Asi Hell - Capítulo 22
"Blood test?"
"Because a blood transfusion is needed. Apart from Ms. Yoko, there is no one else whose blood type matches."
No wonder your face is so pale.
Now that you mention it, I remember that day—after Kanako's surgery, Yoko was also walking unsteadily, and I thought it was because she was too tired. She must have just had her blood drawn then, probably while she was out shopping in Kiba, or maybe while she was taking a nap.
When I woke up from my nap, the large crowd that had been in the room was gone.
At that moment, all that could be seen was Yoko, her face completely pale, sitting paralyzed in a chair like a broken, abandoned cel doll. Amamiya knelt beside Yoko, her hands covering her head.
The atmosphere was very heavy; for a moment, I thought Kanako had passed away.
Just then, Suzaki—whose name was unknown at the time—emerged from the treatment room wearing a blood-stained white coat. Unable to determine Kanako's fate from Yoko and the others' reactions, Kiba approached Suzaki and asked. Suzaki seemed exhausted and in a bad mood. He replied:
Choosing the right blood vessel was incredibly difficult, but thankfully the connection between the aortic arch and the thoracic artery is good, so there shouldn't be any problems.
Kiba couldn't understand what he meant, but he could tell that Kanako was probably saved. Suzaki gestured behind him with his chin, and Kiba turned around, only then noticing the tent for the first time.
Under Amamiya's protection, Yoko sat next to Inspector Ishii.
Her face was deathly pale, with only slight redness and swelling around her eyes. She looked even more haggard than before.
"Kiba, Kanako had another major surgery after you went back the night before last. Normally, we should avoid these kinds of meetings as much as possible, but considering that Ms. Yoko begged the director so many times before agreeing to let you meet, please try to keep it brief."
Inspector Ishii said quickly.
Kiba lifted the tent flap and gently nudged Raiko, who was still trembling and clutching her shoulders. The moment his fingertips touched Raiko's shoulder, a jolt of tension shot through him, and the building's subtle vibrations synchronized with Raiko's movements. "So that's it," Kiba thought, seemingly understanding why the girl could maintain a sense of realism within the building. He then peeked inside himself, and Fukumoto followed, bending down to peer inside as well.
Add rapeseed to it.
His body was covered with countless tubes.
It seems to have gotten a little smaller.
Living on just a few drops of water a day, it's no wonder I've lost weight.
Seeing the plaster casts protruding from under the white blanket, I felt a pang of pain in my heart.
As if peering into the inside of a silkworm cocoon, the tent felt like another world. And within this other world, there were all sorts of small boxes.
Today, Kanako wasn't wearing an oxygen mask, and her beautiful face was free of any injuries. Kanako slowly turned her head towards the group from Kiba. Perhaps because she couldn't keep up with the speed of her neck turning, her eyes were a little slow to catch their figures. They were a pair of deep, large eyes that seemed to suck people in.
At the same time, she wore an indescribable expression.
Just like Yoko, but without the extraneous features, Kanako could be described as a more pure beauty. Ah, she should be called a beautiful young girl.
The beautiful girl on the bed moved her gaze slowly, almost imperceptibly, and Raiko came into view.
She smiled, a smile playing on her lips.
"pull."
The mouth shape seemed to indicate that it wanted to make the sound, but no sound came out.
Kiba thought he probably meant "rascal".
"Add rapeseed—add rapeseed!"
Lai Zi squeezed out a voice with a strong metallic quality.
"Add rapeseed!"
"Continuing this will burden the patients; let's stop here."
Inspector Ishii's voice came from behind Kiba.
The inspector pulled open the tent as if he were trying to pry open Kiba and Fukumoto, and grabbed Raiko who was trying to get closer. "Alright, little sister, I still have questions for you."
After uttering this line, which was completely out of place with the atmosphere and was considered the worst possible line, he immediately took her outside.
But Ishii himself remained in an unnatural posture, looking back, for quite some time—staring intently at Kanako.
The inspector turned around—his face filled with surprise.
Kiba got angry when he saw this and said, "What's wrong, Inspector? You haven't even seen the person you're supposed to protect even once so far, have you?"
"No, how could that be—it's just that she seemed to want to say something—"
"What? Did Kanako say something?"
Yangzi asked, her forehead covered in sweat, indicating that she was in very bad health.
"I don't know, I didn't hear you clearly."
Inspector Ishii gave a very foolish answer.
I heard the sound of machinery, deep and quiet, rising from the ground.
The elevator doors opened.
The final protagonist appeared on a rising stage (a stage device that divides a section of the floor and has a mechanism underneath that allows it to rise and fall freely, enabling actors, props, scenes, etc. to enter and enhance the effect).
Koushiro Mimazaka——
His sharp expression, stern eyes, tightly closed lips, and broad, intelligent forehead gave him an appearance that seemed to embody reason. Despite his advanced age, his straight, slicked-back hair remained jet black and glossy. He was a scientist dressed in a flawless white coat.
He is about fifty years old.
Suzaki followed beside him.
Suzaki was holding a box in his hands.
It is a metal box that is 30 centimeters wide, 45 centimeters high, and about 20 centimeters long.
It's probably a new machine.
"It's time for your appointment—"
Suzaki announced in a bored voice.
Ignoring Kiba and Inspector Ishii, Mimasaka walked straight to the tent entrance. Suzaki pulled several wires and pipes from a nearby tombstone, connected them to the box he had brought, then picked up the box and dragged the pipes into the tent.
Mimasaka stood in front of the entrance, seemingly waiting for Suzaki to finish preparing inside.
Suddenly, a frantic cracking sound rang out.
Then came a loud thud and a bang, which quickly turned into a scream.
"Aaaaaah!"
Suzaki's voice.
"Susaki, what's wrong!"
After asking the question, Mimasaka rolled up the tent.
"What's going on! What are they doing! How could this happen?"
Mimasaka turned around and glared at Ishii.
Ishii hurriedly and unsteadily got up.
"W-What's wrong?"
"Look for yourself! What exactly are you doing!"
Mimasaka roared loudly and forcefully pulled down the tent. A cracking sound came from the ceiling, and half of the semi-transparent membrane was torn to the floor, revealing the otherworldly interior to everyone.
Suzaki was so frightened his legs went weak.
I saw several small boxes, and I couldn't tell which one Suzaki had just brought.
There is a bed.
There was a blanket piled up on the bed, and at the same time,
In addition, on the bed
There was nothing.
Yuzuki Kanako, under everyone's gaze, suddenly, truly suddenly disappeared.
Kanako—
Jia Cai Zi has ascended to heaven.
Yes, just as I expected.
Lai Zi thought to himself.
Kanako smiled; she understood what I was thinking.
I--
My future has finally been saved.
(The first half is omitted)
We need that girl.
Back at the hotel. Unable to sleep. I curled up in the middle of the room with the blanket to while away the long night.
Various thoughts came and went in my mind.
The things about my father, my mother, and my grandmother. Memories of the past came flooding back without any hindrance, drawing me into a state of anxiety, restlessness, and unease.
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I want to go back to my room; I can't sleep in this house full of empty spaces.
As if about to be crushed by the gap, the night expands in the gap, the night stretches out its demonic hand, the night invades through the nose.
The mind becomes dull under pressure.
I could only sleep lightly, and I had a dream.
Under the full moonlight, they dug up their grandmother's grave.
The damp, earthy smell, mixed with the organic stench of moss and dead microorganisms, was almost intoxicating. My fingernails were stuffed with dirt; it felt strangely comforting. Soon I saw the crown. I dug it open and pulled out my grandmother's body.
My grandmother has begun to decay, and her frail body is too heavy to lift.
With a strong pull, the sternum fractured and rotted. Well, that's perfect timing.
First, place the upper body on the ground and dig out the entire coffin.
Remove the outer clamps and disassemble the structure. Carefully bind the wooden planks together one by one.