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The number of human skeletons at the bottom of the well couldn't be made out, but it was clear there were a great many, and perhaps a good number were also buried beneath the ground.
Additionally, Kamiyagawa noticed that the human skeletons were all on the small side, clearly not belonging to adults, probably those of children.
Ding Ling——
At that moment, the golden bell jingled again.
The Zashiki-warashi wanted to come out.
Wearing the Smiling Mask, Kamiyagawa inspected the sealed space at the bottom of the well to ensure there was no danger before letting out the little Fukujin.
"Ya!"
The Zashiki-warashi appeared once more.
Kamiyagawa shone the flashlight of his cellphone toward her.
In the pitch-black darkness, the column of light seemed dim, falling upon the little Fukujin's red kimono.
And under such illumination, the Zashiki-warashi nonchalantly wove her way through the scattered skeletons on the well floor, searching the area with apparent delight.