the situation by Takakai's inadvertent words, had been lured and was heading toward room 210.

This meant that not all threats in this apartment were incomprehensible. At least, they could fall into traps, be tricked. So, Kaguya could use this as a point to think of more strategies and feasible plans.

"Click—"

She heard the sound of the door to room 210 opening.

The thing that had just come out of room 205 was now inside room 210.

Shinomiya Kaguya turned her head, looking at Takakai, who was standing guard at the boundary between the hallway and the living room.

She raised one finger, then three fingers, then switched to two fingers, repeatedly making these gestures. On the opposite side, Takakai raised his hand and mirrored her gestures.

This was how Kaguya and Takakai had agreed to remind and communicate with each other. Every few minutes, she would turn around and perform this silent communication with him.

Although they couldn't be certain of its specific effectiveness, if Kaguya was attacked by something with the power to corrupt her mind, Takakai would be able to detect the abnormality. At that point, he would put in his earplugs, come to Kaguya, and take her into the living room, shutting the door behind them to isolate her from the source of the corruption.

If this method didn't work, they would consider using the wall clock to reverse time.

Given the current situation, with so many unknowns, this was the best approach the three of them could think of.

...

In the kitchen, Sun Dajun and Maeda Miwa were still sitting on the floor, leaning against the refrigerator. Facing them was Green, who appeared cocky on the outside but, upon realizing that there was something dangerous inside the refrigerator, was terrified and ready to run at any moment.

Shijo Maki, who was in the living room, was sorting through the letters and manuscripts she had found, trying to search for valuable clues.

From the contents of these papers, Maki realized that they all belonged to a man named Lin Wenfu. This man seemed to be a contributor to an obscure magazine, writing trivial articles to make just enough money to get by.

One night, he fell asleep and, when he woke up, discovered he was in room 205.

According to what was written on these pages, his life in this apartment had been aided by the survivors. Xu Sheng, from room 309, was the leader of the group of survivors.

From the first to the third floor, about 20 people lived in this building, with Xu Sheng seemingly having lived there the longest, more than five years. Thanks to Xu Sheng's efforts, the place, once a land of despair, had become a home where the survivors could find small joys amidst their suffering.

However, Lin Wenfu, who already had a melancholic personality, became even more discouraged when he was trapped in Shirakawa Apartment, unable to live a normal life. He had to stay there every other night, which caused his relationship with his girlfriend to fall apart. As a result, he grew to despise the place and rarely wrote anything about the apartment.

"What the hell, I finally found some information, and yet this guy didn't want to write because he was in a bad mood..."

Seeing this, Maki gritted her teeth in anger, wishing she could rush out and punch the bespectacled man. But that was just a thought; of course, she didn't dare to actually do it.

However, the scattered notes gradually became more unusual.

"Sánchez"

This name appeared on the last few pages of the documents Maki had collected.

There were only two entries about this person. The first was a brief note:

[Today, a foreigner came out of room 109. He said his name was Sánchez. Originally, he was assigned to room 206, but the kitchen floor of room 206 had collapsed, so he was moved to 109. This man didn't seem to be doing well, I think he won't like this place.]

That was all.

The second entry referred to Sánchez's documents, which were part of the third-to-last set of papers Maki had found.

[Sánchez opened the door to room 304]

[He really missed his daughter, but Shirakawa Apartment was too far from his homeland. Within the three-day limit, no matter how hard he tried, he could only meet his daughter for a short while. His family wasn't well off, and to be honest, we weren't either. Since we got stuck here, those of us who used to have regular jobs and incomes had to make choices because of the restrictions here. Even with savings, we didn't have much to help.]

[Xu Sheng stopped Sánchez, not letting him enter room 304]

[I heard that once someone enters there, even if they can come out, they won't be the same person anymore]

[They will be shattered, disappear, and eventually become ghosts that no one can see, wandering the apartment forever, cycling in endless suffering until they forget everything.]

[But Sánchez said he had to go into 304. He said everything started there, he could change everything, he could save us all.]

[Is it really that easy?]

Beneath the ink strokes, much of the content was crossed out.

Although the writing seemed indifferent, Maki could tell from the strokes that the writer had gone through a great deal of complex emotions at the time.

The next entry was the second-to-last document, with only two sentences.

[Xu Sheng is dead]

[We can't leave the apartment]

Under the chaotic notes, Maki couldn't imagine what Lin Wenfu must have been thinking when he wrote those two lines.

Shijo Maki looked up, glancing at Takakai standing outside the door.

She almost wanted to call him over, asking him to bring Kaguya so that the three of them could go over the notes together and discuss the findings.

But then, she immediately remembered that Kaguya and Takakai were currently on high alert, keeping a careful watch on the hallway outside the door, staying vigilant against the corpse of the man who had likely written these notes, which had now transformed into something monstrous.

So, after a moment of hesitation, Maki lowered her head again and opened the last document she had found, a note that had fallen under the table in room 205, stained with a dark red blotch.

[Don't go near the window, don't go near the window! Don't look outside! Don't look! Don't look!!!]

The writing was almost completely chaotic, and reading it sent a chill through Maki's heart, leaving her with an unsettling feeling she couldn't explain.

[Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't go into anyone's room!]

[Everyone has gone mad! They're all different now! They've all gone mad! They are all mad!]

[I am a good child, I will listen, I will stay in the house quietly, I will not be punished, I am a good child, I am not mad, I am a good child, I am not mad, I am a good child, I am not, I am not mad, I am not mad, I am a good child, a good child]

The part about being a "good child" covered almost half the paper, and the handwriting was neat and orderly.

[No one can be trusted, don't trust anyone]

This was the final part of the note, and the writing was utterly disordered.

[Don't trust anyone, even a single separation is not allowed, not even once]

[Don't go to the third floor, the third floor isn't here, don't go]

[Can't get out from the first floor, I can't get out, no one can get out, we were always meant to live here, why should we leave]

The disordered writing continued from the bottom of the paper, overlapping with the "good child" words. Maki had to strain her eyes to decipher it.

[No one can be trusted]

[Don't trust anyone]

[Don't trust anyone]

[Don't trust anyone]

The writing began to repeat again, becoming more chaotic, almost like the scribblings of a mad person.

This repetition stretched until the very end of the paper.

There was only one unfinished sentence, and from the ink marks at the edge of the paper, it seemed like it had spread to the back.

Maki then flipped the paper over.

[Don't trust anyone]

The writing was still disordered, but for some reason, it was now easier to read than before, as if the madness had started to calm down.

[I told you not to trust anyone, didn't I?]

The next sentence wasn't entirely a repeat, but it had a strange tone, as though the writer was speaking to someone.

[I told you, don't trust anyone, they're all untrustworthy, you can't trust anyone!]

The writing started to become chaotic again, as though someone were screaming in her face.

[Can't trust anyone, I can't either]

[Can't trust me, my words can't be trusted, no one can be trusted]

[Why trust me? Why trust me?]

Only when she saw the final red line did she remember that when she picked up the paper earlier, the back was clearly blank, nothing written there at all.

Swish—

The stained paper fell to the ground, revealing the empty back.

The girl, her forehead drenched in cold sweat, nervously looked around the room, making sure there was nothing out of the ordinary before she finally let out a hesitant breath, even though her heart was racing, feeling as though it was about to burst out of her chest.

In this place, the inexplicable occurrences truly kept happening one after another.

But, thankfully, she had finally found a few valuable clues.

Shijo Maki sighed, trying to calm herself, then stood up, intending to inform Kaguya and Takakai about the information she had just found.

Boom!

At that moment, a violent tremor caused Maki, who had just stood up, Takakai, standing at the door, and Kaguya in the hallway to all fall to the ground.

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