Mr. Hirai held out his hand in front of me and said plainly."Wh..." I was stunned when he asked me to put my hand on his own. take a look? What……. Do you think you can look at me like that? Do you think you can see me? So easy. My feelings of suspicion about Mr. Hirai had already been read by her before I could express them. You know. Absolutely what I thought was impossible. However, I suddenly thought at the same time as I was suspicious. Isn't it a bit strange that you're holding out your hand with such an imposing look on my suspicion? If it's a guy who's lying and lining up bullshit, he should be vaguely deceiving me, and if I provide the evidence, he should be fooling around. But Mr. Hirai. Without doing such a thing, I'm showing off the leeway that I have evidence. Words that are firm and don't make you feel blurry and confident eyes. Between Mr. Hirai's outstretched hand and mine, I felt as if there was a line of demarcation that no one could ever touch... My thro
The scratch marks that were clearly visible on my neck were completely gone the next day.scabscabI didn't see one there. In front of the mirror in my bathroom, I had an irresistibly stupid face, but it couldn't be helped. I certainly saw it with my own eyes. In the restroom of the convenience store, there was a painful scar on my neck, as if I had scratched it with all my strength. I don't know why, but after washing my face this morning, I looked in the mirror to see how it was, and there was no trace of it. It wasn't really swollen or anything like that, nothing. This is ridiculous. It's obviously weird. Or rather, before the scars on my neck disappeared, I had an experience that was hard to describe in words. What was that? For some reason, Hirai-san came halfway through and I was relieved from some unknown pain, but if Hirai-san didn't show up, I would be the same. what happened I didn't think much about it until now, but since I started working part-time at a convenie
29: Anonymous: 05/13 18:34 that is serious 30: Anonymous: 05/13 18:34 I know famous places. It's near a suicide spot. 31: Anonymous: 05/13 18:39 Suicide spot! ? Hey ww 32: Anonymous: 05/13 18:41 I don't want to work part-time at a convenience store like that 33: Anonymous: 05/13 18:42 It's a mess at night, isn't it? Just imagining it ((((;゚Д゚)))) 34: Anonymous: 05/13 18:42 Oi, I looked it up and the hourly wage is pretty good Hey, it's close and I'm thinking of working 35: Anonymous: 05/13 18:42 Brave Descent www 36: Anonymous: 05/13 18:48 >>34 stop 37: Anonymous: 05/13 18:48 >>34 stop it It's not like it's really dangerous there 38: Anonymous: 05/13 18:53 Night shift is boring I'm too busy 39: Anonymous: 05/13 18:54 not in a spiritual sense 40: Anonymous: 05/13 18:55 >>34 That's crazy. You should stop Because it becomes a gathering place for spirits at night. Heck, that place itself has a strong spiritual magnetic field, so if you don't like it, yo
Let's stop... Seeing that far, I clicked the X mark in the upper right corner of the screen and closed the page. It seems that the writing continued after that, but I didn't feel like reading it all. I can't see the faces of the posts on the internet, and I can say whatever I want to say, and I've seen it in the posts, but it's stupid to believe. What do you get when you see that? Turn on the fan, pull one out of the cigarette box on the desk and light it. I wonder if I've become a summer heat exhaustion, but my body hasn't been feeling well lately. Well, since I started the night shift, the day and night are reversed, it's normal to get sick. I'm getting plenty of sleep, but even with that, my whole body feels sluggish. If I go tomorrow, it will be a week since I worked at that convenience store. And finally, the first meeting with the rumored Mr. Takenaka. It's not that I'm nervous, but somehow I'm afraid to meet Mr. Takenaka. I wonder if something will happen during the p
"Well, then. See you later." Mr. Nagase went up, and after that the manager left the store with a somewhat worried look on his face. There were four customers in the store, two uncles with worn-out suits and worn-out faces browsing the magazine corner. An office worker and a young woman in plain clothes go back and forth to the bread and sweets corner with a wallet in hand. Mr. Takenaka stood by at the register on the left near the door, and I said. I was standing at the cash register to the right with both nostrils stuffed with tissues. not embarrassing. Nothing to it. Of course it's decidedly embarrassing. What kind of convenience store has a clerk who stuffs both nostrils with tissues? ...I'm actually here. It's me When I was stopping the bleeding in the back room, for some reason it ended up coming out of the hole that wasn't coming out due to the time difference, and in the end it didn't stop completely and I stuffed both holes with finely shredded tissues. I had to go
rice field. Remain standing. If you're sleeping while standing... I saw something amazing. Should I say dexterity? Without rowing the boat, Mr. Takenaka was sleeping while standing in front of the cash register. What is this person? It has a good sense of stability. I wonder if I should wake him up."Oh" Shake your shoulders a little. Oh... don't wake up. The raccoon dog isn't asleep, are you really falling asleep while standing up? ? No, it's interesting, so leave it as it is. I was a little nervous, but after staring at Mr. Takenaka, I decided to let him take a break. Even guests would wake up. Besides, no matter how much free time you have, how about sleeping during your part-time job? I'll leave it alone Just smoke a cigarette and come back and wake me up, this is it. In return for the door issue earlier. I stepped into the back room, and while I was watching Mr. Takenaka, I sat down on a slightly dirty round chair
Anyone would be surprised. If something suddenly falls in a quiet space, even though no one is there and no one is touching it. Weird things are happening tonight. Or am I just tired? It was the cup noodles on the display shelf in the middle that fell. Almost the same location as where that figure was. When I thought about it, I had a really bad feeling about it, but I couldn't pretend to be ignorant, so I went out from the counter to pick up some cup noodles. I checked the display shelf, but nothing seemed unusual, and I had no idea why it had fallen. ...it's creepy. I timidly picked up the dropped cup noodles and tried to put them back on the shelf."Wh..." Feeling slimy. Surprised, I let go of the cup noodles. my left hand. It was dirty with something like muddy water. Why is this... What's going on Why muddy water for cup noodles?"... ah... ah... ah... ah..." My thoughts stopped at the voice tha
"Haaaah!!" A voice that I had never uttered before came out of my mouth. My heart was palpitating so much that I was on the verge of crying. This can't be real. It's a dream I thought it was a dream, but cold, slimy, water-soaked fingers grabbed my shoulders. The discolored and rotten-smelling claws dig in."Ah, ah, ah, ah" I hear a man's groans in my ear. A voice that is not in Japanese. Even so, I can see that they are complaining of dark emotions such as pain and sorrow. appealing to me You're trying to get me to share that feeling. terrible. terrible. terrible. terrible. terrible. I was suffocating and my consciousness was hazy. scared. It's the limit. I can't stand it any more.