Sunday, July 23, 2017

Japanese Cryptic: The Ghost With Knife


Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Cryptic Story



He has the special ability to see ghosts.

Battlefields and murder-sites--He can see ghosts for sure at such locations.

He says that the ghosts have bloodshot eyes and are quite resentful towards humans.

Today, he went to a building for his work. Normally, he works from his company's office, but today he was on a business trip.

He sensed something odd as soon as he entered the building. He realized that the building had been the site of a murder incident.

He became melancholic by realizing that. The ability to see ghosts is not as exciting as it is portrayed.

He completed his work quickly and headed out the room to avoid encountering the ghost.

His attempt turned into a failure when he encountered the ghost of a man standing in the corridor.
The man's eyes were wide open, and he was holding a knife in his hand. His mouth and the knife, both were dyed red with blood.

This was the creepiest encounter till now.

He didn't want to get involved with the ghost, so he pushed it aside.

He got suprised that he could touch this ghost.

The ghost raised the knife over his head.
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Saturday, July 22, 2017

Japanese Cryptic: Chitchatting Through The Window


Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Cryptic Story


Old woman: "You still there?"

I: "Yes, I haven't gone anywhere."

Old woman: "Eh...? Sorry, I couldn't hear you."

She was standing on the other side of the window, outside the house. I was inside the house, and that could be the reason why she wasn't able to hear me properly.

I: "It has started raining~"

I hurried to the veranda and quickly secured the laundry that I had put earlier to dry.

After that, I decided to warn my neighbors, who live in apartment 603, about the rain.
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Monday, July 17, 2017

Japanese Urban Legend: Kuchisake Onna


Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Urban Legend


Kuchisake-onna-manga-portrait
Am I beautiful?

"Hey! Which one of us do you think is the prettiest?"

It was the evening of a snowy day.
Three girls with face-masks and a boy carrying a school bag on his back were inside a dimly-lit tunnel.

"Who, I wonder?"

"I am!"

"No, I'm prettier!"

The boy remembered about a certain rumor that was the talk of the town those days. The dread had already taken over him, as could be seen from his face that grew paler with every passing moment.
He was still thinking of the best possible answer...


Monday, July 10, 2017

Japanese Cryptic: The Sofa



Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Cryptic Story

 

My senpai, O-san, had a friend called S(pseudonym), who, out of Jealousy, turned into my senpai's stalker.

However, S went missing after some time.

We were quite relieved but not sure if it was another of S's tricks.

One day, a sofa arrived at O-san's house.

O-san had certainly ordered a sofa, and the arrived sofa was also very similar to the one ordered. However...

"What the hell is this? The color is all wrong. The sofa looks old too."

"You should call the manufacturer."

The manufacturer came to senpai's house and apologized for the mistake.

"I'm deeply sorry. I was told by your friend to deliver this sofa to you."

"It must be S!! Tch...harassing me in such a way!! "

"Leaving that aside, deliver me the sofa I ordered."

"Understood."

I was getting creepy vibes from the sofa, so I asked the manufacturer what they were going to do with that.

"Umm...what would you do to this old sofa."

"Ah...it's quite old, so it can't be recycled. Most likely, we'll put it in an incinerator."

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This sounds similar to a certain Edogawa Rampo's story.
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Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Japanese Cryptic: The Devil's Crossing


Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Cryptic Story



In my city there is an infamous crossing, called the devil's crossing, nearby a flower's shop. Every year, a lot of people end up losing their lives at that crossing.
Well, you might be thinking that it's just another crossing where accidents happen frequently, what's supernatural about it?

The bizarre part is that every year the accidents happen on the same day and at the same exact time.

My girlfriend, who was unaware of this, had come to my city last year. In a tragic event, she too ended up in an accident at that crossing.

I was devastated by the loss. Not wanting any more people to meet that same fate as my girlfriend, I decided to go to the crossing on the cursed day this year to solve the mystery.

I didn't care if it was the work of ghosts or whatnot. I just wanted to punish whoever was behind the accidents.

Even if I ended up dying during the whole ordeal, I would be content as I might be able to reunite with my girlfriend.

I searched that crossing from one end to another, hoping to find something outworldly, but everything seemed normal.

However, I did experience something that was...odd. Nobody paid any attention to me while I was moving from one corner of the crossing to other. Even the cops didn't bother looking at me.

"Am I just overthinking...?" I pondered.

I was about to leave when I noticed a big, blue truck heading towards me at a great speed.

.... By a hair's breadth, I avoided the accident.

The next thing I knew, I was standing there with tears rolling down my eyes.
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This cryptic is heartbreaking. :(
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