Ninjas were a famous special job class.
Their appearances in anime and manga were quite high, and they had all sorts of appearances. The traditional ones were black-clothed masked assassins, the modern ones were special forces soldiers, the teenage ones were boys and girls wearing ninja village headguards, and the adult ones were beauties wearing backless tights … Cough, at any rate, this was a unique existence that countless people had imagined.
But imagination was just imagination. Just what were ninjas like in reality?
Seiji looked at the pudgy middle-aged man and continued to express his curiosity with his eyes.
"Harano-kun, you're a Spirit-branded Retainer, aren't you?" Matsutani didn't intend to continue the topic.
"Indeed, I am." Seiji nodded and admitted.
"Could it be that your adopted younger sister is your master?"
"Nope."
"Does your master know that you've come here?"
"I mentioned to her that I received an award for my novel and that I had to attend the award ceremony. However, I didn't mention the specific location."
"Then how long do you think it will take for your master to notice that something has happened to you and come to save you?" Matsutani asked seriously.
"Probably after nine o'clock," Seiji answered.
If he still didn't return home by then, Little Shi would call him.
If she couldn't contact him, she would come to the crime scene to check on the situation and discover that something had happened to him. Then, if she determined that she wouldn't be able to save him by herself, she would contact Summer Night.
"Nine o'clock … that's fine," Matsutani muttered to himself. "If our mission fails, we'll just have to wait for your master to save us."
"What about your side, Matsutani-senpai?"
"I'm a fat otaku who lives alone and relies on writing fantasy novels to make a living. Do you think that anyone will care about my life?"
Seiji was rendered speechless.
"I think that your readers will care."
After remaining silent for several seconds, Seiji spoke in a complex tone.
"I'm truly grateful to my readers for supporting me. But even without me and my novel, they'll still be able to find a replacement." Matsutani shrugged. "At any rate, don't count on me. I'm just a useless middle-aged man that nobody cares about."
"Don't say that, Matsutani-senpai."
"That's the truth … by the way, what do you think the current situation is in reality? Are we the only ones involved in this? "
"I'm not sure."
"These skeletons first appeared in the form of people from the convention. Apart from Linpu Kotaro, there were a few other people who weren't among the skeletons … I'm sure that you noticed as well." Something flashed in Matsutani's eyes.
"Yes, the winners sitting near Linpu." Seiji nodded and said.
Koushi Nomura, Miyabi Ishihara, Shousei Maishi, Yuuko Hashimoto, and Imai Yoshida. These five people, as well as Linpu Kotaro, hadn't been an illusion just now. The seats were empty.
Apart from the two Spiritual Ability users who were currently here, what happened to the other people in the Spirit Gathering? Why didn't the five people sitting near Linpu have any illusions?
Neither Seiji nor Matsutani could think of any answers to these questions.
The worst possibility was that the five Nobel Prize winners … or even the entire audience had been dragged into this, and were now somewhere else in this domain.
There's no point in thinking too much. Let's take action.
After getting ready, the two of them walked out of the venue together.
When they reached the staircase, they saw that there were more cluster amaryllis flowers at the top of the staircase, so they walked up.
When they reached the next floor, they saw that the cluster amaryllis flowers were still extending upwards. However, Matsutani indicated that he wanted to take a look at the situation on this floor.
The two of them looked together and discovered that this floor was exactly the same as the convention floor. In fact, there were even illusions of the attendees here!
"I think that it's best not to get too close," Seiji said.
"I think so as well," Matsutani agreed.
The two of them turned around to leave. At this moment, they heard a sound behind them. When they turned around, they saw that the illusions had transformed into skeletons and were charging towards them!
The boy and middle-aged man simultaneously started running.
The two of them ran back to the staircase. Matsutani closed the fire door and speedily created a seal.
"Seal!"
A diamond-shaped spell formation appeared on the door.
There was a sound of something crashing behind the door. The spell formation instantly lit up and firmly locked the door in place.
"Hurry."
The two of them continued running upwards.
After going up more than ten floors, they finally saw cluster amaryllis flowers extending downwards.
Seiji and Matsutani exchanged glances as they cautiously entered the building.
The first thing they saw was half a large tree.
As for why it was only half a tree, that was because only the top half was sticking out of the wall. The bottom half was inside the wall … no, there was no bottom half at all.
There was more than one such tree. All sorts of trees of various sizes were sticking out of the walls and ceiling. The ground was covered in fallen leaves, weeds, wild flowers, dirt, and stones …
After walking for a while, the boy and middle-aged man saw that the space was becoming wider and wider. They even saw rivers and fields!
"I'm recalling the countryside scenery," Matsutani commented.
"I also think that this is countryside scenery," Seiji agreed.
Why did the environment become like this?
Seiji recalled Ishihara-senpai's story. That story happened in the countryside. Could it be …
Seiji told Matsutani what he thought. Matsutani rubbed his chin in contemplation.
"If it's really as you think, then there's an even worse possibility: that Ishihara-san will become our opponent."
Seiji nodded in agreement.
"If that's really the case, you'll deal with her. I'll be responsible for covering for you," Matsutani continued.
"Why don't we swap places?"
"Because you're stronger than me."
"I think that Senpai has more experience."
"I don't have any experience dealing with female high school students! Something like this should be done by a handsome guy like you. I'll just watch from the side. "
"I don't think this has anything to do with looks … Also, aren't I supposed to be covering for you?"
"Looks are the most important! Female high school students love it when handsome guys do anything to them. They also reject any fat otakus coming within a two-meter radius of them, "Matsutani stated in a serious tone.
"Things aren't that absolute …" Seiji retorted.
The two of them continued walking. The scenery they saw became more and more complex, or chaotic.
Trees, rivers, grass, houses, rocks, ponds, fields, train stations, bridges … All sorts of things were mixed together as if they were a child's random jigsaw puzzle, creating a rather strange scene.
Seiji recalled the city he saw in Little Ling Yang's soul realm in the past.
The current situation felt rather similar to that time … was this related to that mysterious power after all? Seiji had his suspicions.
After walking for a while longer, the two of them arrived at a place filled with cluster amaryllis flowers.
An old Sakura Island style house was located here. There was a gigantic cherry blossom tree next to the house. The tree's crown was large enough to cover the entire house.
White cherry blossoms fell from the tree. The cherry blossoms were dyed a bright red under the illumination of the cluster amaryllis flowers, giving them a bewitching beauty.
Something was inside the house. Both Seiji and Matsutani were certain of this.
"Go ahead, Harano-kun."
"I'll have to trouble you to cover for me, Matsutani-senpai."
Seiji walked towards the house's main entrance and opened the door.
The house was completely dark.
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