Tokyo: I was tricked into marrying a yandere ghost

"Ahhhhh—"

A head smashed down, terrifying the female college student so much that she turned pale and hugged herself tightly.

Seeing their pale faces and trembling appearance, Kiyokawa was a little stunned—to be honest, he was also frightened, but not by the head, but by the two people.

Didn't we agree that you're experienced?

How come a prop scared you like this?

"This is fake; it's made of plastic."

Tomie Kawakami's expression wasn't very good either. She stepped forward, took the skull, examined it for a while, and then simply reached inside the skull to search for it. She quickly found a key, and then gave the two girls a rather speechless look.

As it turns out, ghosts are not as terrifying as people.

In this situation, if a ghost were to actually appear, neither she nor Kiyokawa Kiri would likely feel anything.

However, the two female college students screaming loudly beside him could easily scare him.

This is similar to most people watching horror movies with friends. Even if you don't find it scary, if someone next to you screams, you'll still get a shiver. It's a similar effect.

"No, I'm sorry..."

The girl named Eri Motokawa calmed down a little, and then her face flushed slightly.

Clearly, she underestimated her own courage. Liking haunted houses and horror movies doesn't necessarily mean someone is brave—but being scared like this by such fake props is truly hopeless. We can treat them as beginners for now.

"This key is probably for going out. Let's try these doors."

Kiyokawa Kiri pointed to several wooden doors in the room, all of which were locked.

Tomie Kawakami nodded slightly, then walked directly to the front, randomly picked a door, and inserted the key.

Whether it was luck or some other factor, the first door was opened successfully.

"You passed the first hurdle so easily?"

The two female college students felt a little relieved, and then, seeing the unlocked door, their eyes lit up slightly.

But Kiyokawa Kiri stopped them at that moment, frowning as she said, "Tomie, try the other doors."

"......Um."

Tomie Kawakami also frowned, then walked to another door and inserted the key.

—The door lock was also open.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the ward fell silent. Kiyokawa Kiri stroked his chin and couldn't help but click his tongue in surprise. He hadn't expected the amusement park to put in so much effort; this haunted house did indeed look quite interesting.

Needless to say, only one of these doors leads to the outside world.

The other doors definitely have hidden mechanisms, and they might even separate you from other groups. After all, before entering the haunted house, the staff said that it was somewhat like a maze, and if they didn't choose the right path, they might end up in a dead end.

"What do we do now? Use the old method?" Kawakami Tomie took a few steps back, looked at the other wooden doors, and said simply, "Since it's a maze, there should be a crossroads, right?"

"...Weren't we here on a date?" Kiyokawa Kiri retorted helplessly.

This guy is really afraid the haunted house isn't scary enough; he wants to summon something more thrilling.

Playing "crossroads summoning ritual" in a haunted house?

Putting aside the other groups, the two timid female college students behind them would probably faint on the spot from fright.

"I was just joking." Kawakami Tomie tossed the keys over, saying seductively, "I'm not good at making choices, so you do it, darling~"

"Even if you say that... there should be other clues in the room, maybe in the diary."

Kiyokawa approached several doors, trying to find clues on them.

These doors all have door numbers, and besides the wooden window with a mechanism, the only usable thing in the room is the diary.

His reminder startled the two female college students, who nervously flipped through the diary, trying to find clues to solve the mystery. They quickly found the corresponding number on a certain page of the diary, which turned out to be the house number.

To be honest, Kiyokawa Kiri still felt it was a bit too simple; something just didn't feel right.

He couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong, but he just had a feeling of unease.

"What do we do now? Should we go through this door?" Eri Motokawa asked cautiously.

After the embarrassing incident, the women now regarded the only man as their support and planned to rely on Kiyokawa Mist to get out of the haunted house.

But the latter seemed hesitant and didn't speak. Instead, he kept looking around, appearing somewhat suspicious.

"Is there a problem?"

Tomie Kawakami was getting restless. She had come in to have fun, but almost ten minutes had passed and the group still hadn't left the first door. Already lacking patience, she was becoming even more impatient.

"Why don't we just pick any door and go through? We can always walk back the way we came. I'll remember the first half of the way, and you remember the second half."

Mazes are difficult to navigate by memory alone, and even if you do manage to find your way out, it takes a considerable amount of time.

However, she and Kiyokawa Kiri were the exceptions. If all else failed, they would resort to a clumsy method. Kawakami Tomie thought it would be quite interesting even if they triggered the mechanism. There were two timid girls in the group, and it would be good to see them make a fool of themselves.

This guy's personality is absolutely awful...

But Kiyokawa Kiri wasn't worried about which door to choose; instead, she felt as if something was watching her from the shadows.

Am I overthinking things?

"Shall we choose this door?"

He hesitated for a moment, then put aside his worries and chose the door with the corresponding number in the diary.

Seeing this, Tomie Kawakami did not hesitate at all, went straight to open the door, and then walked in front.

Two female college students, who were older than her, quickly followed behind, while Kiyokawa Kiri, as a man, was at the very back of the group—although he didn't know why he was at the back. Logically speaking, the person at the front should be in the most danger, right?

Something's not right...

Just as the four of them stepped out of the room and into the enclosed corridor outside, searching for clues to continue down the path, Omi Chika, the character in their minds, suddenly spoke.

Her voice seemed much more somber than usual, carrying a strong sense of warning.

I smell a foul odor, like sewer gas. You'd better be careful, or you might get into trouble at any time.

Kiyokawa Kiri's expression remained unchanged, as if she hadn't heard, but in her heart, she gradually became certain that she had just had a misconception.

I don't know if it's because I'm just unlucky and something bad happens right away, or if it's because my presence here with Kawakami Tomie, a humanoid ghost story, will attract the attention of other ghost stories... Anyway...

—This haunted house really does have something wrong with it.