Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

"A friend of a friend...FOAF?"

Yuka Mamiya nodded, revealing an understanding expression.

"FOAF?"

Amamiya Rin repeated it, but still didn't understand Mamiya Yuka's meaning.

"FOAF stands for Friend of a Friend, which means a friend of a friend."

Yuka Mamiya seemed to have been waiting for Rin Amamiya to ask a question. Before she could finish speaking, she enthusiastically began to explain the facts to Rin Amamiya.

"Rumors that spread by word of mouth within a relationship of friends of friends—this is how American folklorist Bruvander defines urban legends..."

"Oh, I see... Ha-yawn!"

Amamiya Rin couldn't help but yawn, not letting Mamiya Yuka finish speaking.

The enthusiastic Yuka Mamiya then noticed that Rin Amamiya was not in good condition, especially his dark circles and bloodshot eyes, which made him look extremely dangerous.

Should we end this interview now?

As Yuka Mamiya was pondering this, her phone suddenly rang.

It's the cell phone that's on the bedside table.

Amamiya Rin mustered her strength and picked up her phone; the screen displayed an unknown caller ID.

Was it that phone call yesterday?

Amamiya Rin made a gesture to Mamiya Yuka, who then instinctively covered her mouth with her hand, indicating that she understood.

Then, Amamiya Rin answered the phone.

"Hello there."

The voice coming from the phone was the same woman's voice from yesterday.

That guy suddenly hung up the phone yesterday, and he thought he'd been tricked.

"...If this continues, more girls will be murdered soon..."

Before Yu Gonglin could respond, the female voice on the phone gave a murder warning.

Yuka Mamiya seemed to have heard the voice as well, and her eyes lit up again. She silently moved closer to Rin Amamiya's bed.

"If I understand correctly, you've noticed that person is about to make their move again?"

Glancing at Yuka Mamiya, Rin Amamiya did not directly mention Miyuki Kawahara's name.

"Uh, um, that's about it."

The voice on the phone was somewhat muffled, and the answer wasn't very clear.

"I hope you can answer me directly if you really need help and really want to stop that person!"

Amamiya Rin took a deep breath, gathered her strength, and issued an ultimatum to the unidentified person.

"I don't have the energy to beat around the bush with you. If you don't intend to trust me, then please go and call the police."

Although he had thought of relaxing with the vampire yesterday, Amamiya Rin was too tired now, too tired to deal with this riddle-maker anymore.

"I'm sorry, you don't seem to be feeling very well either."

"That's right, so please be straightforward. How about this, let's arrange a time and place, and talk in person."

Amamiya Rin's eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, her vision began to darken at the edges, and her voice became anxious.

Would it be convenient for you to meet me?

The female voice on the other end seemed hesitant, her words revealing a strange message.

"Even if it's inconvenient for me, I can have a friend do it for me. In any case, it's better than wasting time like this."

Yu Gonglin had no interest in pursuing the matter and answered directly.

"...Okay, let's meet at the cafe in Kagurazaka tomorrow afternoon."

After hesitating for a moment, the woman gave an affirmative answer and an address.

"Are you referring to the recent series of murders involving female victims?"

As soon as Amamiya Rin hung up the phone, Mamiya Yuka immediately came over, her eyes shining with a thirst for knowledge.

Amamiya Rin didn't answer immediately. He pressed hard on his throbbing temples, and after several seconds, he finally managed to speak.

"It involves personal privacy, so I cannot disclose that information."

After saying that, Yu Gonglin leaned back and lay down on the bed, adopting an attitude of refusing visitors.

After staring at the dark circles under Amamiya Rin's eyes for a while, Mamiya Yuka realized that she really should leave.

Yuka Mamiya bowed deeply to Amamiya Rin and pointed to the business card that Amamiya Rin had placed to the side.

"Okay then, if you have any new information, we can get in touch again."

Having said that, without waiting for a response from Amamiya Rin, the man had already fallen into a drowsy, half-asleep state.

The reason why Amamiya Rin wasn't immediately dragged into the dream was because she was constantly receiving information from other Tomie brains.

Yuka Mamiya reluctantly left the ward and took the elevator down to the first floor. As soon as the door opened, a commotion reached her ears.

Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw a small group of people gathered near the registration desk in the lobby.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! It's all my fault! I've caused you so much trouble..."

A series of apologies, delivered with trepidation, rang out from the other side, immediately piquing Mamiya Yuka's curiosity.

However, just as she was about to go over and see what had happened, Amamiya Rin's words and warning flashed through her mind.

Apology... Dissolve...

Wait a minute! Could it be such a coincidence?

Yuka Mamiya's heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran down her spine, making her scalp tingle.

Driven by her survival instinct, Yuka Mamiya quickly responded, even though she couldn't determine whether the current situation was related to the incident revealed by Rin Amamiya.

She quickly pulled a pack of tissues from her pocket, took out a few sheets, folded them up without thinking, and stuffed them into her ears. At the same time, she used her sleeves to cover her ears.

The world fell silent instantly; nothing could be heard except for one's own voice.

Yuka Mamiya felt a little more at ease, and stood on tiptoe, craning her neck to look towards the crowd.

Through the gaps in the crowd, Yuka Mamiya could vaguely see a figure kneeling on the ground, and a middle-aged man standing opposite the kneeling person, looking somewhat helpless.

It seems to be something like cutting in line or something else; it shouldn't be a big problem, otherwise the middle-aged man wouldn't have reacted that way.

The helpless middle-aged man was about to reach out to help the man kneeling on the ground when suddenly his movements froze, and the expression on his face also froze.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man's eyeballs rolled upwards abnormally, and a viscous substance resembling tofu dregs welled up in his eyes.

The white substance was slowly oozing from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth, seemingly tinged with blood, giving off a chilling feeling.

The middle-aged man swayed, not realizing what was happening. He took two steps forward, then collapsed limply as if his entire skeleton had been removed.

"Wait a minute! Really! Is it really that much of a coincidence?"

Yuka Mamiya's cheeks twitched, and she couldn't help but let out a scream, staggering back several steps and crashing into the elevator door.