Indigo Couple
40. Ningyo Wara Doll

The Part 40 PI

"Hanako hasn't recovered, has she?" 

"Yet. Then?" 

"Help me do this." Grandpa Hoki then stood up from where he was sitting, showing two ningyo figurines and two photographs.

For a moment Mrs Micin looked at the photo and nodded. 

"It seems I know this man" muttered Mrs Micin. 

"I know him too. But our clients are more important. Moreover, he is our loyal follower," said Grandpa Hockey.

Both of them then noticed the reflection of his face reflection in the mirror. Inside the mirror, the woman saw two figures of beings who were watching her from afar. The faces of the creatures looked extremely angry and savage, as if holding back hunger a long time ago. The two supernatural beings belonging to Grandpa Hoki and Madame Micin seemed to be impatiently waiting for their meal that night.

Mrs Micin headed to another room with the stairs down. Grandpa Hockey followed him. The woman began to walk through the room. The two of them walked so quietly, step by step. The room was already filled with many ningyo wara dolls that were hung with a bundle of rope. Petromax lamp lights hang on each side of the wall as a light. On the face of the doll there is a blood stain that has long dried.

Shortly after, the two stopped in front of a stone table. On it lay a golden cup that contained needles along the stitch of Japanese konde. Grandpa Hoki put two photos that he brought to the table, then his hands moved down the other women who had lined up neatly. 

Grandpa Hockey took out a doll, placed it right next to the photo sheet. He then lit a small furnace filled with black charcoal. Smoke immediately filled the room with a very pungent smell. 

Mrs Micin started pulling out some of her hair, handing it to Grandpa Hockey. The man then rolled a few strands of hair over the neck of the doll. Then he began chanting magic spells used to exterminate the intended owner of the photo.

Mrs Micin and Grandpa Hockey kept repeating the incantations while putting each straw doll on top of the two photos. Afterwards, Mrs Micin grabbed a single skewer of konde. He stabbed his index finger until it bled. Letting the fresh red liquid out from between the flesh of his fingers.

He then drips it on the head of the doll. Grandpa Hockey did the same thing. Then, they hung the doll on a bundle of rigging connected from the top of the indoor ceiling. 

"You start hunting!" lady Micin's word to the two supernatural beings.

...***...

In a newly created resort owned by Hoki Takurugi. Laughter was heard from a man and a woman. They were talking on their bed after a hot activity. 

"Congratulations dear, you managed to defeat Todachi as usual. This great project must be held by us. Otherwise it's going to impact the company and we're going to lose big." A woman lay covered in a thick blanket. In his hand was a mild bar that he lit. 

The middle-aged man was still laughing beside her, then grabbed the blanket.he walked towards the makeup mirror in a body condition without a thread. For a moment the man named Takura Simitzu sipped a quarter of a crystal glass filled with wine on the nightstand. Both eyes were then fixed on the figure of a beautiful woman who was lying covered with a blanket. 

The sexy young woman who was far adrift with the middle-aged man then smiled. Both then spent the entire night with pleasure and pleasure for a moment, without knowing what was lurking them at that time.

At two o'clock in the morning, suddenly the two couples jerked from behind the blanket when they heard the sound of falling objects.   I don't know where it came from. Takura who first realized from his deep sleep due to fatigue. He got up from his bed. Followed by a woman named Motoku who woke up. The woman's face looked agitated. 

"Who is that, Boss?" moku asked suspiciously and fearfully.

The woman felt an unpleasant premonition from the voice. His hand gripped Mr. Takura's arm firmly, as if beckoning him not to leave himself alone in the room. 

However, Takura was very curious. He was afraid that someone was watching him. The man was not calm. Anyhow, he should check it out. It could be a herd of robbers or his wife's man. Wearing her nightgown, Takura grabbed the M1911 colt in her bag. He always carries the firearm anywhere because he already has his legal letter. Takura then walked slowly towards the source of the sound.

The room in the resort room is in complete darkness. Takura walked along step by step while figuring out the source of what sound he had just heard. While pointing the firearm in his hand at some corner of the room, Takura still stepped back and forth.

Takura was trying not to make the slightest sound. Someone might come to threaten him. Does that person not know if he is one of the very influential people in this place? Strangely enough, Takura sees whoever this house is but him. 

Suddenly, a shadow flashed behind him. Takura sensed that something had just flashed across and gave his nape goosebumps. The man turned around, but again there was nothing he could see. Anxiety and fear began to seep in. Takura was sure that he was no longer alone in the room. 

"Who are you? Come outside! How dare 8 you challenge me!" threaten her.

Soon after, there was a smell of blood and fishy. Takura was sure that something was wrong, the man then intended to return to his room, pick up the woman who had been his affair. 

As the man walked down the road to his room, he was jolted to see the room of the resort room he had just left in complete darkness.

Takura then pushed the door of the room slowly. He called her the woman who did not answer. His sense of smell caught the same scent of blood and fishy rancor. The smell was getting stinging as if that was where the center of the aroma came from. Suddenly, the door he had just passed closed by itself. 

Brak!

"Crazy! It's insane! Who are you, come out!" yells.

Takura then turned around intending to pull the door. Surprisingly, the door could no longer be opened. It was as if someone had locked it from the outside. Takura started to panic. Suddenly, something surprised him. The shadow figure was standing in the corner of the room. Takura then pointed the rifle in his hand at the figure. 

"Darling, is that you?" ask Takura at my motoku.

...*** Connect ***...