Such a bizarre sight instantly intensified the fear. Everyone except Miko, who had seen Miss Sadako before, was panicking, their legs weak and hands trembling as they scrambled to flee.
Then...
Smack!
Amamiya Natsuki slapped the back of Miss Sadako's hand and ordered,
"Stop scaring people. Go stand over there."
"..."
Reprimanded, Miss Sadako lowered her hands dejectedly and went to stand off to the side.
"Little one, where are we?" Lady Yashiro looked down at him. Her eight-foot height was intensely imposing, and her voice was languid as she said, "I feel so comfortable... as though I've returned to a long-lost homeland."
"Hm?"
Amamiya Natsuki paused slightly, filing that away in his mind.
Urban legends like Miss Sadako and Lady Yashiro were tormented by boundless emptiness as soon as they left the theater and entered the real world. Even the Yandere Young Lady couldn't bear that emptiness and chose to stay in the theater all day rather than come out.
Yet Lady Yashiro said she felt comfortable now?
Was this foggy supernatural being special, or was there some other reason?
Amamiya Natsuki set the question aside for now. The most pressing matter was the passengers in front of him.
"As you can see, urban legends and supernatural beings really do exist." Amamiya Natsuki spoke calmly, drawing everyone's attention. "The world isn't simply black and white. Many dark things are hidden beneath the shadows; ordinary people just never encounter them in their entire lives."
"I can tell you this with certainty."
"Supernatural beings are dangerous. People really do die. Don't take any chances. Being cautious is the only way to improve your odds of survival."
"..."
The air fell silent.
No one wanted to believe Amamiya Natsuki, but the facts were right in front of them. They had no choice.