Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

Amamiya Rin took a step back in the corridor and carefully examined Fujino Terumi.

Ok!

Terumi Fujino is safe and sound... at least on the surface.

"Come in quickly."

Her voice was low, and her eyes darted nervously toward the stairwell.

Amamiya Rin carried the violin case into the house, passed through the entrance hall, and entered the living room.

Fujino Terumi followed behind, watching Amamiya Rin's back. Her expression was strange, and a sharp fruit knife quietly slid out from her sleeve.

Fujino Terumi gripped the handle of the fruit knife tightly and lunged forward, the tip of the knife aimed straight at Amamiya Rin's back.

However, Amamiya Rin reacted even faster!

He didn't even turn around; he simply swayed to the side, and his left hand, as if anticipated, reached out and precisely grabbed Fujino Terumi's wrist, which was holding the knife.

Twist and pull.

"what!"

Fujino Terumi cried out in pain, and the fruit knife clattered to the ground.

Amamiya Rin slid back, gently placed the violin case on the ground, then twisted Fujino Terumi's arm behind her back with her other hand, pressed her shoulder down, and pinned her to the ground.

All in one go!

"What are you doing, Terumi Fujino!"

Yu Gonglin's gaze swept across the living room, which was orderly and showed no signs of conflict.

Possession? Or mind control?

Fujino Terumi was restrained by Amamiya Rin and unable to move, but she gritted her teeth and struggled to turn her head to glare at him, shouting excitedly, "Stop pretending! You're not Rin-kun at all!"

"I...I'm not me?"

Amamiya Rin's gaze shifted to Fujino Terumi.

This appearance... doesn't seem to be an act of madness; she genuinely believes she is not Amamiya Rin.

Stop playing dumb!

Terumi Fujino was panting, both angry and regretful.

"Just a month ago, Lin Jun was in a coma, in a vegetative state. Although he can get out of bed now, he still needs crutches! Where are your crutches? You're clearly an imposter!"

Fujino Terumi was filled with regret. She never expected that the monster outside the window could disguise itself as Amamiya Rin to trick her into opening the door.

She had been on guard for so long, but in the end she still fell into the trap.

"..."

Yu Gonglin was speechless for a moment.

Actually, before the last pressure treatment, he could already move around normally without crutches, although it was a bit physically demanding.

However, such a rapid recovery is quite eye-catching and could easily attract unnecessary scrutiny.

He always carried a cane, which served both as a disguise and as a weapon if necessary.

This time, without Tomie's help to carry things, and with too much equipment to carry easily, and with Fujino Terumi claiming that the supernatural phenomenon haunting her had the ability to levitate, he didn't take his cane, but instead carried a violin case containing weapons.

Unexpectedly, this whole thing turned out to be a blunder.

Amamiya Rin released his grip, stood up, and took a step back.

Fujino Terumi quickly got up, picked up the fruit knife, and looked at Amamiya Rin with a wary expression.

"I'm the real one. If I were an imposter, you'd already opened the door, do you think I'd let you go?"

Amamiya Rin picked up the violin case and said calmly.

Fujino Terumi stared at Amamiya Rin with a mixture of disbelief and skepticism, but upon closer reflection, it seemed to make sense.

"That really... startled me."

Fujino Terumi confirmed Amamiya Rin's identity, and her tense shoulders finally relaxed.

She walked into the living room, placed the fruit knife on the coffee table, and sat down on the sofa, slumping down as if her bones had been removed. She let out a long sigh, her eyes showing exhaustion.

"I thought that thing was disguised as you. It had been monitoring me all along, knowing not only what I did, but also who I knew."

Amamiya Rin placed the violin case on the sofa opposite him and sat down as well.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Fujino Terumi recalled for a moment before speaking, "It all started about five days ago..."

Before the vampire Kawahara Miyuki went to prison, Fujino Terumi always sensed something watching her from the shadows when she walked at night.

However, due to Amamiya Rin's psychological suggestion, Fujino Terumi never took side streets or walked alone at night. Even if she heard any noise, she would put on earplugs and pretend she didn't hear it, so everything was peaceful until today.

It wasn't until Amamiya Rin told her that she had been scaring herself all along and that the vampire was already in jail that Fujino Terumi relaxed her guard.

Fortunately, she remained vigilant; otherwise, she would have had a difficult time seeing Amamiya Rin alive.

After recounting her experience, Terumi Fujino took out her phone again.

"I recorded the voice outside calling me. See if you can find any clues."

As she spoke, Terumi Fujino played back the audio she had recorded.

"Well done."

Amamiya Rin nodded approvingly.

Although it may not be useful, Fujino Terumi is smart enough not to be like those characters in horror movies who are completely out of control, and that's enough.

"...How long do you think you can hide? Don't even think about escaping! I'll catch you! You'll eventually let your guard down..."

A resentful cry came from Terumi Fujino's phone.

After listening to the recording, Amamiya Rin's brows furrowed, and he revealed a somewhat strange expression.

He looked up at Fujino Terumi, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Fujino Terumi noticed the change in his expression, her heart tightening, and she quickly asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with your voice?"

Amamiya Rin replied, "The voice in this recording is almost exactly the same as your voice."

"what?"

Fujino Terumi was stunned. She blinked and subconsciously retorted.

"Impossible! Don't I know my own voice? I don't speak like that..."

"Don't rush."

Amamiya Rin raised her hand to stop her from speaking and explained.

"The way a person hears their own voice is different from how others hear it. Do you know about bone conduction?"

Fujino Terumi paused for a moment, then suddenly realized.

It's just high school knowledge; of course she knows it.

When a person speaks, the sound not only travels through the air to the ear, but also directly to the auditory nerve through the vibrations of solid structures such as the skull and teeth.

This sound is lower and deeper, while others hear it as a sound that travels through the air, which is usually higher and brighter.

"No wonder the monster's voice outside sounded familiar. What exactly is it? And why is it mimicking my voice?"

Fujino Terumi felt a chill run down her spine and asked, bewildered.

"uncertain."

Amamiya Rin clasped her hands together, resting the backs of her hands on her chin, and began to think carefully.

"What?"

Fujino Terumi looked at Amamiya Rin blankly.

"It's not necessarily imitation. Didn't you say that she was impersonating someone you know, not you? In other words, she didn't intend to deceive you by impersonating your voice... Simply put, her voice is exactly the same as yours."

Amamiya Rin seemed to be deep in thought.

The information revealed by Terumi Fujino, and the various clues contained within, all felt somewhat familiar.