"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
Wash your face vigorously with cold water. Look into the bathroom mirror. The complexion isn't that bad, but the face is terrible."..." How many times has this happened? I saw something like that. Nishimura's white arm. Then there was the woman who was in the corner of the store and had no stomach. The man who grabbed the shin of the shop assistant girl and dragged her... He feels like throwing up when he thinks about it. Recently... it's a really recent story. I started seeing strange things. The trigger was a part-time job at a convenience store that I started looking for an hourly wage. Even though I was warned that it was the reason for this, as a result of ignoring it, I reluctantly lost the ability to see ``invisible beings that are not human'', whether it's a latent ability or a sixth sense. I got it. At first, I couldn't tell the difference, and I didn't notice it when I passed each other, or it was just a flicker in my vision. There are some that can be mistaken