“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
"If possible, I don't want anything to happen..." It's a sincere wish. I was inspired by the hot and humid air of midsummer all over my body. should not. If you feel like this Mr. Takenaka taught me before, that the weaker you feel, the easier it is for those things to come to you. Rather, you should be prepared with the feeling that anything will come. ……Although I try to think about it, it is impossible to say anything, there is a limit. Feeling lonely with the electric light that is only one in dozens of meters, I turn the curve several times. A white guardrail reinforced with an iron plate flickers on the right side of the field of vision. Was there a motorcycle accident before I came to that convenience store...? I'm pretty sure the person who fell is dead. The manager said There seems to be no end to falling accidents in that place. I don't want to think about why, but a few things happen every year. That's why a brand new iron plate is applied every time. Evidence t
"Hey, Hakamada-kun.""Good work""It's almost time to change. Come to think of it, Mr. Hakamada, you arrived early today.""Oh yes, wait a minute" When I entered the store and exchanged familiar greetings and bows, I entered the back room, and Mr. Nagase rushed in with a keen eye while looking at his watch."It's been a long time since we got together among friends, but if I stay too long, I feel like I'll really get drunk.""Haha, you left early.""That's how it feels." I don't want to be the only victim of that damn curve."That's right, if Hakamada-kun is gone, the number of night shift workers will decrease, so it's a problem, hahaha." It's not even a bar code omen. Nagase-san burst out laughing as if he was sure. Ku... even Mr. Nagase. With the laughter of the two behind me, I changed into a uniform in the back room. Come to think of it, Mr. Takenaka should be here, but I haven't seen him yet. Also, I looked into the store from the back room, wondering if he was trying to
Mr. Takenaka overreacted just by mentioning the word "cat", so I decided to leave him alone without asking any further questions. Even so, the corpse of that cat will still be there by the time I get home. The store manager said something had to be done, but I wonder why I should do that normally. Even so, I feel sorry for Mr. Takenaka. I have to see that on my way home. I don't want to see it too much if possible. It's midsummer, so that thing will rot at once... When I was thinking about such a thing, Mr. Takenaka spoke to me, which was rare."As for Hakamada-san...""yes?""Are you okay, uh...""Oh" Don't worry about it, I smile a little.“Since it was my decision, I will do my best not to cause trouble for Mr. Takenaka.” Before, I couldn't see the guardian spirit "Yagura" standing behind Mr. Takenaka, the woman clinging to the window, and the child with only the upper body and arms wandering around the doorway, but now I can see them normally. . I have no intention of qui
For the next day's part-time job, I left home at my usual time and headed to the convenience store late at night. After going through the tunnel on the way, I was mentally prepared, but in the same place as yesterday, there was the dead cat, its intestines and organs dried up, and countless flies.collectionfalconwas I looked directly at it and only had a few seconds to pass by, but the terrible stench of putrefaction mercilessly pricked my nostrils. Just as I thought, if it was left in a place like this under the scorching heat of the summer sun, it would rot in no time. That being said, there's no way someone would bury it in the ground in a place like this, and who would deal with such a messy, dried-out, tragic corpse? I wonder if I should contact an animal welfare organization and ask them to do something about this... Abandoned cats are pathetic, but see
“Hakamada-kun is not good at people like that.”"Well, I don't want to get involved with it as much as possible... it's troublesome..."“But to me, Hakamada-kun also looks like a bad yankee."No no no no no!!" I do bleach and have ear piercings though!"It's just the way it looks! Even if I say so myself, I'm still quite the chicken!" I don't even have the guts to get my nose pierced!"Yeah, I felt like I was going to yancha when I was in high school."“He was a pretty healthy high school baseball player, he had black hair and glasses…..but when he retired, he changed to contacts and dyed his hair.”"Oh, what a great makeover" By the way, the reason for the makeover was because I didn't like the black hair and glasses because people around me would give me nicknames such as "Serious-kun" or "Garden-kun" that I don't remember. Even if I changed my appearance, my inside didn't change at all. I can't help but like those guys who
"- 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