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What happened was, I returned to my room quite late that night, around 1 a.m. Our floor was in the middle of the room, and the hallway was incredibly long and dimly lit. Halfway down the hallway, I thought I heard a faint, intermittent sound, like a child humming, coming from the far end. I didn't think much of it, assuming it was coming from another room.

But the further I walked, the closer the sound got. It felt like it was coming from either the room or the hallway! My hair stood on end! I hurried back to my room. Just as I was about to reach the door, out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw... a head hanging below the emergency exit indicator at the end of the hallway?! My legs went weak with fear. I quickly swiped my card, opened the door, and rushed in, only to find it locked!

I lay in bed for a long time before I dared to pull out my phone and search. I was shocked! It turns out this hotel was the Osaka Golden Hotel, which nearly closed down a few years ago due to frequent hauntings. It's said that guests back then saw strange shadows, heard inexplicable crying, and even saw objects moving on their own...

#OsakaHotel#SupernaturalEvents#Help#Royal Park Hotel#Haunted Hotel?

There are many comments below the post:

>"That's the one?! I've heard rumors about it since I was a kid!"

> "Renovation won't help, right? I heard the foundation isn't good..."

> “My friend’s friend stayed in a renovated building before, and he also said the corridor felt weird at night…”

> "Is it a psychological effect? ​​All new hotels are like this. They seem too spacious."

>"Blogger, don't scare yourself. Maybe you heard it wrong or you're dazzled."

>"It's better to believe it than not! Let's change hotels immediately!"

Yutenji Wakamai opened his eyes wide and read the post and the comments below word by word. He felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Her hand holding the phone began to tremble uncontrollably, and her face turned pale in an instant.

No way... No way?!

Is it cost-effective? Is it a good environment? Are there new facilities?

So... it's because of this?!

She felt as if all the blood in her body was about to freeze. The joy and self-consolation she had felt from staying in a good hotel were instantly washed away by a huge sense of fear!

"..Ruomai? What's wrong with you?"

Sanjiao Chuhua noticed her strange behavior and came over curiously:

"Why is your face so pale? What did you see?"

Ruomai grabbed Chuhua's arm as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and tremblingly handed the phone screen to her: "Chu, Chuhua, look... look at this..."

Chu Hua blinked, took the phone, and began to read. At first, she had a curious expression on her face, but as she read more, her expression gradually changed. Her smile disappeared, her brow furrowed, and finally, like Ruomai, she fell silent.

The air in the room seemed to have grown colder.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other and could see the fear in each other's eyes.

"Ying, it should be a rumor, right?"

Chu Hua swallowed his saliva, his voice a little dry:

"There are a lot of posts like this online. They might just be fabricated to attract attention..."

Having said that, her tone was clearly lacking in confidence.

Ruomai seemed to have been reminded, and immediately began to search for more keywords related to "Osaka Royal Park Hotel", "Golden Hotel", and "paranormal events" with trembling fingers.

Soon, more information emerged.

Old posts on various forums, records on urban legend websites, and even archives of some local news all point to one fact:

——The predecessor of this hotel was indeed notorious due to the frequent occurrence of unexplained supernatural phenomena. Its business plummeted and it almost went bankrupt.

Later, a new owner took over and carried out a complete renovation, replacing all the furniture and decorations, and even changed the name of the hotel in an attempt to break away from the past.

but!

Even after renovation and name change, the "legend" about this place does not seem to have completely disappeared.

From time to time, people still share some "suspected" ghost experiences on the Internet, such as footsteps in the corridor late at night, small objects moving inexplicably in the room, the TV turning on and off automatically, strange reflections in the mirror, etc.

Although there is no conclusive evidence, the large number and rich details make it difficult to completely attribute it to "rumors" or "psychological effects."

Looking at the search results, Ruomai and Chuhua fell into a deathly silence again. This time, even the excuse of "rumors" was no longer viable.

"Gudong."

Teacher Da Miao swallowed hard and felt a chill on his back.

She subconsciously hugged her arms tightly and began to look around the room anxiously.

The room that seemed spacious and elegant just now now seems a bit... eerie?

Those abstract decorative paintings now look like they have distorted lines, as if hiding prying eyes.

The shadows cast by the green plants in the corner are stretched and deformed under the soft light, making them look particularly strange.

"What's wrong with you two?"

Hai Ling's voice was filled with a hint of confusion and inquiry. She subconsciously thought that they were still worried about what happened during the day or the negative comments online.

"Hai, Hailing..."

Ruomai seemed to have seen a savior, but also seemed to be afraid of disturbing something. He lowered his voice and waved to Hailing:

"You....come and take a look at this..."

Hailing walked over suspiciously and took the phone that Ruomai handed to her.

Unlike Ruomai and Chuhua who were panic-stricken, she quickly browsed the contents on the screen, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

After reading it, Hai Ling was silent for a moment, returned the phone to them, and then looked around the room calmly.

“It’s hard to tell whether something online is real or fake.”

Hai Ling's voice remained calm, but if you listened carefully, you could detect a subtle hint of tension:

"The hotel has been renovated, and the security system seems to be in good working order. It's likely that this urban legend has been exaggerated."

"But, but so many people say..." Teacher Da Miao retorted in a low voice, obviously lacking in confidence.

"Don't worry too much." Hai Ling changed the subject: "The more people talk about it, the more it proves that it's nothing."

Although Hai Ling said it was an "urban legend", her tense nerves and vigilant eyes revealed that she was not completely unconvinced.

And in the midst of this panic, Sanjiao Chuhua's high-speed brain quietly turned a corner.

She was indeed frightened by those supernatural posts and the words "the air is different", and her back did feel a little cold.

But this feeling of fear, after lasting for a short while, was slowly replaced by another stronger thought.

She swallowed involuntarily and her eyes flickered.

——Afraid, yes. If you are afraid, can you find a reason to go find Xiaoxiang?

Once this thought took root, it grew like a vine, quickly overcoming the fear. The room that had seemed eerie and scary just now didn't seem so scary anymore.

And all these psychological activities happen in a flash.

Ruomai, who was huddled together and shivering, and Hailing, who was checking the doors and windows with a serious look on her face, were completely unaware of her little thoughts.

Only Ruo Ye Mu was still sitting quietly on the sofa, holding her book, her golden eyes lowered, as if she was in deep thought, or as if she was listening to something. No one knew what she was thinking.

......

A few minutes later.

"Dong dong."

There was a gentle knock on the door of Kujo Renji's room.

He had just finished his preliminary analysis of the forces behind the "West District Redevelopment Plan" and was preparing to relax and think about his next steps.

Hearing the knock on the door, he frowned slightly and got up to open the door.

Standing outside the door is...

Wakaba Mu!

She was wearing pajamas, holding a soft pillow tightly in her arms, her long light green hair draped softly over her shoulders, making her look even more petite than usual.

She raised her head and stared at Jiujo Renji.

"Lian Si..."

Her voice was soft, with a barely perceptible hint of...dependence?

"Haunted. Scary."

Be brief and get straight to the point.

Kujo Renji: "..."

He was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

Haunted? Scary?

He looked at Mu in front of him calmly.

Although her face was pale, the girl's face was usually pale.

And the other person's eyes were very calm, even a little...natural?

Anyway, he didn't look "fearful" at all.

Jiujo Liansi immediately understood.

Ever since the end of their forced "cohabitation" life, Mu's dependence on him seemed to have solidified and deepened in a strange way.

This was not the first time she had found various reasons to stay with him, and even proposed to "sleep in the same bed".

"No."

Jiujo Renji's voice was calm and contained an undeniable rejection:

"Even if you're scared, you have to sleep alone."

Ruoye Mu blinked, and her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. She seemed not surprised by the answer, or perhaps she was prepared for it.

She said in a softer voice:

"I can sleep on the couch."

"Sleeping on the sofa is not an option."

Jiujo Renji refused again, giving a very plausible reason:

"It's cold at night. What if I catch a cold? Health is the most important thing during a tour."

Upon hearing this, Mu tightened his grip on the pillow slightly, as if he wanted to say something else.

at this time--

"Boom boom boom!"

There was another knock on the door. This time the knock was more urgent than before, with a hint of hesitation and... some kind of expectation?

Jiujo Renji frowned slightly. What was going on tonight? He opened the door.

Standing outside the door was Sanjiao Chuhua, who was also wearing pajamas and holding a pillow.

"Xiaoxiang, I heard—"

However, the words got stuck in her throat as soon as she started.

Because she clearly saw that inside the room, Ruoye Mu was also wearing pajamas, holding a pillow, standing there quietly, his golden eyes looking at her.

!!!

The expression on Chu Hua's face froze instantly.

Her prepared lines and emotions seemed to be paused.

My mind went blank for a moment.

Harmony? !

Why is she here too?!

And... he was also hugging a pillow? !

An indescribable heat rushed up Chu Hua's cheeks, making her red from her ears to her neck in an instant.

She was not afraid, but because of shame and embarrassment.