As it turned out, reality didn't reason with you.
The three of them had spent more than a day in the past, but when they emerged from the thick fog, they found themselves at the foot of the mountain where they had filmed earlier. When they returned to the inn, they discovered that they had arrived only a little later than the other members of the film crew. In other words, they had spent a day in that world, but in this one, they had only been gone for a little over two hours.
When questioned by the others, the three simply said that they had gone for a walk in the mountains and managed to bluff their way through it. After showering and changing clothes, they each returned to their rooms to sleep.
"Phew..."
Lying on the tatami and staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, Sakurajima Mai let out a silent sigh. Then she picked up her phone and opened it, scrolling through the photos inside.
To be honest, Sakurajima Mai even wondered whether everything she had experienced had been a dream, but clearly, it hadn't. The photos from that time were still clearly saved on her phone. She could even see the ghost woman's twisted face beneath the flash.
Come to think of it, Xiao Ai had even brought that sword back...
Sakurajima Mai closed her eyes again.
That experience had been terrifying and thrilling, but that wasn't the real problem. If that were all it was, she could simply treat it as a nightmare.
But... Xiao Ai really wasn't an ordinary person, was she?
Sakurajima Mai still clearly remembered the way Duanmu Huai had looked when he killed those evil ghosts: cruel, heartless, and carrying a hint of crazed brutality. Although they hadn't been human, at least they