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Beichuan Si had never seen Tsukishima Risa, but judging from Tsukishima Reimi's appearance, he could tell that Tsukishima Risa probably wasn't bad-looking either.
Although time had left its marks on this woman's face, Beichuan Si could still vaguely see the beauty she had in her youth.
While Beichuan Si was observing Tsukishima Reimi, she was also observing the unfamiliar face of Beichuan Si.
Beichuan Si had striking features, looking quite handsome, and due to his long-term study of medicine in a previous life, he exuded a natural aura of calm and composure, which gave Tsukishima Reimi a good initial impression.
Tsukishima Reimi and Qian Xia Chiyuki were acquaintances, so there wasn't much to be said. She looked at Beichuan Si and asked, "Chiyuki, who is this?"
"He's called Beichuan Si, a friend of Sister Risa, and he also wants to visit Sister Risa."
Qian Xia Chiyuki smiled slightly, preparing an identity for Beichuan Si.
She wasn't as brainless as some girls in novels, knowing that if she said Beichuan Si was actually an exorcist here to solve the problem with Tsukishima Risa, Tsukishima Reimi wouldn't easily believe it.
After all, Beichuan Si was just too young!
At a glance, it was obvious he was someone around the same age as Tsukishima Risa.
What kind of exorcism skills or experience could such a young person have?
"Someone Risa knows?" Tsukishima Reimi's expression relaxed, and her gaze toward Beichuan Si became much kinder.
"Hello, Aunt Tsukishima, I'm Beichuan Si."
Beichuan Si extended his hand to shake hands with Tsukishima Reimi.
Tsukishima Reimi did not show a suspicious look; after all, after Tsukishima Risa fell ill, there were quite a few students from Kyubei who came to visit her.
"Please, both of you, come in." Tsukishima Reimi made way, inviting Qian Xia Chiyuki and Beichuan Si inside.
Walking in from the entrance led to the living room, with the kitchen on the left and the bathroom and toilet on the right. Straight ahead was the spiral staircase leading to the second floor. The layout was simple and bright.
After Beichuan Si and Qian Xia Chiyuki sat down, Tsukishima Reimi spoke with a worried expression,
"Chiyuki, today may not be very convenient. You know, Risa hasn't been herself lately. She just wrapped herself in a blanket and stared out the window. I'm afraid she might scare you..."
"It's okay, Aunt Tsukishima, neither Beichuan nor I would be frightened by that. Let us go up and see Risa," Qian Xia Chiyuki held onto Tsukishima Reimi's arm, gently shaking it.
No matter what, Beichuan Si had to go up and see the situation.
Although deceiving Tsukishima Reimi weighed on her conscience, urgent matters demanded urgency, and Qian Xia Chiyuki couldn't let it bother her too much.
"Sigh." Tsukishima Reimi sighed softly.
After a while, she reluctantly agreed,
"Alright, but I will only allow you to go up for fifteen minutes because it's almost time for Risa to take her medicine."
Fifteen minutes?
Upon hearing this time limit, Qian Xia Chiyuki couldn't help but look back at Beichuan Si.
Beichuan Si's expression didn't change as he nodded.
In reality, it wouldn't even take five minutes to remove the resentment. After all, this kind of resentment, stored in the human body without any external supplements, was easily dealt with by Beichuan Si's deathly aura. If it took fifteen minutes, he'd have to consider elevating the entity to a high-level sinister spirit.
But resentment was still resentment, related to the body's strength, yet not too difficult to eliminate.
After Tsukishima Reimi finished speaking, she didn't linger. She got up and led Beichuan Si and Qian Xia Chiyuki upstairs to a closed door.
This door was strange; from the outside, it looked like an ordinary door, but for some reason, it made one's hair stand on end, and the body feel cold.
You could almost feel the chilling aura seeping through the crack in the door.
Tsukishima Reimi took out a key, unlocked the door, and the scene inside made everyone shiver.
It was an abnormal space.
Frigid and lonely, it made one's scalp tingle just looking at it.
Both the ceiling and the windows were tightly sealed with newspapers, leaving no gaps, and some newspapers seemed to have been torn by Tsukishima Risa with so much force they hung down in strips like arms beside the window.
The floor was also covered in old newspapers, scattered haphazardly.
There was no heating in the room, and a strange chill pervaded the space.
In the center of the bed, wrapped tightly in a blanket, sat Tsukishima Risa, only her pale face visible, her eyes darting around.
She occasionally twitched her small frame, displaying an extreme expression of fear.
From Beichuan Si's perspective, Tsukishima Risa seemed about to drown in this sea of newspapers.
"Here's the key, Chiyuki. Remember to lock the door when you come down, or else we won't know where Risa might wander off to."
Tsukishima Reimi couldn't bear to see her daughter in such a state, and with a soft sigh, she handed the key to Qian Xia Chiyuki and quickly went downstairs.
Seeing the greatest obstacle leave, Beichuan Si was no longer polite. His eyes emitted a deathly aura, and without turning back, he said to Qian Xia Chiyuki behind him, "Go close the door."
"Ah, oh." Qian Xia Chiyuki hurriedly ran to the entrance and closed the door.
When she turned back, she saw that Beichuan Si had already stepped into Tsukishima Risa's room and was walking toward her at the center of the bed.
"Wait! Beichuan! If you get too close, Risa will—"
Qian Xia Chiyuki, panicking, called out, barely restraining her voice.
But it was already too late.
The addition of two more people to an already confined space was enough to make Tsukishima Risa anxious and uneasy. As Beichuan Si approached, she couldn't hold back anymore, and she jumped from the bed, lunging at Beichuan Si in a bizarre manner.
Qian Xia Chiyuki, who had wanted to help, shivered involuntarily.
When she visited just two days earlier, Tsukishima Risa could still communicate with her, but now Tsukishima Risa's black eyes were filled with cruelty and violence.
It seemed...
It seemed like a doll from a nightmare!
Then—
The "doll from a nightmare" leaped up, only to be caught by Beichuan Si, expressionless, by the collar.
Tsukishima Risa struggled, her white legs kicking, looking just like a large cat whose scruff had been seized by Beichuan Si.
"Why did you yell like that earlier?" Beichuan Si glanced back at Qian Xia Chiyuki, puzzled as to why she made so much noise.
After all, attracting Tsukishima Reimi at this critical moment wouldn't be ideal.
"Uh..." Qian Xia Chiyuki felt at a loss for words.
Staring at Tsukishima Risa, who was furiously flailing at Beichuan Si yet powerless, she found herself at a loss for words.
The Urban Mysterious Tales Office blogger... his reputation truly preceded him.
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