Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

At that moment, the girl who had been grabbed by Miyuki Kawahara on the ground next to them suddenly moved.

She slowly opened her eyes, blinked blankly for a moment, and then saw the scene before her—Amamiya Rin suppressing a strange man with a bat-like face.

What should have been a scene of vanquishing demons and monsters appeared strangely eerie to the young girl.

Amamiya Rin had his back to her, his clothes on his back were torn with a large hole, and his exposed skin was covered in blood. A hideous wound almost cut open the back of his neck, and from that wound, several small lumps of flesh were emerging!

Those tumors were only the size of an infant's fist, and the outlines of facial features could be vaguely seen. They hung there like undeveloped heads, swaying slightly with Amamiya Rin's movements.

The girl's eyes widened suddenly, her mouth opened, but before she could utter a sound, her eyes rolled back and she fainted again.

Amamiya Rin had no time to care about her.

He was focused entirely on suppressing Kawahara Miyuki, and had no time to deal with the growing Tomie larvae behind him.

However, as Amamiya Rin suppressed her, Kawahara Miyuki's struggles gradually weakened.

The bat-like face returned to its beautiful form, and the scarlet eyes slowly faded.

Kawahara Miyuki lay on her back in the dust, her gaze gradually focusing, a complex expression of distress on her face.

Realizing that Kawahara Miyuki seemed to have regained her senses, Amamiya Rin released her, pulled out the bone knife stuck in his left shoulder, gripped it in the back of his hand, and swung it behind his back.

His movements were clean and swift. The blade grazed the back of his neck, and with a few soft sounds, the several tumors hanging on his back fell to the dusty cement ground.

The tumor started screaming as soon as it hit the ground. It was the voice of Tomie Kawakami. They scolded Rin Amamiya with all sorts of sharp and sarcastic words.

Faced with these newborn Tomie, Amamiya Rin sighed and adopted the simplest method.

He opened his mouth, and as a cold light flashed, dozens of tentacles shot out from it, their needle-like tips striking the inside of Tomie's mouth and connecting to her cranial nerves.

Connect these newly created Fujiang networks to the Fujiang Network.

Simple and direct, that solves the problem.

Looking back at Kawahara Miyuki, in the short time she was given, she probably understood the situation. Amamiya Rin looked down at her and calmly asked.

"Finally awake? Hopefully you're capable of normal communication now."

"I... am the real killer in this series of murders... right?"

Kawahara Miyuki's voice was very pleasant, but her tone was incredibly bitter. She seemed to be confirming something, but she had clearly already confirmed it.

"Although I didn't see you kill anyone with my own eyes, all the signs here indicate that you are the real killer in this serial murder case."

Amamiya Rin said in a deep voice, his gaze toward Kawahara Miyuki revealing a hint of sorrow.

He didn't believe that a 20-year-old nationally popular singer at the height of his fame would kill someone to obtain blood in order to maintain his youth. If nothing unexpected happened, he must have been mentally corrupted, a phenomenon that was all too common in Junji Ito's worldview.

However, regardless of whether she has been spiritually corrupted, Miyuki Kawahara's hands... no, it should be said that her entire body is stained with the blood of innocent people.

"I had my suspicions for a long time. The dressing room was often a mess, a knife would suddenly appear in my bag, and I often felt like I was being watched. But no matter who I asked, they all told me it was normal, that it was understandable for an idol to encounter such things, until that day..."

Miyuki Kawahara's face turned pale, and she showed a look of regret.

"When I passed by Shimokitazawa, I had a strong feeling. My vision went black, my mind went blank, as if I had fallen into a world of unconsciousness, without any sense of reality. When I came to, I was standing in a dimly lit alley and I saw her. She was killing people, peeling off the skin of women and cutting open their internal organs. She had a hideous and ferocious face, and she looked up at me and told me that her name was Hattori Erisa... That was my real name!"

"At that time, I should have realized that I was not seeing a murder scene, but that I was killing someone. However, in my dazed state, I couldn't remember that I was killing someone. My brain was deceiving me, and I only saw the murder scene."

Miyuki Kawahara muttered to herself, fearing to approach the truth, but the truth eventually appeared before her.

"What happened to you? Do you remember what you experienced in that abandoned building at the beginning? What exactly happened during that paranormal program?"

Amamiya Rin pressed for an answer.

Kawahara Miyuki's eyes were somewhat unfocused as she recalled what had happened and spoke softly.

"That episode was a vampire special, and the production team somehow got hold of these things. At the time, I felt like the people in the pictures... were looking at me?"

Miyuki Kawahara's gaze swept over the Iron Maiden and the portrait on the wall.

"After the show ended, I inexplicably took that book home. Later, I had it translated... It was written in Latin and was the diary of the famous female vampire Elizabeth Bathory, which recorded the dark magic ritual of bathing in the blood of young girls."

She shook her head vigorously, a look of confusion on her face.

"I can't remember anything after that. It was like having a long nightmare; for a while, it felt like my body was being controlled by something else."

"These production teams always manage to find some inexplicable places and things."

Amamiya Rin couldn't help but sigh.

"However, you must take responsibility for your actions in any case."

He looked intently at Miyuki Kawahara, who in turn looked directly into Rin Amamiya's eyes, those eyes that once shone brightly on stage now dull and lifeless.

She forced a bitter smile, tears silently sliding down her cheeks.

"I understand. From the moment I regained consciousness, I knew this would be the outcome. I will accept whatever you decide to do with me."

Amamiya Rin crossed her arms and began to think.

Miyuki Kawahara is also a victim. Killing her directly or incorporating her into the Tomie Network is not feasible. In this situation... let's leave it to Ranko Inudo's Police History Compilation Office.

You can even earn a bonus by using your own body.

"You stay here for now, someone will come and deal with you later."

Having made up his mind, Amamiya Rin took off Kawahara Miyuki's coat, tied her legs together, then got up and removed the portrait from the wall, calling out to Hayashi Nao who was hiding behind a load-bearing pillar.

"Miss Hayashi Nao, please come out with me for a moment. I have something to discuss with you."

The voice echoed in the empty floor, but there was no response from where Lin Nao was hiding. Amamiya Rin raised an eyebrow and was about to walk over when Kawahara Miyuki trembled, suddenly looked up, and asked in obvious surprise, "Lin Nao?"

Amamiya Rin turned to look at Kawahara Miyuki: "Yes, your makeup artist. She witnessed your murder scene, and she's the one who brought me here this time."

"That's impossible!" Miyuki Kawahara interrupted Rin Amamiya. "She's been missing for two months... The day before she disappeared happened to be a period of time that I have very vague memories of."