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Sylvia and I entered the building for several nights and soon noticed something strange.

"Ooh, looks like the space is subtly twisted. You were supposed to go upstairs, but you're on the first floor."

I looked out the window of the building, and a few nights said:

"You can think it's like a complicated maze of legality"

Sylvia is not particularly surprised because on several occasions in the past she has been within a similarly alienated junction.

As they walked around the building for a while, they confirmed that there was a huge door left open next to the aisle.

Once inside the door, there was a receptionist on the side and a man sat down.

"Is there an admission fee or something?

"Be my guest. If you want to take part in a bet, take this one."

Sylvia asks, the receptionist shows two number tags.

"No, fine. I'll leave it to the sights."

"Uh, just the sights -?

"That's better."

To Sylvia's words, several nights voiced dissatisfaction, but the receptionist laughed deeply.

Inside it was like a theater hall. Dozens of humans gather and stare up on the stage. Till the curtain came down on the altar, a giant roulette was placed in front of the curtain.

"It's called outside, it's called in here, I wonder how much the hell you're coming"

Sylvia looks over the guest seat and squeals.

"Obviously a lot this year."

Sitting near the entrance to the hall, a slightly fat thirties or so saying-headed man responds to Sylvia's words.

"Domestically, too, but if the overseas team did more than that, you'd have more. The famous site was given a look at the festival, so I took the trouble to Japan. Whether inside or outside, there are lots of paranormal or sorcerer, rubbish humans with a desire for ruin, or real sorcerers - somewhere. You don't look like you have a desire for ruin, and this isn't your call."

"What are you doing here?

What night asks the man.

"As you can see, we're going to win a sweepstakes. Here we go."

"Roulette start!

There is a voice over the speaker and the roulette spins out.

"Number 124! Big winner!

"Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A hitting outsider runs up to the stage and is happy to get a bag.

"Ouch! Damn!

But look at the contents of the bag, throw the bag away. What was stuck in the bag scatters on the floor. It was countless hearts. Those who see it laugh.

"People's hearts - small for them. Animals, or else... children."

While Sylvia was squealing, she approached the scattered heart for several nights.

"You didn't look closely, that guy"

I put my scattered heart in the bag and took it, and laughed at it as I returned for a few nights.

"Bring me something like that."

"Well, look at that"

When several nights took out one heart in the bag, he gripped it softly. From the crushed, a variety of gems emerge and splash in momentum and colour.

"Is it real?

"Because of the curse, maybe this gem is real. It's impossible to curse Nicemon's jewels on purpose."

"I see. But it's disgusting. Like a jewel stuffed in your heart."

Sylvia with her face.

"You're cursed, too. But I can handle the curse. If I try, it's more than just a regular jewel."

I pinched up one emerald and said for a few nights as I shivered and lengthened.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

'Whoa, whoa, whoa!

When I suddenly wondered if I had screamed, I cheered at a louder volume than that.

"Whoa, we're here! Thirty-three, skewer sentence!

The curtain on the stage rises, about five good black men of Gatai pop out of the inside and jump into the guest seat, grabbing both sides of the man with the number tag of 33 and forcefully taking him to the stage.

When the curtains rose, a variety of torture and execution instruments were arranged there. Triangle Trojan Horse, Tabernacle, Guillotine, Iron Virgin, Pendulum, Faralis Bull, Galot.

A man taken by black clothes is being held in captivity and crying out. The customers are laughing when they see how it goes.

Eventually, the men in black take their spears and stab them in the arms, legs, shoulders, flanks, etc. It was understandable that the spirit was to twitch, frighten, despair and let die, one by one, without killing them immediately. The audience is even boiling when they see it.

"Don't be so happy that you might be us next"

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"We've all weaved it together, and that's why we're so excited."

Behind Sylvia throwing up, a receptionist came and spoke.

"I just heard from the hospital. I asked you to come. He's on the top floor here, so he wants you to come up."

Listen to the man's dialogue and realize that the movement since entering the building has been monitored. For once, it could have already been checked in the woods.

"On the stairs? There's no elevator."

"Apparently there is, but the only place I know of is Mr. Electric House. I'll untie the spatial distortion maze so you can get there right away on the stairs."

"Thanks for taking the time."

Ironically thanking him, Sylvia made her way to the entrance to the hall early enough and continued to do so for nights. I felt like I didn't even want every minute or second of it in a place where chest shit like this would go bad.

Ye Shan, who entered the building, was lost.

I saw a couple of halls with roulette and other rooms that have events, but the target is nowhere to be found.

On the contrary, I noticed something was wrong in this building. The phantom or otherwise the space is twisted around the same place, and you can't go up the stairs to the top floor.

As I was walking, I numbered some maggots, but the marks never disappeared, and I reached the spot marked with the same number many times.

And I was lost for a while, and Ip Mountain noticed. Once there is a legality to this distortion of space, that it can go to the same place by the way it walks.

Then I thought there should be a maze exit for sure, and while I was trying various ways to go about stairs and divides, I obviously visited places I had never been before.

"Even though I am a maggot, I am stuck today..."

Squeeze with a smile.

"Is that it?"

But I notice something odd. There are a few marks on the aisle at intervals. I don't remember putting such a mark on you, and if you walked by the law, you wouldn't even be in a place like this.

"Does that mean that the maze technique is solved..."

Ye Shan came to that conclusion and went up the stairs.

Junko and Yasuse entered the entrance to the building, where Junko encountered a person he actually remembered.

"Oh, not Taro Peach Chestnut"

"I don't feel like I'm dating such a joke. Have you seen our little girl?

Kurizo sees Junko and asks him with a serious face sometime.

"I haven't seen it. It's my role in the first place."

"I am aware of that. I'm sorry, can you come with me? I have someone I can't handle on my own."

"Fine. Unless you want to help me or not. Unless you get attacked, maybe you won't help me, will you?

"Still fine."

Kurizo nodded at Junko, who confirmed with a smile that was not consigned.

Near the blue-black building, there was a pond with bright, glowing water surfaces. And by the pond, the bodies of giant lizards are rolling.

"Jap!"

Decided this was usable, Angelina crouched to the side of the body.

Angelina prays as she does her work.

I never prayed to God. I pray wholeheartedly.

I can't help but punish myself for committing an unforgivable felony.

I can't help but continue to make amends to myself for committing an unforgivable great crime.

But Shangmi did not sin. Don't make such a sweet, good girl look terrible. Please help me. No, let yourself help me.

I don't mind myself going to hell for the price and savoring eternal blame bitterness. So don't make that girl look terrible. I'm going to help myself now, so give her protection until then...

"Jap......"

Keeping working with trembling hands, that's all I thought about, Angelina noticed that she was in tears.

Dolphins don't weep or anything. My body is a dolphin, what a dolphin.

Angelina noticed. For the first time in my life, I've lived for more than thirty years, crying for someone other than myself.

And I remember. Earlier, I said I wouldn't cry, about Upper Beauty, who was strong as she cried.

Reminds me more.That you spoke kind words to yourself drowning in the river. That I said I was safe and relieved.

As soon as I remember, Angelina's tears gain momentum.

I wonder if Shangmi and the children were in the same mood as they are now, thinking about themselves being flushed into the river.

Was it your life that you were so worried about someone? I'm pretty sure I've never been so worried about someone before in my life.

Reminds me of Upper Beauty's tough, bright smile, and the voice she played. I strongly believe that there should be no such thing as losing that adorable girl.

"Jah...... p......"

Angelina appeals strongly to God. Don't pray. I don't even wish. At the earliest it is an appeal, a demand.

He said to himself, a cursed great sinner, to give him strength. He wants me to save that girl. I don't mind being cursed forever, so I want her safe.

We must only allow her to get hurt and be horrible to the eyes. If that happens, you curse God forever.

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