"Yonghui disappeared three days ago.

When he returned from fishing that day, he went to deliver fresh seafood to two hot spring inns, but he didn't come back until late. "

"Does he often come home late?".

"No, never. After Rika was born, he never returned late. "

Haruto rubbed his chin: "Then the problem is with those two hot spring hotels?".

Saori just shook her head: "I don't know. "

The boy hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Why do others say ...... Your husband ran away with a geisha?".

"That's their!".

Saori raised her voice and shouted, and with her voice, the half-asleep Rika was frightened and cried quietly.

Her momentum was discharged, and she hugged the baby and shook it gently: "Rika, my Rika ......".

After a while, Saori whispered, "Maybe this is retribution." "

Haruto didn't speak, and made a deaf look.

......

Three years ago, Yonghui, a young man from the countryside, met Saori, a geisha from Asakusa, at a festival in the town.

Saori is very beautiful, and she also has the means to hook up with men, but Yonghui, who came from a small place, failed to resist the temptation and abandoned his parents and minor siblings who raised him, and followed Saori to Asakusa.

What can a teenager who can only do fishing do when he comes to bustling Tokyo?

Of course, it's all kinds of lowly and dirty work.

A

teenager who grew up in the countryside under the expectation of his parents lived at the bottom of Asakusa, and it was painful to watch his beloved Saori return to the life of Israel.

Saori is not without true feelings for Yonghui, and when she was lonely in Tokyo, it was Yonghui's love that gave her the confidence to survive.

So one day after the New Year, the two absconded from Asakusa together.

Saori stole the bustard/mother's money bag, took Yonghui on the train to get rid of the tracking of the flower street, and finally boldly settled in Chiba Prefecture, which is adjacent to Tokyo.

Relying on that money, the two young couples lived a good life.

Yonghui fished to support his family, Saori became a virtuous helper, and his husband and children lived a harmonious life.

"But Yonghui made a vow to me in front ......of the gods that he would never betray me for the rest of his life, and that he would live with me for a long time."

Saori shook her shoulders, tears silently sliding down the bridge of her nose.

"It's not settled yet. "

Haruto said, "What are the names of those two hot spring inns?"

Saori raised her head and her eyes were blurred with tears: "...... What does that mean?".

"Maybe it's really the problem of the hot spring inn......? What are you working so hard for?".

Maybe it was unwilling, or maybe it was really the absolute trust in her husband, Haruto got the names of the two hot spring inns.

One of them is called Wankaisha, and it is the one he inquired about when he first arrived in Hirano.

A layer of goosebumps appeared on Haruto's arm.

A

hot spring inn filled with delicious sea bream, fresh lobster, and sweet king crab, and there may be a man-eating demon hidden in it!

It's just horrible!

He was so stunned and broke in!

If someone closes the door and beats the dog, ......

Then he's a stupid dog.

"Let's go to another one first. "

Haruto made up his mind and decided to go to another hot spring inn called Regaya before the other members of the Demon Slayer arrived.

In the dark, the fishermen who had been tired from the day's work all day pulled their clogs to the town's brightly lit "hot spring town", and if Tokyoites go to Asakusa and Yoshiwara Yukaku for fun, then the hot spring town of Hirano is a good place for Chiba people to relax.

The

hot house was opened in the most prosperous location, and Haruki wanted to blend in with the crowd to enter, but was stopped by the guard at the door.

"Swordsmen are not allowed to enter. "

The open road is not passable, and you can only take the dark road.

Haruto effortlessly jumped over the wall into the hot house, wrapped the Hinawa knife in Haori, and swaggered around the hot spring inn.

It looks no different from the hot spring pools of later generations, with a large number of people soaking in hot water like dumplings and a hot towel on their heads.

To the naked eye, it doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with ......

Haruto closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his consciousness spreading out like a wave.

Well, it turns out that not all hot spring hostels are here to soak in hot springs......

There are those who rub the bath, there are those who pinch the feet, and there are ......

Qingren raised his eyebrows, jumped over the houses that were running towards the great harmony of life together, and carefully swept the houses in those dark places.

Nothing was found.

Could it be that he is really the Emperor of Europe? That Wanhai Society is a real haunted house?

He frowned and regained consciousness, and as he passed by the harmonious house, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Why is there one less person conscious?

The vague consciousness of a man and a woman who was still there just now is only a woman left.

"It's going so fast...... Have you already left?".

Haruto sensed that something was wrong and turned and walked that way.

The closer you get, the clearer the interior of the room becomes in your consciousness.

He saw a woman half-seated in the single hot spring of the house, her long hair scattered, like a well-fed beast, licking her palms contentedly.

The palm of the hand...... The muscles are staggered, the bones are thick, and the nails are sharp

It's clearly a ghost claw!

The woman sitting in the hot spring is a man-eating demon!

At this moment, the long-haired female ghost felt being spied on, and pouted into the air, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth!

"Hmph......" Haruto snorted, and consciousness flooded back into his body like a tide again.

The first time I tried to act as a sentinel to investigate the situation, I happened to see the image of a demon eating people.

Haruto ran wildly, and the Aoyama embroidered haori on his body trembled as he ran, and the Hinawa knife had long been held in his hand.

"Bang dang!".

The

white-haired boy came to his consciousness and probed the demon's house and kicked open the wooden door.

The room was empty, not to mention the evil spirits, not even a figure.

Only the single pool of hot springs was still steaming.

"Escaped?".

He stepped forward and looked out into the hot springs.

"Ho!".

In the slightly yellowed spring water, there are countless human bones!

This room ...... It's the lair of that long-haired female ghost!

These human corpses are people who don't know when they died, and all the flesh and bones of their bodies have been devoured.

I don't know if there is a body of Yuki Asai in it.

"Squeak-".

He was kicked open by the Sunny Man, and the wooden door that had been closed due to the rebound was pushed open again.

A girl with jet-black hair timidly poked half of her head in, her eyes as clear as glass beads full of timidity.

"Excuse me...... Who are you looking for?".

Haruto didn't speak, and quickly glanced back at the hot spring.

The yellowish hot spring water had an obvious smell of sulfur, and the pool was clean, as if the corpses everywhere just now were all hallucinations of the Qing people.

"Are you a guest on my reservation, can you start now?".

Seeing that Harukin didn't speak, the girl exposed half of her body, and the neckline of the kimono almost fell to her waist, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin on her upper body.

Haruto narrowed his misty blue eyes, and a mocking smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"This aunt - or grandma, the guy who turned you into a ghost didn't tell you ...... to meet a ghost swordsman with keen senses."

He bent down and grasped the knife, and his body shattered into a full-drawn bowstring.

"Do you want to get rid of the smell on your body first?!".

The hot breath ignited the chest, and the long knife swung to ignite a fire tree and silver flowers.

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