Toilet No Hanakosan Vs Kukkyou Taimashi 04

Hanako’s bell chimed across the town. Those who thrived on stolen fear felt it and flinched. Their confident smiles thinned. For the first time in a while, the market’s boldest seller—a woman called Madam Shigaraki who wore fog like perfume—gasped as a tale untied itself and drifted back like a recalled song.

Hanako: “The vending machine on the second floor is haunted. It gives double chocolate. Want to investigate?” Itsuki: (pauses) “…I’ll bring the plunger.” toilet no hanakosan vs kukkyou taimashi 04