If you're thinking about something, come out in front of me and say something.
It's okay to laugh You know how I feel It's okay to yell at you. You're so pure, I..."- Hey, Senpai." Suddenly, I heard a sound from behind."why…………" Surprised by a familiar voice, I turned around and was right behind me. She has long black hair, a knee-length skirt and a sailor suit. Glasses with red frames. A neatly trimmed bangs. There was a somewhat uneasy expression on his youthful face. The sun was up."Why... why didn't you believe me then?" Hinata……."I thought you would believe me if you were a senior, but..." She looks at me with the same figure as at that time. Hinata... Is it Hinata?"I... was sad." FMatch the line of sight with the store manager at comma-class speed and release immediately. I must have thought the same thing."What is this customer?" Red blood slowly flows from the forehead of the man with long hair and bloody nails in front of him. I don't think I'm aware of it or not, though. Before I say something like "Please don't worry" with this stern face. I think there are other places to go. No, there's a place I have to go. To make sure, I stare at his feet, but his feet are properly attached and not transparent. If that's the case... it's the real thing... after all. What the hell is wrong with this person? Why is your head bleeding, where did you meet? I mean, this person didn't kill anyone. It's clearly a lethal weapon in your hand. fight? accident? Incident? What should I do, it's super scary. forgive me. Why do weird things happen when I'm on the night shift?"that,……" The b
Rainwater trickles down as if permeating the dry concrete. In less than a few minutes, it gradually increased in strength, and in an instant, it became a torrential downpour, like an overturned bucket. Thanks to that, the number of customers has completely stopped. While inspecting the inside of the store, we quietly waited for the storm that violently shook the trees and the heavy rain that hit the ground with a terrible sound to subside. The downpour of rain roared like a living creature and hit the glass, and the wind blew the trees in the thicket to the point that they were about to fall."Hey, you came all of a sudden, I think it will probably subside in the morning.""That tree looks like it might fall over.""Thin ones will fall over." The store manager says it's not uncommon for such storms to knock down trees in the summer.“Somet
I cried out in a high voice that resembled the death of a small animal. My heart hurts. Everything in front of me turns black and white, and I feel like my consciousness is slipping away from the corner of my head. Ah, it's dangerous... This is going to make you faint. If so, it might be easier that way. I decided to give myself over to my wavering consciousness. At that time."-Hey! Oi oi oi oi oi!! I'm begging you, don't faint! As expected, I can't stand it if you do it twice!!" A woman with her hair down... The guy I was thinking of suddenly leaned over the table with a loud voice. As if I was about to be blown away, he grabbed my consciousness and made me stop."Oh, it's me...! An-chan! Remember yesterday's...!" The bangs that were lifted up and exposed in front of me had a scar on the forehead with a se
I was also facing him with a terrible face as if I had stopped time. Suddenly there was a loud sound from near the entrance that broke the silence. The sound of footsteps running up the iron plate stairs approached, and when I thought it stopped in front of my room, the door was slammed vigorously."Hey Hakamada!? Hey! What time do you think it's now!?" The landlord downstairs yelled at me."It's annoying and I can't sleep!! You're annoying the neighborhood!! If you want to scream, go outside!! Hey!?" The landlord's yelling voice blows away fear, and for some reason it echoes up to your ears, even though you're far from the front door. I was pushed by too much force. With tears in his eyes, he replied, "I'm sorry." On the other hand, the landlord said, "I'm sorry," and went back downstairs, stomping on the iron plate stairs. The flashing light returns to normal, brightening the entire room. The TV that had been turned off and the
It was just a hunch with no basis. I resent my ignorant self from the bottom of my heart. If this is the case, I should have learned how to ward off ghosts from either Mr. Takenaka or Mr. Hirai. I wondered if my spirit would be enlightened just by eating white rice pierced with disposable chopsticks. If you drop your shoulders in disappointment, that bloody man."Well, well... I don't know, but don't worry about it, huh?" Something comforts me. Damn it, what's going on with being comforted by a spirit?"...Hey, An-chan, I'd like you to listen to me a little bit at a time, but... You still remember me, right? thing""Oh...I remember." It's not an easy memory to forget."I see, I'm glad... An-chan is the only one I can ask for anymore." As time passes, little by little, the fear meter that has been shaken off until now is going down. Perhaps it's because this spirit speaks in Kansai dialect, which is better than any other spirit I've seen so far, which makes it less scary. Vis
The young man put his head on the floor and began to dogeza. Jokes aside, you can see how desperate they are. According to the details, he was caught in a large collapsed tree, and due to the tremendous impact he received, his mind separated from his body, and he is currently in a state of suspended animation. Although he barely survives, if left alone, he will surely die. So he begged me to go into that sea of trees with him in order to find the place where his body is."I am not joking" It's a development that can't be laughed at all. The sea of trees is that sea of trees. Around the convenience store, I passed through that thicket and went deeper. An endless labyrinth that is said to be impossible to return to if an amateur enters it recklessly. And... a famous spot for suicide, where it is said that many people come to throw away their lives every year. Go to a place like that. Just imagining it made me shiver. Just being in a convenience store is amazing, what would
if you didn't show up. What that means is... So, what am I trying to get into? are you worried? him? He wasn't a bad guy, but he's just a stranger. To me, yes...it doesn't matter. Originally, it happened when I stepped into the sea of trees myself. There's no way I can nod at such an absurdity all of a sudden. I was right to refuse. I felt sorry for the young man, but I also have my own life, and I don't want to face danger if I know it. The young man was completely convinced. That's right, I'm fine. Besides, I Light a third cigarette. But no matter how much time passes, it doesn't feel better. Rather, it remains in a state of confusion. Once you start thinking about it, you can't stop. No, even if I try to tell him not to think and forget. I can't help it, I'm curious."Fuck it." I stick my cigaret
"Dear sister, Brother's foolish acquaintance seems to have been lost in the Sea of Trees, so Brother bravely goes to the Sea of Trees alone to look for him. It's definitely not a suicide, so please don't get me wrong. Also, if you haven't heard from me by the time you read this letter. Please, please file a search report with the police. I'll write it again, but please read this and don't make a fuss. Also, it's not a prank, it's serious. Do not throw it in the trash while you are writing the letter. If something happens to your brother, everything depends on your calm judgment. Seriously ask. postscript It's not suicide, it's not really suicide. From my brother ◆◆◆ I don't know what caused this. me. 25 year old freeter. I'm about to enter that sea of trees where suicide applicants turn int
"- 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