I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Really, do you want to go down? Otherwise, let's wait here for a while..."

Looking at the closed, deep and bottomless passage under his feet, Ryoma swallowed his saliva "gudong", and the voice coming out of the mask trembled a little.

"What are you talking about, didn't you already know this before you came here?"

On the contrary, it was Niya beside him who walked down the dizzying stairs indifferently.

"Although I have checked the information, it is another matter to actually see it..."

The reason why Doai Station is called "the deepest station on the surface of Japan" is precisely because its descending platform leading to Echigo Yuzawa has a height difference of 81 meters from the ground.

The only thing that connects the ground and the underground is this 338-meter-long pedestrian tunnel with 462 steps.

"Pa-ta... pa-ta..."

In the corridor behind him, there were faint footsteps.

"Someone is coming... more than one..."

Niya on the side quickly grabbed Ryoma's arm and quickened his pace.

"Go on, since you've already crashed into the palace gate, it's too late to get out now!"

"But...we're not all here yet..."

The strong force from the slender hand of the nun beside him made the strong and strong Ryoma Erzai, who was proud of his waist and abdomen strength, unable to resist.

"Shut up, if someone finds out here, all previous efforts will be wasted!"

Niya pinched Erqian Ryoma's forearm fiercely, and blocked the other's words.

"Here we come... Take a steady step, don't forget, we are now devout Aum Shinrikyo believers!"

As soon as she finished speaking, three figures, also wrapped in black robes and masks, working together to lift a huge wooden box, appeared on the stairs above.

"Om."

Seeing the two "dressed in the same style" at the bottom of the stairs, the three black-robed men didn't seem to be surprised. Instead, they bowed slightly very politely and greeted them from afar.

"O, Om."

Before the two, Ryoma and Niya also hurriedly imitated the example, silently recited the slogan with unclear meaning, and bowed in return.

"Such a little 'sacrifice' came to participate in the 'sacrifice', the two of you are too shabby..."

"Stop rambling, let's go, get a good seat early!"

"Hey, why do you have to stipulate that you can't use divine power at the station? I'm exhausted from carrying boxes."

Fortunately, the three of them didn't seem to have any intention of coming forward to talk, they murmured and carried the box together, quickly passed the two of them, and walked along the deep stairs.

"Huh, fortunately, this kind of 'unranked' believers come from all over the country, and no one can recognize anyone through a mask..."

"Go on, it will be suspicious to stay here."

The two breathed a sigh of relief, and pretending to be calm, they carried their suitcases and descended towards this tunnel that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

In the dark and dilapidated Tuhe Station Tunnel, which seemed to be wrapped in a layer of gray mud, there was only the sound of dripping water and footsteps.

Before two, Ryoma and Niya, the two "men in black robes", walked on the stairs solemnly and silently, like dark wanderers on a pilgrimage to hell.

Stepping on the densely packed stairs, the identical internal structure on both sides and the bottom of the tunnel with no end in sight will always give people the illusion of "staying in place".

Fortunately, there is a number plate with the number of steps embedded on the side of the ladder, and there will be a slightly wider platform at a certain distance, providing simple benches made of half logs for people to rest.

Soon, the two arrived at the last step marked "462".

"This is it...the legendary 463rd step that can only be stepped on if you have a ticket stub..."

The two looked at each other and stepped forward at the same time...

After the scenery in front of them rippled like water waves for a moment, an old underground platform appeared in front of the two of them.

The left and right sides of the platform are connected to a narrow, long and deep railway that leads to nowhere, plus dim yellow light tubes every 5 meters, as if extending all the way to the endless abyss.

"These guys... all should be purified like syphilis..."

Niya looked around the situation on the platform calmly, her body trembling slightly, and the big green eyes behind the mask flashed a look of disgust...

Fragments of crystal-clear golden light flashed under her black robe.

On the edge of the platform, apart from the three black-robed men who arrived first, there were also a lot of black-robed men with large and small boxes standing sparsely.

"Calm down, sister..."

Ryoma adjusted his breathing a few minutes ago, then reached out and patted Niya on the shoulder: "Since we're here, we will naturally wipe out these guys and give justice to all the victims."

There was also suppressed anger in his eyes.

Because, without exception, these people in black robes lingered with different shades of black aura.

This proves that these people have all handed over a considerable number of "sacrifices" and thus "lucky" to eat the "miraculous thing" bestowed by the Aum Shinrikyo.

At this moment, it is self-evident what is in their "luggage".

How many murders are hidden behind the huge organization of Aum Shinrikyo is really frightening to think about.

"Feel sorry."

Niya nodded lightly, restraining the breath in her body.

Fortunately, these people in black robes didn't seem to be familiar with each other, and they kept a considerable distance from each other.

They stood silently on the edge of the platform, bowing their heads and meditating devoutly, not noticing the abnormality of the two new "companions".

"The next thing to do is to wait..."

Finding an unoccupied boarding gate on the edge of the platform, Ryoma raised his wrist to glance at the time two days ago.

Five minutes to go, it's one o'clock in the morning.

During this time period, the only JR Joetsu Shinkansen running on this railway line has long been out of service.

"These guys are all gathered here, they should come..."

Calmly scanning the surroundings of the platform, Ryoma was pinching the ticket stub's knuckles a little white because of excessive force.

"The non-existent 'last train' that will only appear at the end of the 'Inner Demon Time'..."

As we all know, Enmashi is a supernatural time in the Japanese Onmyodo where humans and ghosts can appear at the same time.

But few people know that there are two kinds of time for encountering demons. Among them, the time for encountering ghosts in the wild is the time of encountering ghosts in the wild, which is from 17:00 to 19:00 in the evening and from 3:00 to 5:00 in the morning.

And the "inner magic time" when it is easy to meet ghosts indoors is from 11:00 to 1:00 in the middle of the night.

According to the confessions of those arrested cults, the only way to get to the "super-large sacrifice" of Aum Shinrikyo is to hold a paper ticket stub on the underground platform of Tuai Station, and take a train of "not The last train of existence".

"Zizizi..."

On the edge of the platform, the light tubes arranged neatly like soldiers suddenly began to go out from far to near.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Amid the weeping sound of rubbing the rails, a rusty old-fashioned steam train with no light from the inside to the outside drove into the platform synchronously with the extinguished lights.