Otherside Picnic, Volume 3 by Iori Miyazawa

Author:Iori Miyazawa [MIYAZAWA, IORI]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2020-04-12T00:00:00+00:00

2

“Congrats. You got yourself a fan,” Kozakura said teasingly after she heard the story.

“Stop...” Toriko spat the word in distaste. “It’s not funny, even as a joke.”

There was a bigger scowl on her face than I’d ever seen from her before, and I couldn’t help but stare. It was rare to see the usually aloof Toriko show such disgust.

“Right, Sorawo?”

“Huh? Oh! Yeah!”

My mind was wandering, so I ended up giving a half-hearted response. Toriko’s suspicious eyes fell on me, and I looked away.

Once Toriko and I had managed to lose the woman, we came to Kozakura’s house in Shakujii-kouen. Although we were on schedule, we decided to be cautious. We took a roundabout route from the station, so we arrived a little late. Thanks to that, we were having a late lunch, too. The curtains in Kozakura’s room were always shut, though, so it didn’t really make a difference.

“Did you realize photos had been taken of you?” Kozakura asked as she poked away at her keyboard.

“I remember having a photo taken on the train. It was a while back, though. I didn’t like it, so I started wearing gloves... But I think it was just that one time.”

“So that one photo got put up on the net, and you ended up with a passionate fan, huh?”

“Seriously, I told you to stop!”

“If only she were a cute girl.”

“That’s not the problem!” Toriko raised her voice.

“The way she was forcing her feelings on me was scary on it’s own, but she said awful things to Sorawo, too. I can’t forgive that.”

“Yeah, yeah, I get it. I’m sorry.” Kozakura gave an unemotional apology, taking her hands off the keyboard and leaning back in her chair. “It’s not coming up.”

“What’s not?”

“Your photo.”

There was a single browser window open on Kozakura’s screen. She had apparently been searching the net all this time. The image search results screen was filled with unconscious drunks and passengers wearing strange outfits. It seemed she hadn’t just been idly chatting with us.

“I tried every search keyword that came to mind, but nothing’s coming up. How did that woman find it?”

“I think she said something about a blog,” I suggested.

“A blog, huh? Those can be marked as non-public pretty easily, so it could be hard to chase down...”

“Speaking of that, how’s the other search going?” I asked, and Kozakura frowned.

“Nothing so far. I found traces of the name after that, but I couldn’t find the videos, as usual. You, Sorawo-chan?”

“It’s the same for me. I tried applying different kanji to it, and I got some results that seemed right, but the links were all down, and there was nothing in the cache.”

“I checked YouTube, Niconico, and where else was it? I probably found the same things, but they were all gone.”

“The only leads were the fragments of text left in the Google search results, but they all looked like reposts.”

That’s when Toriko piped in. “Hey. You’re searching for Lunaurumi, right?”

“Yeah. That’s right,” Kozakura said.

The ghost story video uploader named Lunaurumi. For a while now, Kozakura and I had been trying to dig into that unknown person’s identity.

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