The eerie voice rang out again, and this time it sounded more like a woman's voice.
"If that's the case, why not give up the resistance?"
If you behave well, I can guarantee that you will become the happiest person in the world.
"That feeling is intoxicating."
Hearing the eerie voice bewitching him, Makio all his strength and squeezed out a single word.
"Roll."
Hearing that he had been scolded, he paused noticeably.
After a while, the tone of his voice changed.
"You bastard, how dare you insult me, you lowly commoner!"
His voice turned furious, as if Makio's insults were a personal humiliation to him.
"You deserve to die, you deserve to die!"
"I will make you taste what despair is."
"That's right, why don't we just do it this way?"
As they were talking, the owner of the voice seemed to have thought of something funny.
"Betrayal among comrades would probably be a lot of fun."
After saying that, the voice disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared outside the window.
"Splash."
As the window was opened by someone outside, Makio's eyes widened in surprise.
"How could it be you!"
Toki-ya, the drinking party was drawing to a close.
"Haha, today is such a happy day!"
After drinking the last glass of wine, Scribe laughed loudly and then stood up.
"Everyone has to go to the toilet sometimes."
With that, he left the room.
At the corner of the corridor, he saw Tengen Uzui, who had been waiting for a long time.
"What's wrong?"
"Sir, I feel that this ghost is unusual."
"You mean to say it's most likely the Upper Rank, right?"
His face showed a shocked expression, but Tengen Uzui quickly recovered and nodded.
"That's right, this ghost's ability to conceal its presence is extraordinary, so I think..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Scribe reached out and interrupted him.
Then he told him what he knew about Suma.
"That's probably it. So, it's very likely that Suma has already fallen into the hands of the demons."
"Um."
Upon hearing that one of his wives was suspected of being missing, Tengen Uzui's face showed no sadness.
As a ninja, he knew what kind of mindset to maintain in this kind of situation.
If emotions control the mind, that would be the biggest obstacle to saving Suma.
So, what do we need to do now?
After a moment of contemplation, the Scribe replied.
"Wait."
"Wait?"
"Um."
Nodding, the Scribe looked outside and said coldly.
"No matter what, it was still a ghost."
"No matter how clever he is, he can't hide his true colors forever."
"And when it is revealed, that will be the time for us to strike swiftly and destroy it."
Meanwhile, Inosuke finally found Makio's room.
"This must be the place."
He glanced at the food laid out on the floor in front of the door, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.
"Knock knock knock"
Chapter 383 The Upper Rank Appears?
Meanwhile, inside Makio's room, the figure that had appeared earlier also noticed Inosuke's presence.
"Has someone else arrived?"
"There are so many busybodies at the Hagimoto House, shouldn't there be fewer of them?"
That being said, it doesn't seem to have any intention of revealing itself.
After a few leaps, his figure had disappeared outside the window.
Judging from his skillful movements, he is clearly not an ordinary person.
Not only that, a dark shadow also flashed across the ceiling.
He Makio the mortar he was sitting on and then put it into the ceiling.
Inosuke, who was outside, found that no one answered the door after he knocked.
An indescribable feeling arose within him, making him feel somewhat unbearable.
"That's strange, something feels off."
They knocked on the door again, but still received no response.
"Is the situation bad now? It's really baffling..."
Just as he was about to knock on the door again, he suddenly stopped.
Dawdling is not in his nature; Inosuke is going to do something, he'll do it directly.
We must find out what's causing that sticky, nauseating feeling.
With that thought in mind, he yanked open the door.
The dimly lit room was cluttered, and there seemed to be traces of blood on both the floor and the walls.
Inosuke was stunned by the sight before him.
At least for this moment, he knew that his feelings were not wrong.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"
The sound of wind blowing could be heard, but the windows were tightly closed.
"There's noise even though the window isn't open, which means..."
His gaze shifted upwards, and he stared intently at the attic.
"It's in there!"
No normal human being would appear in a place like this.
What's more, they were hiding in the attic.
Therefore, his identity is self-evident.
"Ghost!"
He grabbed the bowl from the ground and flung it Inosuke towards the ceiling.
"Hey, you bastard!"
"You've been exposed!"
The rice bowl hit the ceiling and made a crisp cracking sound.
The soup and noodles inside splashed everywhere, staining the area.
Even so, the thing on the ceiling showed no sign of appearing.
"Crunch, crunch, crunch..."
After a brief silence, a series of creaking sounds emanated from the attic.
Following the direction of the sound, Inosuke realized the demon's movements.
"Run!"
After shouting, he quickly chased after it.
Along the way, no matter who he encountered, whether they were guests or people from the Hagimoto House, he pushed them all aside.
Seeing Inosuke relentlessly pursuing them from behind, the demon in the attic changed its strategy.
After a brief pause, they ran towards the next floor.
"Where are we going? Where are we escaping to?"
"Are you planning to move around using the walls after getting off the roof?"
Clenching his right fist and looking at the wall at the end of the corridor not far away, Inosuke already had an idea.
Since the other party wants to run away, then we won't let it run away.
"Focus on that moment, smash the wall and drag the ghost out!"
Of course, ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel.
Just as he found the perfect moment and was about to throw a punch, a figure appeared at the end of the corridor.
The man who arrived was in his thirties, with triangular eyes and a flushed face.
It's obvious he just drank quite a bit of alcohol.
The guest was secretly pleased to see Inosuke running toward him.
"Oh oh!"
His drunken brain was no longer functioning properly; all he saw was a pretty girl running into his arms.
"Aren't there cute girls here too?"
As he spoke, he opened his arms, as if trying to pull her into his embrace.
However, the closest thing to him was not Inosuke, but a dark figure.
"What is this? It looks like a fist."
Just as the man realized what the shadowy figure was, he was punched in the face.
"Click!"
His already somewhat flat nose was flattened by a single punch.
Not only that, the guest's body was also slammed hard against the wall by Inosuke strength.
With a loud "bang," the guest became part of the wall, perfectly embedded in it.
Several geisha from the Hagimoto House, who were nearby, screamed in alarm upon witnessing this scene.
"Eeya!"
"They're hitting someone!"