As a traitor, I should raise the banner of rebellion

After enjoying lunch, Yuanhui wandered around the campus as if to relax.

The landscaping work at St. Eden Academy was done very well. In addition, it was spring now, and all kinds of flowers that Yuan Hui couldn't name were in full bloom, and the air was filled with sweet fragrance.

But at this time, Yuanhui had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery, but was chatting with Mr. Sato on the phone.

After a while, in a relatively harmonious atmosphere, Yuanhui took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Then he fell into deep thought.

Mr. Sato's full name is Sato Koichi. His identity and occupation are very simple and enviable.

He is a landlord.

Mr. Sato's financial strength is obvious, as he was able to purchase a building in Tokyo, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

The reason why Yuanhui called Mr. Sato was not about moving, but to prove one of his conjectures.

"The rent of Chuanglong Apartments increases with the number of floors, because the higher the floor, the better the lighting and ventilation."

"But on the top few floors, the rent will be lower because of the possibility of water leakage."

“So, residents living on the bottom and top floors are slightly poorer than those on other floors, but it is still very limited.”

"The amount that Suzuki Nobuyuki borrowed will be relatively less."

To this day, the strange veil of mystery surrounding Suzuki Nobuyuki has been partially lifted by Yuanhui.

After moving into an apartment, this monster will give gifts of varying amounts to all residents of the building, with the amount being one-sixty-fourth of the cash in the residents' accounts.

This is the trigger for Suzuki Shin's murder.

This gift cannot be refused, otherwise the trigger will be pulled directly and you will be killed by [Suzuki Nobuyuki].

After that, [Suzuki Nobu] would start [borrowing money] and [repaying money], and the amount borrowed each time would be twice the previous amount.

During this process, the person who receives the gift will develop a gradually deepening sense of intimacy with Suzuki Nobuyuki himself, and will not at all doubt his behavior of borrowing money on the first day, paying it back on the second day, and then borrowing money again.

After this behavior continues for six days, on the seventh day, Suzuki Nobuyuki will ask for an amount that is twice the amount of cash in the account. By that time, it would be time for Suzuki Nobuyuki's killing rule to be activated.

As to whether he borrowed a few body parts or directly borrowed the soul, Yuanhui is not clear at the moment.

Yuan Hui touched the scar on his neck through the silk scarf, as if asking again -

"Is this enough?"

The [Blood Field] also emitted a faint green light—

"not enough."

It seemed to respond.

……

……

Yuanhui did not stay in school today.

After school, I went home and waited for a while at home, and Suzuki Nobuyuki arrived as promised.

After handing over the 4 yen he borrowed yesterday, he rubbed his hands and embarrassedly asked Yuanhui for a loan of 8 yen.

Yuanhui still did not refuse. What he wanted to verify today was another thing.

After hearing the door of Room 401 being closed, Yuan Hui waited for about half an hour, after which he picked up his phone...

Mrs. Kamiyagawa in Room 402 was lazily lying on the sofa, watching her favorite variety show.

Suzuki Nobuyuki's arrival did not affect her daily life, and she still lived the same life as before.

At this moment, the cell phone she placed aside suddenly rang.

Mrs. Kamiyagawa took it and looked at the caller ID on it.

【Lika】.

She blinked, looking a little confused. Since the name was displayed instead of the number, it meant that there was a person named [Lika] in her address book.

But she doesn’t even know anyone named [Lika]?

With some doubts, Mrs. Kamiyagawa answered the phone. After putting it to her ear, she heard a little girl's laughter.

Her voice should have been very pleasant to hear, but it was mixed with some mechanical sounds, making the originally pleasant voice seem extremely strange.

"Hello, I'm Lika."

"I'm coming to kill you now."

"Beep, beep--" Before Mrs. Kamiyagawa could react, the other end quickly hung up the phone.

Mrs. Kamiyagawa felt a little confused and annoyed at the same time.

She didn't think it was a murder notice, but rather a very bad prank.

The other party must have used a voice changer, otherwise the voice would not have sounded like that.

Mrs. Kamiyagawa, who was somewhat furious, began to look through her address book, trying to see who this "Lika" was.

He must be a relative's child, otherwise how could he do such a thing?

But Mrs. Kamiyagawa's search speed became slower and slower, and her face turned pale.

There is no such person as [Lika] in her address book!

Not only that, there was no call record of the previous call in her call log, and the most recent call record was in the morning.

How could this happen? Who was the person who just called her?

At this moment, the cell phone in her hand rang again, which scared Mrs. Kamiyagawa, who was already in doubt.

She subconsciously threw the phone away, and it circled in the air for a few times before falling onto the wooden floor.

"Clap."

The call was automatically connected!

"Hello, I'm Lika."

It was still the same strange, slightly mechanical female voice. After introducing herself as usual, she announced to Mrs. Kamiyagawa, whose face was pale.

"I'm already at your door."

"Dudu-"

"!!!"

Mrs. Kamiyagawa was unable to even utter a complete scream. She jumped up from the sofa, crawled to the couple's bedroom, and locked it.

She even pushed the wardrobe in front of the door to block it, just in case.

Staring at the door blocked by the wardrobe, Mrs. Kamiyagawa, with sweaty palms, pricked up her ears and listened nervously to the movements outside, not missing even the slightest movement.

"Crack... snap."

After hearing such a sound, Mrs. Kamiyagawa froze all over.

Is this the sound of a lock being unlocked and a door being opened?

That thing came in?!

26. A ray of hope (Part 2)

A gloomy mood spread in her heart, and Mrs. Kamiyagawa bit her lower lip tightly.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered something -

Just a few days ago, a murder occurred in the next room. The victim was chopped into pieces and then put in the refrigerator...

Is this her end?

Crunch, crunch.

Mrs. Kamiyagawa heard the sound of wooden floor being stepped on.

The voice slowly but steadily approached her bedroom, and finally -

crunch.

The footsteps stopped at the bedroom door.

Her heartbeat was so fast that it was almost annoying. Mrs. Kamiyagawa closed her eyes in despair because she had no other choice.

However, at this moment, what she heard was——

"Wife, why did you lock yourself in?"

It was her husband's voice.

"Is it, is it Shuichi?" She called her husband's name in a stuttering voice.

"Of course it's me, who else could it be?" The husband's voice sounded a little puzzled. "Did anything happen while you were at home? Open the door quickly and tell me about it."

"Oh, it's nothing actually... I'll open the door for you right away."

A feeling of relief came over her, and Mrs. Kamiyagawa collapsed to the ground, feeling somewhat powerless.

She had originally been somewhat resentful of her husband, thinking that he was a piece of wood who didn't understand romance. But at this moment, her husband's voice made her feel at ease.

Mrs. Kamiyagawa now began to hate herself for being overly harsh on her husband. She cursed in her heart and vowed to change her ways.

"Excuse me, what's wrong, wife?" The husband's voice sounded a little anxious, "Don't scare me, wife, open the door quickly."

"Oh, sorry, wait a moment."

Mrs. Kamiyagawa placed her hand on the wardrobe blocking the door.

Because she had just tried her best to move it, the bedroom floor was scratched badly.

Wow, will my husband scold me when he sees this?

With a backbone, she now even had the calmness to think about such small things.

"By the way, Shuichi, did you see anyone else?"

Mrs. Kamiyagawa asked as she pushed the wardrobe.

She still hasn't forgotten those two phone calls.

"? You mean others?"

"Just little girls and stuff."

It should be a little girl, right? Mrs. Kamiyagawa recalled the voice that made her shudder.

"No. Never mind, honey, please open the door."

"I know. Don't keep pushing me."

Just as Mrs. Kamiya was about to push the wardrobe, she suddenly thought of something -

"…By the way, Shuichi. Why are you back so early today?"

My husband works for a large company, and working overtime is a common occurrence for him.

Usually he would go home exhausted around 8 or 9 o'clock.

And now, it’s not even 5 o’clock yet…

"Because something very good happened, I couldn't wait to go home and tell you. Honey, please open the door quickly."

“…Hey, Shuichi, why…”

"It's really a very, very good thing, honey. Please open the door quickly so I can tell you the good news."

Mrs. Kamiyagawa did not continue moving the wardrobe.

"Shuichi, how come you know the bedroom door can't be opened from the outside without even touching it?"

Her husband never touched the door.

Otherwise, she should have heard the doorknob turning.

"You can hear it through the door. What is that happy event? Please tell me first."

"……………………"

The husband's voice fell silent, and after a few seconds -