052 Inunaki Village Villager

The afternoon of that day.

Strange Tale World.

"Inunaki Pass, Grandpa's back again!"

Kamiya emerged beside the save point in the form of an undying man.

He first glanced at the Divine Cabinet, but did not see the tiny old man, eight centimeters in height.

It seemed the Traveling Frog hadn't returned home yet.

Kamiya then looked towards Inunaki Tunnel.

Above the tunnel, the words "Inunaki" were crudely carved.

On the concrete blocks by the road, aged graffiti was sprayed chaotically, with dim colors overlapping, utterly lacking in aesthetic appeal.

Among all the graffiti, only a few red slogans were particularly conspicuous:

"The Japanese Constitution does not apply beyond this point."

"Proceed at your own risk."

The dark entrance of the tunnel lay unguarded, like the gaping mouth of a voracious beast, lurking and ready to swallow anyone who entered whole.

A cool and damp breeze blew from inside the tunnel, carrying with it faint sobbing sounds.