"Nao" There was that spotted cat. Everything flew away in an instant. Why is that cat here? Sitting in front of the garbage dump, keeping an eye on the darkness, the cat slowly wagging its tail in a steady rhythm is definitely the cat that stood in front of the white cat's corpse last night and stared at me with resentment. rice field."Naao" An eerie voice that gave me goosebumps. Meow is far from a normal cry. Cats meow like this."Naaaaaa" With its mouth wide open like yesterday, its alarming cry is clearly strange. What is this cat telling me? However, I can't understand what the cat is trying to say, and it's strange how this cat appeared in front of me yesterday and today. When I thought that something bad was about to happen again, my bo
"You guys aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" An unfamiliar thick voice rushed in from the side. It wasn't just me, maybe the man who was holding the chest was surprised by that, he got startled for a moment and stopped moving. what……. I stretched out my neck from the man's shadow and looked.“If you don’t let go of your hand, you know what will happen, huh?!?” At the entrance of the store, Mr. Aoyama was yelling with a terrible sword. I mean, Aoyama-san…. The tone, no, the quality of the voice, but it's very manly, or rather, it's powerful, it's full of spirit, and it's like a beast, and it glares up at the motorcycle gangs and threatens them. To be honest, even I get goosebumps when Aoyama-san does that. Who is this person? Aoyama-san's tra
Stand users, onee-types, rotten girls... How thick is the night shift group? My existence is disappearing, isn't it?"I don't think I'm that dark.""No, Mr. Hirai's depth is already competing for twelve..." Mr. Hirai, who has an innocent face and a smile, is usually cute when he does that. However, with such a pretty appearance, the inside is a beast hungry for delusions... it's all about the gap."It's okay, you don't have to worry about it, the late-night group will naturally have unique personalities, so Hakamada-kun is already a member of the late-night 'unique four heavenly kings'.""S-Four Heavenly Kings!?"Well, now that Hakamada-kun has joined, I, Aoyama-san, and Takenaka-kun are finally four people. The Four Heavenly Kings who protect this convenience store with their individuality!""No... even if the three of us were individualists, I'm just an ordinary person... or maybe I'm fl
I wondered if it was time to throw away the trash, but I glanced at the clock and thought, but they were still sitting outside and there was no sign of leaving. I don't want to be the second dance two days ago, but... it can't be helped. I have nothing else to do.... When I made a big decision and tried to leave the counter, Mr. Hirai left first.“Hey, Mr. Hirai!”"I'll be there today, Hakamada-kun, wait for me.""No, no, no, I usually go here! Mr. Hirai.""Okay, it's fine."“Those guys are drunk and will definitely get involved. If something happens when I turn around..."What?""No... see." If they gather together, Hirai-san's slender arms are likely to break. As a man here...“Then Hakamada-kun will help you in style then.”"No...!" Mr. Hirai! Please understand!
"I'll bury it now." After that, we spent about an hour cleaning the area around the convenience store. It was all over when the sky was faintly white. Mr. Hirai gently spoke to the dead cat lying on the concrete. I carefully transferred the cat's corpse to the cardboard I brought and wrapped it in newspaper. I handed rubber gloves to Mr. Hirai, who tried to do it with his bare hands without any hesitation. Because of the cat's pained expression, Mr. Hirai pulled out the offal stuck in his mouth, which would normally be unpleasant even through gloves. Since we can't move it far away with two people, we decided to bury it in the woods near the convenience store. As I dug up the soil with a shovel, Mr. Hirai also dug with his hands and managed to create a hole large enough to bury the cat."Um... just now, that" Before
The night after that. I put rubber gloves, a shovel, newspaper, and a small cat can I found at the supermarket in the luggage compartment on the rear wheel of my bike, and then I flattened and cut some cardboard I had at home and tied it with a string. I got on. All of them were prepared to mourn for cats. As expected, I can't touch it with my bare hands, so I guess I'll have to wear gloves and carry it in a cardboard box. Thinking about burying my cat, I left home early. What happened to that cat? Yesterday it rained all day, and today it was sunny as hell. From that point of view, the corpses of cats that have absorbed the rainwater and have been scorched by the sun must have become a tragic event again. I shudder at the thought. Let's return it to the earth as soon as possible. At the exit of the tunnel, slow down and park your bike
"--Don't knead in vain." A voice as sharp and cold as ice. He grabbed my raised right arm and my left arm, which was tightening my neck. It's also very powerful."Uh-huh" Raise your tear-soaked face and look ahead. Hirai-san, who should have had an anguished expression on her face, was staring at me with eyes that were so sharp that I thought I was a different person."Hirai..." For a moment, the strength of the arm that had been caged up loosened. She didn't miss it, and with a slight gap, she pulled my left hand from my neck and pushed my arms back. Perhaps in reaction, the scrunchie that she was bundling rolled down to the ground, and her glossy hair was pulled down. The air flow has changed. The aura surrounding Mr. Hirai has changed. And something inside me stopped moving."It's about time to give up, because he didn't mean anything bad." Hirai-san spoke in a masculine tone while still holding his arm.
A few seconds after she closed her eyes. When the eyelids open again The girl who called herself Ayame disappeared. The expression becomes soft as usual. At this moment, Mr. Hirai returned to the original Mr. Hirai ."Oh! I feel like I slept well, huh? Hakamada-kun?"“Hey, hey… Mr. Hirai!?” Mr. Hirai, who opens his eyes wide and stretches his arms straight up and yawns, is definitely Mr. Hirai. His tone and voice were all that of Mr. Hirai. His Japanese was strange, but he was the real Mr. Hirai himself. Surprised and relieved that I was back to normal, she smiled at me, who was standing still and wagging my mouth."what happened?" No, no matter what I do..."S-S-S-S-S-S-S-Sorry!!" Tighten your neck with all your strength, even if you are possessed. If that person hadn't appeared, Mr. Hirai would have died. Every time I see my handprint on my neck, my chest hurts."Okay, it will disappear soon, so don't worry about it. Haha, we both got involved in trouble.""I'm really sorry
"- 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