Again.... It was the same before. Unconsciously, I look at the glass-enclosed side. It's pitch black and empty, there's no one there. Be attracted. I feel it somehow. It's like someone is watching you... Or rather, it would be more expressive to say that I was being glared at. For some reason, I feel a strong gaze. feel like. Every time I feel it, the corner of my head hurts. No, what is this? It wasn't long after the day and night were reversed, and before I knew it, my body was raising its roots. When I was thinking about such a thing, the automatic door opened. Ah... someone came. Instinctively, she felt it. The door opened on its own like that time, and there was nothing that looked like a human being there."Welcome--" This is Pavlov's dog. I was astonished at myself when I spilled out of my mouth the routine lines that had become firmly ingrained in my habit. But--. Strangely, even though no one should have entered, I felt a faint presence at that time. Something other
"Nice to meet you. I think you heard it from Mr. Aoyama. I'm Hirai. Ah, my last name is 'Kaname'! I'm really sorry I'm late?... Um, Hakamada-kun? Was it?" Do you say this with a muffled cry? When I saw Hirai-san come out of the break room, I was lightly frozen. Hirai-san was completely different from just now, and smiled at me with a innocent, young face. that……. that's strange."Hakamada-kun?" that's strange. This person just now. You were smoking. You had a really bad look in your eyes. His tone and tone sounded like the leader of some motorcycle gang. The big eyes that used to be slanted droop down. Her tone has no thorns, and her tone of voice is incomparable to what it was earlier. When I first saw her, she seemed intimidating, but she smiled like an innocent angel in front of me. And by the way, she has quite big breasts. This bigness goes beyond "boin" and is in the area of "doin"... No, it doesn't matter...! In other words, what I want to say is that she is a
Mr. Hirai looks really happy. No, I'm completely left out. I could only smile wryly at Mr. Hirai, who had a relaxed tone, but apparently something had switched on. After a while, Mr. Hirai suddenly came to his senses and shyly placed his hands behind his head."I'm sorry, I'm so hot, I don't want to be friends with you today." After apologizing to me, she calmed down. surprised. It was exactly as Aoyama-san said. But recently my little sister uses nothing but incomprehensible words, is this unexpectedly normal for children these days? Customers still don't come. It's boring to have nothing to do but have a proper conversation. It's not easy to get paid just for casual conversations.“Does Hakamada-kun have a part-time job outside of this place?” This time Mr. Hirai brought up the topic.“Before, I used to work three jobs, including dispatch, but now it’s just this. Late nights are tough if you don’t get used to them, so I’m thinking about looking for a daytime part-time job
"……Huh……?" I am at a loss for words with a half-smile. What Mr. Hirai said was too incomprehensible. When I asked him what he was talking about. Mr. Hirai, who returned to the counter, was right next to me before I knew it. When you say "nearby", you might think how long it will be. It was really close."Wear!?" I don't know what I was confused about, but it stuck to my waist. Mr. Hirai is staring at me. Or rather, on my arm, mu, mu, mu, mu, mu, mu! It hits my chest, Mr. Hirai! ? What is it? What do you mean! ?"Uh-huh" Open your big eyes and stare. Mr. Hirai didn't move. I'm like a sculpture and can't move. But my chest, um, my chest! It's hitting my right arm...! Mr. Hirai! ! Eh, really this. What is this, what should I do? Are you inviting me? You can't do anything. There are security cameras on the ceiling! ? I want to die because I think I'm soft! !"I've been wondering about it for a long time, but now.""Huh... Huh?" Mr. Hirai finally opened his mouth and
Mr. Hirai held out his hand in front of me and said plainly."Wh..." I was stunned when he asked me to put my hand on his own. take a look? What……. Do you think you can look at me like that? Do you think you can see me? So easy. My feelings of suspicion about Mr. Hirai had already been read by her before I could express them. You know. Absolutely what I thought was impossible. However, I suddenly thought at the same time as I was suspicious. Isn't it a bit strange that you're holding out your hand with such an imposing look on my suspicion? If it's a guy who's lying and lining up bullshit, he should be vaguely deceiving me, and if I provide the evidence, he should be fooling around. But Mr. Hirai. Without doing such a thing, I'm showing off the leeway that I have evidence. Words that are firm and don't make you feel blurry and confident eyes. Between Mr. Hirai's outstretched hand and mine, I felt as if there was a line of demarcation that no one could ever touch... My thro
The scratch marks that were clearly visible on my neck were completely gone the next day.scabscabI didn't see one there. In front of the mirror in my bathroom, I had an irresistibly stupid face, but it couldn't be helped. I certainly saw it with my own eyes. In the restroom of the convenience store, there was a painful scar on my neck, as if I had scratched it with all my strength. I don't know why, but after washing my face this morning, I looked in the mirror to see how it was, and there was no trace of it. It wasn't really swollen or anything like that, nothing. This is ridiculous. It's obviously weird. Or rather, before the scars on my neck disappeared, I had an experience that was hard to describe in words. What was that? For some reason, Hirai-san came halfway through and I was relieved from some unknown pain, but if Hirai-san didn't show up, I would be the same. what happened I didn't think much about it until now, but since I started working part-time at a convenie
29: Anonymous: 05/13 18:34 that is serious 30: Anonymous: 05/13 18:34 I know famous places. It's near a suicide spot. 31: Anonymous: 05/13 18:39 Suicide spot! ? Hey ww 32: Anonymous: 05/13 18:41 I don't want to work part-time at a convenience store like that 33: Anonymous: 05/13 18:42 It's a mess at night, isn't it? Just imagining it ((((;゚Д゚)))) 34: Anonymous: 05/13 18:42 Oi, I looked it up and the hourly wage is pretty good Hey, it's close and I'm thinking of working 35: Anonymous: 05/13 18:42 Brave Descent www 36: Anonymous: 05/13 18:48 >>34 stop 37: Anonymous: 05/13 18:48 >>34 stop it It's not like it's really dangerous there 38: Anonymous: 05/13 18:53 Night shift is boring I'm too busy 39: Anonymous: 05/13 18:54 not in a spiritual sense 40: Anonymous: 05/13 18:55 >>34 That's crazy. You should stop Because it becomes a gathering place for spirits at night. Heck, that place itself has a strong spiritual magnetic field, so if you don't like it, yo
Let's stop... Seeing that far, I clicked the X mark in the upper right corner of the screen and closed the page. It seems that the writing continued after that, but I didn't feel like reading it all. I can't see the faces of the posts on the internet, and I can say whatever I want to say, and I've seen it in the posts, but it's stupid to believe. What do you get when you see that? Turn on the fan, pull one out of the cigarette box on the desk and light it. I wonder if I've become a summer heat exhaustion, but my body hasn't been feeling well lately. Well, since I started the night shift, the day and night are reversed, it's normal to get sick. I'm getting plenty of sleep, but even with that, my whole body feels sluggish. If I go tomorrow, it will be a week since I worked at that convenience store. And finally, the first meeting with the rumored Mr. Takenaka. It's not that I'm nervous, but somehow I'm afraid to meet Mr. Takenaka. I wonder if something will happen during the p