Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

Realizing that she couldn't change Amamiya Rin's decision, Mamiya Yuka didn't continue to try to dissuade her.

"I went to the hospital specifically to find this. The wooden knife is quite worn, but the cane is fine."

She retrieved a cane and a sheathed wooden sword from the corner of the entryway, and, supporting Amamiya Rin, escorted him all the way to the outside of the apartment.

I also helped call a taxi and paid the fare.

The taxi slowly drove away from the apartment building. Through the car window, Amamiya Rin watched Mamiya Yuka's figure disappear at the apartment entrance before turning his gaze away and leaning back in the back seat.

Cars travel through the streets at night, neon lights like flowing ribbons, leaving colorful streaks on the car windows.

With her eyes closed, Amamiya Rin entered a state of emptiness through profound meditation, ceasing all thought and activity to minimize physical and mental exhaustion.

Although he spoke quite casually to Yuka Mamiya, Rin Amamiya's situation was worse than ever before.

The exhaustion that could have caused sudden death did not dissipate like clouds after a day and a night of rest; instead, it accumulated along with the burden on the body from 20 years of dreaming.

Yu Gonglin calculated that if he didn't adjust his normal sleep schedule, he could only last another day and night before he would die suddenly again.

"He only has two months left to live."

Amamiya Rin muttered to herself.

The world-destroying Apology Demon is lurking in the shadows, and Kayako, who has the potential to destroy the world, could come knocking at any moment. Meanwhile, Tomie Kawakami's mind is also growing stronger.

However, what threatens his life most now is Changmeng.

He had forgotten how many times he had entered the dream today, only remembering that only about a month had passed since he transmigrated, but the dream had already spanned twenty years.

In less than two months, his body will turn to ashes.

There is only one solution: within two months, find the curse of the Sleep Demon and use your dream self to refresh your state.

More than half an hour later, the taxi that Amamiya Rin was in arrived in the city smoothly.

As I got off the bus, the evening breeze carried the enticing aroma of food and the unique hustle and bustle of the city.

Not far away is a brightly lit business hotel, while on the other side is a street lined with restaurants.

A budget hotel with restaurants nearby.

After getting on the bus, Amamiya Rin did not give a destination, but instead set these conditions.

The driver lived up to expectations and took him to a place that met the requirements.

Having not eaten for a day and a night, his stomach was growling with hunger. Amamiya Rin, leaning on his cane and carrying his bag and sword pouch, hurried toward the street of restaurants.

The bustling street, with its flashing neon signs, and the mingling of steam from ramen shops, the noise from izakayas, and the sizzling aroma of grilled meat, all whetted Amamiya Rin's appetite.

Amamiya Rin quickened her pace and chose an izakaya that looked quite clean and had just the right number of customers.

The shop is small, with warm yellow light shining through the gaps in the curtains, giving it a cozy, homey feel.

As he lifted the curtain, the warm air and aroma of food immediately enveloped him. Amamiya Rin sat down in a corner, carefully placing his cane and sword pouch beside him.

Welcome!

The owner and chef, wearing an apron, greeted customers warmly in the open kitchen.

"What would you like to eat?"

"One serving of tonkotsu ramen, one serving of gyoza, one serving of mini sausages, and one serving of tempura."

Amamiya Rin glanced at the menu and ordered quite a few dishes.

Are you alone?

The boss asked in surprise.

"I have a big appetite."

Amamiya Rin smiled at the boss. Having been hungry for a day and a night, he could eat anything now. If he hadn't missed the buffet, he might have been able to eat his money's worth.

"Would you like something to drink?"

The boss nodded and then asked Amamiya Rin.

Just as Amamiya Rin was about to shake her head, a guest next to her spoke up first.

"Hey buddy, try some Tomie brew!"

He was a middle-aged man with a slightly flushed face and a hint of drunkenness. He rested his left arm on the table and picked up a porcelain bottle with two fingers of his right hand, gently shaking it at him.

"This is a sake that was recently put on sale. It tastes amazing. I've never had such delicious sake before. Just one sip and you'll be satisfied."

"Tomie... brewing?"

Seeing the wine bottle in the middle-aged man's hand, Amamiya Rin's eyelids twitched.

"Hmm, it was probably produced in a place called Tomie, right?"

The drunken middle-aged man laughed heartily.

"In a way... that's true."

Amamiya Rin turned her head away, unable to bear looking, only to find that several other customers had also bought this so-called Tomie brew.

Is the sake brewed from Tomie's body already being sold on a large scale?

Amamiya Rin no longer knew how to react.

In Junji Ito's manga, someone did indeed use Tomie's dismembered body to brew alcohol, and the ending expressed an intention to sell it, but...

"Hey buddy, if you don't believe me, I can share a drink with you."

The drunken middle-aged man was still recommending Tomie sake to Amamiya Rin.

"Thank you, but no, I'm not feeling well and can't drink alcohol."

Amamiya Rin's gaze darted around, offering a tactful refusal.

"Oh? What a pity..."

The middle-aged man pursed his lips, didn't argue further, poured himself another glass of the clear liquid, sniffed it with relish, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Amamiya Rin didn't stop him; it was pointless anyway, as countless people had already drunk this wine.

Now, all we can do is pray that these sakes no longer contain any trace of Tomie's cells.

"I wish it could be paired with the grilled meat from Daruma Yakiniku. Only their food is worthy of such fine wine."

Another guest remarked with emotion.

"I'm listening."

While preparing ramen for Amamiya Rin, the owner complained to the customer who made such a comment.

"Haha, you're not a professional barbecue restaurant, why do you care about this kind of thing?"

The guest laughed heartily and poured himself a cup of sake.

"Daruma yakiniku restaurant? Could you tell me more about it?"

A middle-aged customer wearing sunglasses and a suit asked in a calm tone.

"That's a yakiniku (grilled meat) restaurant in Shizuoka Prefecture. Although the place is filthy and covered in grease, the food is absolutely amazing! If you ever go to Shizuoka Prefecture, you absolutely have to try it."

The customer enthusiastically recommended it.

"I will."

The man in sunglasses nodded; his answer was brief, but you could sense his anticipation.

"..."

Amamiya Rin listened silently, her stomach churning slightly.

Shizuoka Prefecture? Mount Fuji is in Shizuoka Prefecture, which means... it's that yakiniku (grilled meat) restaurant?

Another serving of tree nectar that will kill you if you eat it—that completes the main course, drink, and dessert of the Junji Ito series.

What a great misfortune it would be if a person could eat these three delicacies in their lifetime.