"What I want to tell is related to a macabre story about a female college student who died in a drain well at my old university some time ago." They were sitting by the window, and because it was a hot pot buffet, the heat was hot with oil and water, and there was always grease everywhere. Sagen Takei looked down from the windowsill and could see crowds of people going in and out in front of the various stalls and eateries. A few days ago, Sagen Takei and Amao Shingu agreed to meet and talk when they have more time, and they chose the hot pot restaurant in Amao Shingu's hometown. For Amao Shingu, eating hot pot can give him courage: “I only know that girl's name is Yamaoka. Yamaoka is not a pretty girl, her appearance is often ridiculed by others. Maybe that's why her personality is somewhat introverted and self-deprecating. Moreover, she is not a city dweller, her family originally lived in a rural area located off the island, but for some reason about seven years ago moved to this

Sagen Takei walked out of the store and saw that the girl hadn't left yet, in front of her was a man in his forties or fifties, wearing black-rimmed glasses, thanking her chatteringly. “Thank you, Miss Hideko. Without you, I don't know how to continue the business." The man said. At this point, Sagen Takei had vaguely guessed everything. The man rolled his eyes and saw Sagen Takei, now his expression had changed to a nonchalant one as if he were a double player on stage: "You want to buy furniture?" Sagen Takei shook his head, “No. Are you the owner of the shop? I have seen the wooden furniture displayed in your shop, I must say I admire your sculpting talent. I just wanted to ask you a few things, I am also a woodcarver, so the words I say are all sincere words from the bottom of my heart.” He stared intently at Sagen Takei's face as if guessing whether what he said was true or false. Then he nodded, still in a cold voice: “I don't have much experience to tell you. If you don't b

"That's when my father collapsed at home and was later taken to the hospital. The situation was critical, and somehow, he was cured." Taking this opportunity, Sagen Takei checked the attribute values under the corner of his eye and discovered that only the mental antibody column remained unchanged, while the other two columns were slowly changing. This proves that Karibu Shingu's unusual signs stemmed from the day of his sudden admission to the hospital. Perhaps it is possible to start investigating from here. Sagen Takei continued to ask, “Is there any other abnormality in him? Regarding that health issue?” "No, and he took the initiative to take a shower as soon as he got home. He was a very healthy person." Amao Shingu lowered his voice and said, "My father said that he had been feeling sore all this time as if his body had worn out, but now he no longer feels that way and his spirit is very good." "Did he say something confusing or related to this disappearance to you?" Sagen T

Let go of the grip tight fingers, staring at the surface of the iron force wood appeared five deep sunken fingerprints. His five fingers immediately sank into the hard and strong scrap of wood. Considering the fullness of the work, Sagen Takei added a beautiful folded card to each character, the card is about the character's background, plot and other related introduction, ready to gradually launch a series. Thump, thump, thump, little feet quickly ran down the third floor. The store does not have a lot of finished wood carvings, but Sagen Takei accepts custom orders, which are a bit more expensive, but are one of his main sources of living expenses. So Sagen Takei arrived in this world, began to try to slowly change the style of their work. However, once a style is set, it is often difficult to change. "What the hell is this... Eagle Claw Kung Fu, or Iron Sand Palm? Or did it become Popeye?!" A day or two did not go to open the store, his small business can not be maintained fo

This Metoro city is a subtropical humid and mild climate, the summer night into the cool quickly, the highest temperature of the day is noon, but it is about twenty-seven or twenty-eight degrees. This time Sagen Takei was sure that the first shaking was not an illusion. Moreover, his hands were a bit dirty at the moment, and washing his hands before making tea might delay the sheriff's inquiry. He put down the tools in his hand, looked up to see the time, it was already 9:00 p.m., and guessed who might be outside, so he got up and opened the door. "Yes." Sagen Takei nodded. At the moment, there was enough moonlight outside the window that he could see most of the room even without turning on the lights. He opened his eyes in a daze and found himself curled up in a ball, hugging a pillow, but the blanket was still well covered and not kicked off. "Yes, but she was often not at home, but I knew her daughter Fei very well." Sagen Takei I answered honestly. "They don't live in the