"We can go back."

Qin Wenyu suddenly made a sound, preventing Chiba Juniran and Asano Chiaki from continuing to look at each other.

Qianye Chenglin came to his senses, took a look at the time, and it had been forty minutes since he left here from the temporary camp at the suspension bridge.

The agreed meeting in an hour is to leave twenty minutes for the return journey, which is very reasonable.

Asano Chiakashita and Kenichi Fujikawa had no objection, or Kenichi Fujikawa was eager to fly back to the camp now. He was already scared by the female corpse wearing an orange jacket under the cliff, and he was still in a daze until now.

The four of them remained silent and began their return journey.

Qin Wenyu turned his head and looked at the direction of the female corpse that Kenichi Fujikawa saw. Most of her body had been buried in snow. It was hard for Qin Wenyu to imagine why Kenichi Fujikawa was so sure. That female corpse was Suzuki Maki?

Is that orange jacket alone?

Or... he just saw something else.

For example, the face of the female corpse.

Qin Wenyu withdrew his gaze and no abnormality occurred while he was staring at the corpse.

Why can Kenichi Fujikawa see it, but I can't?

Qin Wenyu looked at Kenichi Fujikawa hurried back to the camp thoughtfully.

Is it because he is really dead?

———

Camp at the suspension bridge.

The portable tent has been set up, and it is not an easy task for the three who stayed.

Miyazaki Sayuri cooked a pot of instant curry, poured it on the rice and could be eaten directly.

"Okawa, you look at the fire, I want to take a break."

Miyazaki Koshuri rubbed his eyes, entered the tent, and got into the sleeping bag.

“Okay… OK…”

The short and fat Hiroshi Ogawa quickly agreed, for fear of making her unhappy.

Yayoi Yumiya turned his head and looked at it, but said nothing.

After a few minutes, she seemed to suddenly remember something and said to Hiroshi Ogawa: "I'll leave for a few minutes."

Hiroshi Ogawa opened his mouth and was about to say something when he saw that Yayoi Yumiya had already walked in a direction without any footprints and didn't know where to go.

He looked at the beating flames blankly, holding an iron spoon in his hand and slowly stirring circles in the iron bucket.

There are fewer and fewer people... If it was Suzuki's revenge, would everyone die here?

Hiro Ogawa thought in frustration.

Eh?

Wait, fewer and fewer people...

Hiro Ogawa suddenly realized something and looked at the tent where Miyazaki Koshuri was resting.

A voice kept echoing in his ears, and his eyes became redder and redder. Finally, he put down the iron spoon and walked towards the tent.

Miyazaki Sayuri, who was sleeping in a daze, suddenly felt something pressing on her.

There was a heat on his face and neck and it was going back and forth.

My chest and arms were itchy, as if someone was touching me.

Someone?

Miyazaki Sayuri suddenly woke up.

Although the light in the tent was not bright, she recognized who was lying on her body at a glance.

She saw the faint light clearly, and what was lying beside her was a familiar face.

"Hai Ogawa?" she shouted in horror, reaching out to push him, but the feedback from her own strength to Hiro Ogawa was useless.

"What are you going to do? Get up! I warn you, let me go!"

She couldn't push him away, but her nails were very sharp, but as soon as she raised her hand, she was immediately caught by Hiroshi Ogawa.

Miyazaki Sayuri tried desperately to pull her hands out of Hiroshi Ogawa's control, but at this moment she realized how powerful this fat otaku who always said that she had no energy and could not even lift a desk was.

This is a force that the female body cannot resist at all, not to mention that she is still being pressed under her.

"Sayuri..." Hiro Ogawa's breathing became more and more rapid, "I like you...Sayuri...I always like you..."

He said as he leaned over.

"ah!"

Miyazaki Sayuri struggled desperately, and finally turned her head to avoid his harassment, but Ogawa Hiroshi pinched his chin and forced his head back.

"Ogawa! You can't do this..." Miyazaki Koshuri shouted in fear and helplessness, "Let me go quickly, I will pretend that nothing has happened..."

However, Hiroshi Ogawa seemed to be possessed, his breathing became heavier and stronger and stronger.

"Why don't you look at me... Sayuri, why are you only looking at Takai Xiangta!"

His voice was completely different from the Hiroshi Ogawa that Sayuri Miyazaki knew.

Crazy, irritable, hysterical.

"Takai likes Asano, and likes that Asano Chika!"

His hands suddenly exerted force, holding Miyazaki Koshuri's hands that had been struggling together, and pressing them on her head.

"You know clearly! You bitch... you know clearly, why do you still take the initiative to deliver it to your door?"

Hiroshi Ogawa's saliva splashed onto Miyazaki Koshuri's face, and his ferocious appearance made him even more terrifying in the dim light.

Miyazaki Sayuri stopped struggling in fear. After a while, she trembled and said, "Yes... I'm sorry, I don't know..."

"Xiao... Xiaochuan, please let me go?"

"Let you go? No... none of us can escape... That bitch comes back to find us, we will be killed by her..." Ogawa Hiroshi looked at Miyazaki Koshuri, "Anyway, I will die sooner or later, everyone..."

He said hoarsely as if he was muttering in his dreams, and he tore up Miyazaki's clothes like a beast, completely ignoring the other party's crying and begging.

He was also taking off his clothes and throwing away all the things that were in trouble.

However, at this time.

The light that was not much in the tent suddenly became darker!

Hiroshi Ogawa's movements froze, and Miyazaki Koshuri's crying stopped.

What?

He slowly turned around and a huge shadow cast on the top of the tent, which covered the tent and blocked the few lights.

But...how could it be?

How is this possible?

At this time, a heavy footsteps came from outside the tent!

Their hearts suddenly stumbled, and the ground seemed to shake.

What is it?

The footsteps of this level are just like elephants, no, they are even more exaggerated than elephants.

What a tall and heavy voice that this would be...

"Who is it?"

Ogawa Hiroshi shouted loudly.

Maybe the woman named Yayoi Arimiya came back early, she might have heard something outside and pretended to be a ghost.

Hiroshi Ogawa was already red in his eyes. He didn't care who came. Whoever dared to stop him would kill whom.

He found the self-defense knives he was carrying in the darkness and temporarily got up from Miyazaki Koshuri's body.

He pulled open the chains of the tent and looked forward fiercely.

However, his eyes slowly moved upwards, slowly moved upwards...

His pupils were getting bigger and bigger, and urine had flowed out between his legs.
Chapter completed!