I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Chapter 902: last train that doesn't exist

"Really, do you really want to go down? Otherwise, let's wait here for a while..."

Looking at the closed, deep, bottomless passage under his feet, Ryoma swallowed his saliva with a "coo dong" before the second, and the voice that came out of the mask was a little trembling.

"What are you talking about, didn't you already know this was the case before you came?"

On the contrary, Nia next to him walked down the dizzying stairs without caring.

"Although I have checked the information, but actually seeing it, it's another matter..."

The reason why Doi Station is called "the deepest station on the surface of Japan" is precisely because the platform that descends to Echigo Yuzawa has a height difference of 81 meters from the ground.

The only thing connecting the ground and underground is this 338-meter-long pedestrian tunnel with 462 steps.

"pat...pat..."

In the corridor behind him, there were faint footsteps.

"Someone came... more than one..."

Niya, who was beside him, reacted very quickly and pulled Ryoma's arm before Er, and quickened his pace.

"Go on, since you've hit the palace gate, it's too late to get out now!"

"But... we're not all together yet..."

The strong force from the slender hand of the nun beside him actually made Erchan Ryoma unable to resist, who was strong in body and proud of the strength of his waist and abdomen.

"Shut up, if you are seen through here, you will lose all your efforts!"

Niya pinched Ryoma's forearm hard, and blocked the other party's words back in his mouth.

"Come on... keep your pace steady, don't forget, we are devout Aum Shinrikyo believers now!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the three figures were also wrapped in black robes and masks, and together they carried a huge wooden box and appeared on the stairs above.

"Aum."

Seeing the two "dressed in the same style" at the bottom of the stairs, the three men in black robes didn't seem to be surprised. Instead, they bowed politely and greeted them from a distance.

"Ao, Aum."

Two years ago, Ryoma and Niya quickly followed suit, reciting the slogan of unknown meaning and bowing in return.

"It's too shabby for the two of you to come here to participate in the 'sacrifice' with such a few 'sacrificial offerings'..."

"Don't be long-winded, let's go, get a good seat early!"

"Hey, why do you have to stipulate that you can't use supernatural power in the station, and you're exhausted from carrying boxes."

Fortunately, the three of them didn't seem to have any intention of going forward to chat, and they murmured together to carry the box, quickly passed the two of them, and walked down the deep stairs.

"Huh, fortunately, this kind of "unranked" believers come from all over the country, and no one can recognize anyone through the mask..."

"Come on, it will be suspicious to stay here all the time."

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and also pretended to be calm with their suitcases, heading down the tunnel that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

The tunnel of Dohe Station was dark and dilapidated, as if wrapped in a layer of gray mud, with only the sound of dripping water and footsteps being quiet.

Before the second, Ryoma and Niya, the two "people in black robes", walked on the stairs solemnly and silently, like dark wanderers who were on a pilgrimage to hell.

Stepping on the densely packed stairs, with the same internal structure on both sides and the bottom of the tunnel with no end in sight, always gives people the illusion of "walking in place".

Fortunately, there are number plates on the side of the stairs that mark the number of stairs, and there will be a slightly wider platform at intervals, providing simple benches made of half logs for people to rest.

Soon, the two had reached the last step marked "462".

"This is it... According to legend, only those who hold the ticket stub will step on the 463rd step..."

The two looked at each other and stepped forward in sync...

After the scene in front of them rippling like water waves for a moment, an ancient underground platform appeared in front of the two of them.

On the left and right of the platform, there are long, narrow and deep railways leading to nowhere, plus dim yellow light tubes every 5 meters, as if extending all the way to an endless abyss.

"These guys... should all be purified like syphilis..."

Niya calmly looked around at the situation on the platform, her body trembled slightly, and the big green eyes behind the mask flashed a look of disgust...

The fine and crystal golden light spots disappeared under her black robe.

On the edge of the platform, in addition to the three men in black robes who arrived first, there were also many men in black robes with large and small boxes standing sparsely.

"Calm down, sister..."

Before the second, Ryoma adjusted his breathing, stretched out his hand and patted Niya's shoulder: "Since we are here, we naturally want to wipe out these guys and give justice to all the victims."

There was also suppressed anger in his eyes.

Because, without exception, these black-robed people are lingering with different shades of black aura.

This proves that these people have all handed in a considerable amount of "sacrifices" and thus "fortunately" to take the "miracle things" given by Aum Shinrikyo.

At this moment, what is in their "luggage" is self-evident.

How many murder cases are hidden behind the huge organization of Aum Shinrikyo, it is really scary to think about.

"Feel sorry."

Niya nodded lightly and restrained the breath in her body.

Fortunately, these people in black robes don't seem to be familiar with each other, and they keep a considerable distance from each other.

They stood silently on the edge of the platform, bowing their heads and meditating reverently, ignoring the abnormality of the two new "companions".

"The next thing to do is to wait..."

He found an unmanned boarding gate on the edge of the platform, and before two, Ryoma raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

Five minutes to go, it's one o'clock in the morning.

At this time, the only JR Joetsu Shinkansen running on this railway line has already been suspended.

"These guys are all gathered here~lightnovelpub.net~ they should come..."

Calmly glanced at the situation around the platform, Ryoma held the knuckles of the ticket stub before two, and it was a little white due to excessive force.

"The 'last train' that doesn't exist will only appear at the end of the 'inner encounter with the devil'..."

As we all know, the time of encountering demons is a supernatural period in Japan's Yin-Yang Taoism, where humans and ghosts can appear at the same time.

But very few people know that there are two types of time when encountering demons. Among them, "meeting demons outside", that is, the time period when you encounter ghosts in the wild, is from 17:00 to 19:00 at dusk, and from 3:00 to 5:00 at dawn.

And the "inner time of the devil" when it is easy to meet ghosts indoors is from 11:00 to 1:00 in the middle of the night.

According to the confessions of those arrested cults, the only way to get to the "super-large sacrifice" of the Aum Shinrikyo is to hold a paper ticket stub on the underground platform of Tuhe Station and ride a column of "No-no" that appeared on the "Inner Meeting with Demons". The last train of existence".

"Zizzizi..."

On the edge of the platform, the lamps, which were arranged neatly like soldiers, suddenly began to go out from far to near.

"Wufufufu..."

In the sound of the rails rubbing like weeping, an old-fashioned steam train with rust spots and no light from the inside to the outside drove into the platform synchronously with the extinguished lamps.

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