Outside the wooden door, Thai was silent as he saw the note full of Chinese writing. Xiao Li was in the spirit of helping people and took him back to the hotel to translate it. Shimizu and the others looked at the latest information and couldn't help their hands shaking.

Park Soojin wrote a sentence in her own book. [China has an old saying. I would rather believe there is something than believe there is nothing.]

Lance asked: [Then where do we live?]

[Do you want to go to someone else's house and try it...]

[We can't make any noise. As long as the other person locked the door, how can we enter?]

Shimizu was frowning and worrying over where to stay. The next second, he became cold as he felt someone behind him. He immediately turned and found that it was the owner of the hotel! The boss walked as quietly as a cat. The group had their backs to the backyard and hadn't found her.

The hotel owner stared strangely at the note with clear eyes. Shimizu quickly hid the note and smiled awkwardly at the boss. The boss ignored him and went to the front desk. She took a pen from the table, wrote something and threw the note to Shimizu before walking back to the backyard.

Shimizu unfolded the note and saw a long passage.

[Have you met the old man?]

[Oh, that's good. It shows you have a relationship with him. After all, he has been dead for three years.]

Shimizu's Chinese wasn't bad. Japanese and Chinese were similar and he had studied it during university. He read up to here and couldn't help sweating.

[Did he advise you to move? I won't stop you. If you want to move then move. It is your own business and I don't care. Still, I am a mother and with the heart of a parent, I want to dissuade you.]

[The old man never married. One day three years ago, he fell down at home and no one helped him. He passed away and the funeral was arranged by the neighbours. The terrible thing is that when someone comes here, he will often say I am a ghost. It is quite funny.]

Two people, two different statements. This was simply... horrifying when thinking about it. Shimizu translated the note and placed it on the middle of the table. Xiao Li was a bit interested. He stood looking at the backyard. Then he touched his stomach and went out of the hotel door. His footsteps were so quiet that no one noticed except for AK47 but he showed nothing.

Shimizu picked up a pen and asked: [What do you think? Who should we believe?]

[This reminds me of a story I have heard.] Park Soojin wrote. [It is about a couple who took part in an expedition to a snowy mountain and encountered an avalanche in the middle. The girl was separated from the others. She found a cave to rest in. Midway through, the members of the mountaineering team found her and said that her boyfriend was killed. They were the only ones left and she should go with them. The girl just wanted to leave when her boyfriend appeared. He told her loudly that the other climbers were dead and she should run away with him.]

Lance unzipped his shirt, pulled out the cross necklace and gripped the cross. He prayed for a moment before shrugging. This Asian spirit was his most hated type of instance but he didn't sense a ghost's breath.

[...Let's vote.] Shimizu wrote on the paper 'believe in the old man' and 'believe in the boss.'

No one voted for the time being. Shimizu placed a dot under the former and there was an ink drop under the latter.

Time passed. It was unknown how long passed before Shimizu put a tick under the latter option. He had just finished when Xiao Li held out a hand, took the pen directly from him and wrote a third option. 'Don't believe any of them.'

Shimizu was stunned and looked up at Xiao Li. Then his expression became even stranger. The black-haired teenager in front of him wasn't only holding a pen. He was also holding a peach that he had got from an unknown place. Xiao Li raised the peach in his hand to show friendliness.

Shimizu: [...Sherlock, you?]

Xiao Li held the peach in his left hand while his right hand quickly wrote. [I just went for a walk.]

Shimizu: ???

He also stole a peach?

Xiao Li wrote: [The peach is a gift from the house. If you want, there are more peaches over there.]

Shimizu was truly stunned this time. He hadn't managed to write anything when Xiao Li continued: [Do you want to ask me how I know? It is simple enough. Your eyes betrayed your doubts.]

Shimizu: [......]

Shimizu was dazed and Lance took over his heavy burden.

[Sherlock, you just said... house?]

[There is an old house to the south. I found it when I was looking for food. No one is living there and it is deserted. We can stay there.] Xiao Li nodded.

Park Soojin showed a complicated expression. She pulled up her hair and tied it in a pretty ponytail. [...This isn't fake?]

She couldn't imagine someone going out and bringing back such a large amount of information!

Xiao Li made a 'please go see' gesture. [Go out to the right, go straight and turn left. You will see a peach tree. The peach tree is to the side of the house.]

Shimizu gulped. It wasn't easy to find his words as he asked Xiao Li: [You... how did you find it?]

[Do you want to hear the truth?] Xiao Li took a bite of the peach. [I met a man. He was standing outside the wall of the house and picking peaches from the peach tree inside. He took a basket of peaches back with him. I wanted to buy some food from him but he didn't open the door. Thus, I stuffed in a note and asked him.]

[Did he give it to you?]

[No, I said I would pay for it but he told me to get lost. He wrote on the piece of paper, 'outsiders should go to hell.' I amicably said I would set a timed alarm clock on my phone and throw it into his yard. Then he opened the door and gave me the peach. He also wrote a small note, answering my question that the house was empty and no one lived there.]

The reincarnators, "......"

Don't ask. Asking was to feel violent. It was simple and crude.

Shimizu made a complicated expression.

[Then I went over there and looked around. It was really empty.]

Shimizu: [We... shall we go and see?]

There was no objection. They stood up, carefully not touching the table and chairs as they left the hotel. Xiao Li moved the slowest. He was ready to eat the peach. He ate it quietly and his lips were covered with peach juice, looking very fresh.

He put the shaking little yellow book on the table and read: [What are you thinking?]

Xiao Li licked the peach juice from his lips and replied casually: [I'm thinking about how it is really empty?]

Little yellow book: [Do you know what I think about when I'm empty?]

Xiao Li took another bite of the peach and didn't reply.

The little yellow book said: [I think of the person I like.]

[His hair and eyes are black. It is like the stars but feels soft. I don't usually like black but it is different on him.]

[His nose is very high and there are several times when I want to take a bite of his nose. However, I'm afraid it will be broken if I take a bite. In addition, his lips. His lips look very good, good for kissing.]

The little yellow book's words had a bit of suggestion. [Especially when they are wet.]




The author has something to say:

Xiao Li: I shouldn't have eaten the peach.

Translator: Rainbow Reads

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