Skeletons, Ghosts, Human Head Balloons...
Ayatsuki Ayaka breezed through them, sweeping away all the props Saeko and her team had set up.
Oddly enough, she didn't spot Saeko or the others. Even the Headless Ghost that was supposed to be below was nowhere to be found. It probably knew she was aware of the truth and chose not to show up to scare her.
She had even wanted to take the opportunity, when they tried to scare her, to give them a couple of good punches. What a pity!
With that thought in her mind, Ayatsuki Ayaka stepped out of the abandoned factory's main gate.
The night breeze was cool, stirring the weeds in the courtyard.
She took Aozawa's hand, and they walked out through the peeling iron gate.
The streetlights silently illuminated the streets, which were eerily quiet and deserted, making Ayatsuki Ayaka reluctant for the night to end just like this.
"Aozawa, I'll walk you to the station," she said.
"Okay."
