"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.
In front of the station at dusk, it was crowded with people returning home. As if to escape from the stuffy atmosphere, I parked my bike at random and entered the coffee shop where I met Takenaka-san. The air conditioning works well, and the sweat on my forehead cools down in an instant when I go inside. Inside the small and stylish shop, there are a group of high school girls on their way home from club activities, a young man who seems to be a university student with his study materials spread out, and a woman drinking coffee while operating a computer with one hand. It seems that Mr. Takenaka hasn't come yet. I ordered an iced coffee at the counter and a cranberry scone that looked awfully delicious through the showcase, and I chose a table in the back and sat down. I usually don't go into this kind of place casually, so I'm nervous, so I put a green straw in and sip my iced coffee.
After finally dragging my heavy body back to my run-down apartment, I pulled out the comforter from the closet and slept like the dead. Even though I used to sleep properly every day, for some reason recently I lay down with a completely tired body and escaped into the world of sleep without even having time to sort out what happened a few hours ago. is. After that I slept for a long time. Even though my phone rang in my ear several times, I didn't wake up and fell asleep. It was around 3:00 when I woke up, and it was just before 4:00 when I crawled out of bed. I slept badly, so it's not surprising, but when I woke up, I was a little surprised that my body wasn't that heavy and I felt refreshed."..." Take a shower... and then eat... I moved my body with a flurry and went straight to the bathroom. After taking a shower, I took a cup of noodles o
That person is not visible. It may be different from normal, but he's the same person as me who doesn't have that kind of ability."that""yes""There's one more thing I'd like to ask you, um, this is Mr. Aoyama. He's an old member of the night shift group, isn't he? hand"“That person is an ‘irregular’.”"irregular……?"“Yes, unlike us, Aoyama-san doesn’t really care about that at all… No, he’s a person who has no inspiration, but even so, he didn’t suffer any psychic disturbances even when he was there, and even encountered danger. I don't know.""why……""I think that's because Aoyama-san has a strong will that can't be compared to normal people." Strong will...! ? That person! ?"A strong will is Mr. Aoyama." Even though I was frightened and told me that I was scared.“On the surface."that's""Aoyama-san has a reason why he has to be there, and it's to make his dreams come true." Strong thoughts, wishe
I'll think about it. ……Although I said. The answer I wanted to give was almost decided. As soon as I got home, I rolled over on the futon I had left unfolded and stared at the ceiling while clutching my mobile phone. You can connect to the bar code store manager with one button. Then what shall I say? Please let me quit. I think that one word will probably make sense, and you will soon be able to hear the disappointed sigh of the store manager. It's ridiculous. What did you hear from Mr. Takenaka? I felt like it wasn't the right area for me to step into. Or rather, I thought it was an area that I could not step into. After all, you wouldn't normally believe anyone, would you? I still feel like I'm dreaming Like that giant armor that sometimes appears behind Mr. Takenaka. A man screaming on a security camera. A woma
“It may be hard to believe, but this is actually the case. In places where strong thoughts remain, a mysterious phenomenon occurs that causes deaths in rapid succession. The reason why so many people die at a suicide spot is that the memory of the first person who died there drags in the second person, and the second person drags in the third person, and so on. and continue.” That's how the negative power connects, so the dead never die. Accumulated thoughts parasitize people's minds and dull their judgment. In other words, even if you don't think so, you can be tempted to do so because of a temporary weakness. Mr. Takenaka said that the man was probably also a victim of the chain reaction. And if I hadn't been saved by Mr. Takenaka, I would have joined the ranks of the victims. …… Is that what it means? Come to think of it, Mr. Aoyama said that right after I started my part
“Hey Hakamada!!"It's exactly what Tanaka said!! Look! I'll ask you to say it quickly! No, I'll force you to drink it!!" Hmmm.... Sitting in the seat across from me, a rotten friend from high school presses me with lines that I don't know how many times I've heard them, with a bright red face. How many times have you said the same thing? Even though I said it first, I can't drink a single drop today. That's why I drink."Hey! You can't drink our sake!"“You can’t drink, oh oh oh oh oh!!” Leaning out from the table, my two friends pressed their mugs against my cheeks and forced me. It's okay, it's okay. Even a hairdresser apprentice who has been a hairdresser for two years can quickly turn into a thug if he drinks alcohol. Damn, you guys with bad drinking habits. As for why it's like this, well, it's not a big deal.
“Sometimes you only look at the aisle, and you stretch your neck every time you pass by a store clerk."Ah... well, it's like that.""Who's cute?""I'll tell you later, Nishimura, sit down." Reach for the yakitori while lying. To be honest, it always makes me laugh. Or do you get mad at me for saying something disgusting? You won't believe me either way."..." ……or. No, but. But if it's these guys. If these guys are rotten ties."Um," Half in doubt, I try to speak. At that formal attitude, the three friends leaned forward and focused on me."what happened?""Well, it's a recent story, but... me.""What is it?"“Are you finally a woman!?”"Actually... I'm..." I've become able to see ghosts. Bomb drop. I said The reason why it was swirling around my chest until now. I threw up in front of my rotten relatives. While born in the moment. silence. The ice in the mug melted and fell off."AHA" It's too quiet to bear, and it's time for a half-smile."Ha-hahahahahahahahahaha
"- So, that's all the story I experienced." If you say so with the feeling of folding a picture-story show after reading. Right and left of me, dozens of shaved heads lying down in front of me or sitting on the futons, like, huh. Whoa. Uhi or something. Hawa or something. I let out a sigh at the same time. Phew……. She seemed satisfied at last, and she was relieved. I never thought I would tell this story from beginning to end... I remember that horrifyingly. A strange and unusual story that I experienced in the summer of my 25th year that I will never forget. I've been telling this story over and over again to my lovely students who are members of the baseball club. It all started on the night of the summer training camp, when we were talking about ghost stories. Even though my way of speaking and the content of the story are scary, they are very popular with Chubo who loves such stories. As a result, the annual big event of the summer training camp has become the rule of "Direc
3 The four of them replied to each other separately, and left the cemetery while stumbling, saying that it was too bad they would miss the train. While being carried in a wheelchair and being swayed in various directions. I turned around there. Hinata--. I stare at the grave of the Hyuga family, where the smoke of incense still rises, as it recedes. Hinata is nowhere to be seen. There is incense smoke and a bouquet of flowers... Hinata is no more. The cemetery is still empty, and the fallen leaves are blowing in the wind. Seeing that, a particularly strong tailwind swallowed me who felt a little lonely. I felt like that was encouragement from him. I put the feeling of being pulled back in my heart. I tell myself that from this moment on, I will also set off on a new path."Abayo, Hinata" I slowly turned my face forward and muttered. --Abayo, Senpai--. Yes, I heard it from somewhere. I felt
The trees around the cemetery have turned red and the leaves are slowly falling. Overhead, countless red dragonflies fly here and there, seemingly busy searching for their destined partner. The lingering summer heat has passed, and the season is already dyed in autumn colors. The red dot-patterned blanket on her lap is my sister's personal item. If a man asks his mother how he can use such a woman. I was pushed through with a single point of insistence, just use it and run it. Even though it's not that cold yet, it's too much of an exaggeration to go outside. At the end of the day, she recommended me a woolen hat and a warmer."It doesn't look like this, does it? I'll tell you, it's not mine." The person I talked to was Hinata... not the tombstone of the Hinata family."I came to thank you, I'm late... I'm sorry... I really wanted to come a little earlier, but it's this mess, so it took a lot of time." Two months after that――. There were no problems with the test results, and I wa
"Thank you very much, Mr. Takenaka. It was a short time, but I'm really glad that I was able to work with Mr. and Mrs. Takenaka at that convenience store." I feel like my life has changed drastically. Even in a bad way. In a good way.“I have bad memories, and my body has become inconvenient.” I'm living like this thanks to everyone's help. And I couldn't be more impressed. I just somehow managed to live for 25 years. After 25 years, I finally realized something obvious that I should have noticed. When I realized that, I couldn't stop crying because I didn't know if it was frustrating or happy. Now I can feel from the bottom of my heart that I'm glad I noticed. I was valued by those around me more than I thought. And I, who thought that I just existed, was helpless, a weak creature that could not live without the support of those around me. And now I can feel gratitude for that support. In other words, what I'm trying to say is... everyone, everyone is "not alone", I guess.
Ayame, who was listening to Mr. Takenaka's proposal, did not know that the method would work, and furthermore, he would have to bear a considerable risk to make it work. I arrived at my alma mater before the sun even rose, and sneaked into the old school building. Saying that every minute is a race, he even broke the key soberly. The rooftop of a deserted old school building. Even without summoning him, Hinata appeared there with a frightening atmosphere. Lost what it used to be, now turning into an evil spirit that only tries to drag people to death."Even if it's only for a few years, if you stay in one place for a long time, your soul will be defiled and you'll become something terrible. When you first appeared in front of us, that girl..." Unable to form even his original form, he forgot who he was. He was generating his own spiritual magnetic field on his roof. Aside from the dialogue, if you take one step closer, it will attack you without delay."I told Takenaka to get out
"--Yeah, it's okay, it looks like you've been saved." The analogy applies, surfacing from the dark, cold ocean floor. I felt a faint light on my eyelids, and a certain weight around my lower body. I woke up Really, this time. I lifted my eyelids and stood still for a few moments, wondering again and again. The wind that feels like a swaying curtain, the voice of cicadas, and above all, the sun that I haven't seen in a long time. I was 80% convinced that this was real, but I still couldn't let my guard down. Because.... A man in a suspicious suit, who must have been there before I opened my eyes, is sitting majestically around my lower body, and has been gesticulating and chatting with his mobile phone for a while now. Am I still having a strange dream, or should I say, this place is... More importantly, am I still alive?"So it's okay now, you don't have to come over here Akane--. It's solved. You're trying to call the doctor again, right? I don't know what will happen. Haha.
After that, Hinata fell silent for a while, then lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes apologetically.“It’s not murder or bullying. It's just a little... I just screwed up.』"What does that mean?""Well, it's embarrassing to start talking about it." Even when I tell him not to play around, Hinata only covers it up and doesn't give a clear reason."Like I said earlier, I don't have much time... so could you please save this story for another time, for the sake of my face?" Stick your tongue out from the corner of your mouth and play around. Do you think I'll agree with that?“Besides that, I have to apologize to my seniors. Because I died in such a way... Senpai, after that, I was accused of various things, and I had a hard time... I... I didn't think I'd misunderstand like this... Senpai, I had a lot of pain without my knowledge. sorry" Just when I thought she was joking around, Hinata politely bowed her head while letting her black hair flow forward."Why are you apologizin
at the same time. The woman who had cornered me and was trying to finish her off fell away from me as soon as I met her gaze in the sun, ran into a corner of the back room while letting out a high-pitched scream, and began to cower and shiver violently. rice field. It seemed to be frightened by the real thing that appeared with a squeaky, wordless cry.『That girl is a fake me created by a senior.』"Oh... I"“Yamayama wants to explain, but I also have a time limit.” Saying that, Hinata lifted my body from the floor.“So, in a nutshell…..I have something I really want to tell you about that day.” That day--."... Hinata... that's right... you.... I... I...!" Words can be understood--. With joy and a sense of guilt that transcends it, I grabbed the little Hinata by the shoulders."Whatever you say, it's too late..." I spit it out as if telling myself. Words get stuck in my throat, I'm at a loss as to what to say. I hesitated, but I felt like I had to say it, I had to face it, I h
be killed--. My vision narrows with thoughts colored by fear. People often say that when they die, they get a glimpse of the sum of their lives, such as a revolving lantern, but that kind of thing didn't regenerate in me. Head to toe, mouth, nose, ears. Up to the holes in the whole body. Everything was filled with despair. Consciousness falls into the bottomless abyss. I felt my life run out. Right after that. A mediocre chime that didn't suit the tense atmosphere enough to make me laugh――stopped my consciousness that was about to fade away. Sound of automatic doors. Did someone... come? No footsteps. who……. With tears and lack of oxygenhazeKasumiThe field of vision that was affected. But I did see it. Dive through the door, go through the counter, and approach the back room. Something like a white mist. Drifting in the air, it entered the back room and came over to my side where it was being ridden. Then, as I crouched down next to my face, I stayed still there, and