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Inugami had probably devoured his eyeballs and returned to its shikigami form.
Kamiyagawa, wearing a white hooded leather jacket, narrowed his pupils and scrutinized the man he had just rescued.
"Strange,"
he mused quietly to himself.
The man before him bore a resemblance to the one he had encountered in the room of the Rain Woman.
However, the previous one had vanished before he could take a closer look.
The one he had promptly saved was still "alive," available for careful observation.
Upon closer inspection, Kamiyagawa could confirm that this man was definitely not a Strange Tale; there wasn't a trace of it on him.
But at the same time, he was not a living person.
The man didn't have even the slightest aura of a living human being.
It should be noted that even those they had encountered in Aokigahara, who had died so many times that their souls were fractured and dimwitted, on the brink of becoming ghostly, still carried a hint of the living.
