Tsukiyomi Ruri moved a little closer and found that there was indeed someone in the dark bridge hollow. She didn’t approach herself but condensed The Faceless and had The Faceless draw near in her place.
The Faceless was very inconspicuous in the night. She quickly arrived at the bridge hollow and saw the Ane-go huddled there.
After looking around, Tsukiyomi Ruri noticed a burlap sack that had been washed ashore and dried in the sun. She immediately retrieved it, then went behind the Ane-go and pulled it straight down over her head.
“Who? Who’s there?”
The sudden change threw the Ane-go into immediate panic, and she struggled desperately.
But before The Faceless, the Ane-go’s struggles were clearly futile. Half her body was tightly wrapped in the sack, and then her hands and feet were tied up by The Faceless. As for the rope, it was the one originally used to tie the sack.
While tying, Tsukiyomi Ruri was also pondering.
Although based on speculation, the Ane-go might be connected to Reincarnators, was the Ane-go herself a Reincarnator?
Even if Tsukiyomi Ruri exposed matters about Reincarnators, she wouldn’t be erased by the Reincarnation Space. Still, she planned to be cautious and not mention things that weren’t suitable for ordinary people to hear.
“Who the hell are you? Let me go,” the Ane-go’s voice came from inside the sack.
Hearing this, Tsukiyomi Ruri controlled The Faceless to speak: “Let you go? First, answer my questions honestly.”
“I just won’t answer. If you’re so tough, don’t let me go,” the Ane-go was still a yankee after all. Although she had been scared by a ghost earlier, this time it wasn’t a ghost, so her courage returned.
“Not answering? Do you know what consequences you’ll face for not answering?” The Faceless asked in a deep voice.
“I don’t care about your consequences.” The Ane-go, only half-covered by the sack, kicked with her denim-clad legs, trying to kick The Faceless.
“Won’t talk? Fine, don’t regret it.” The Faceless grabbed the Ane-go by the ankles and swung her up, spinning her around overhead.
This made the Ane-go struggle even more, but it changed nothing.
After just a few spins, the Ane-go felt dizzy and nauseous, like she wanted to vomit.
“You… let go…” the Ane-go said weakly.
“Are you going to talk? Talk or not?” Tsukiyomi Ruri made The Faceless ask.
“I… I…” the Ane-go couldn’t speak.
The Faceless kept spinning her around. After round and round, the Ane-go saw stars.
“Talk or not? Are you going to talk or not?” Tsukiyomi Ruri continued to have The Faceless ask.
The Ane-go accepted defeat. If this continued, she really couldn’t hold on. She opened her mouth to say something submissive, but as soon as she did, she retched uncontrollably and couldn’t get the words out.
Tsukiyomi Ruri, however, didn’t know the Ane-go was already willing to give in. She made The Faceless spin the Ane-go a few more times, until the Ane-go’s consciousness was somewhat confused.
“Talk or not? Are you going to talk?” The Faceless asked.
The Ane-go very much wanted to say she would talk, but being constantly spun, she couldn’t speak anymore.
“Talk or not?” The Faceless continued to ask.
Hearing this question filled the Ane-go’s heart with extreme grief and indignation. She wanted to roar at the person spinning her, but she had truly been swung to the point of having no strength left.
After asking several times with no response, Tsukiyomi Ruri made The Faceless stop spinning and held the Ane-go upside down. “Talk or not? Do you want to be punished by me again?”
With the spinning finally over, the Ane-go finally caught her breath and said in a mix of grief and indignation: “Talk or not, talk or not—what exactly do you want me to say? Ask me something! You didn’t ask anything, just kept saying talk or not, talk or not. What am I supposed to talk about?”
Tsukiyomi Ruri was silent for a moment, then controlled The Faceless to say: “I didn’t ask?”
“Did you ask?” the Ane-go yelled, the feeling of grievance practically radiating through the sack.
In the shadows, Tsukiyomi Ruri rubbed her solar system; this was indeed her oversight.
After thinking, she had The Faceless lay the Ane-go flat, then asked: “Where did you hide Gounon?”
“Gounon? Who’s that?” the Ane-go, with her upper body still in the sack, asked blankly.
“So you’re claiming you don’t know? Seems the punishment isn’t enough.” The Faceless hoisted the Ane-go upside down again.
“Wait, I really don’t know this person,” the Ane-go said hastily. “This Gounon is obviously a Western name. If I’d heard it before, I’d definitely remember, but I truly haven’t.”
“Is that so? Then tell me, why did you escape from the Mental Hospital?” The Faceless asked.
“They treated me like a mental patient, but I know I’m not one. If I hadn’t run, who knows what I’d have faced,” the Ane-go said helplessly.
“But according to the Mental Hospital’s evaluation, your diagnosis was normal. They didn’t diagnose you as having a mental illness,” The Faceless said.
“…They didn’t diagnose me as mentally ill?” The Ane-go was stunned.
If she wasn’t diagnosed as mentally ill, then what was all that escaping for?
At that thought, the Ane-go almost burst into tears.
Tsukiyomi Ruri made The Faceless ask a few more things. The Ane-go, not wanting to be spun around again, could only continue answering.
It all started with the “gas leak” incident in the cafeteria at Aragaki Girls’ High School.
At that time, the captured Ane-go became a suspect. Later, although an investigation determined she likely had nothing to do with the “gas leak,” during the process, her behavior was probably deemed a little too abnormal, so she was sent to the Mental Hospital for evaluation.
The Ane-go was already paranoid from being blamed for so many things, constantly suspecting that any incident would be pinned on her. So after being sent to the Mental Hospital, she immediately tried every means to escape.
She just never expected that the evaluation result was in her favor. Normally, once the result came out, she would have been free.
But she just had to run.
And coincidentally, while she was running away, Gounon also disappeared…
After learning the situation, Tsukiyomi Ruri looked at the Ane-go with some sympathy.
According to her judgment, the Ane-go probably wasn’t lying and indeed had no connection to Reincarnators. That meant the problematic person might be Gounon. Or perhaps some unknown person had appeared. But why take Gounon away?
This matter seemed a bit complicated. The information Tsukiyomi Ruri had was limited, and trying to speculate with limited information was truly a bit of a headache.
