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
"- 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
"Hmm, I'll ask again, is it really okay?""yes?" While skillfully spinning a ballpoint pen with his finger, the one who asked me with a sweaty face was my interviewee──"Niko Nico Mart", the manager of a slightly minor convenience store. In order to get a part-time job at a convenience store in a certain prefecture, a certain city, and a certain place, I just had an interview with this bar-code-headed old man whose face was shining with sweat. Was there a problem? At the end of the interview, he asked me with a somewhat apologetic look. What is it?“No, I think you probably also applied for a part-time job because you were attracted by the hourly wages here.” Hoho, this old man knows all too well. However, I feel that nodding honestly may be subject to deduction of points, so I try to make a well-behaved smile."No, no, that kind of thing.""It's okay, it's almost like that. Everyone, it's not a city here, and an hourly wage of 1,300 yen is attractive, isn't it?""Haa""But it's ab
Is it welcoming, or is it newcomer bullying? On the day of my first day at work, late at night the day after my interview, I got a glimpse of such a phenomenon for the first time in my life.◆◆◆"I'm 25, hey, that's annoying." The first person I met on my first day at work was Mr. Aoyama, the most veteran of the late-night group. I'm shy, but I'm thankful for him. I was a newcomer, and he carefully taught me about work."If there's anything you don't understand, don't hesitate to ask me. I'm a newcomer with high expectations.""Expectations?"“No, the store manager said that this child will last a long time!”"Oh, yeah""It's not only late at night, but because this place is a place, there are times when people don't come in until morning. Saying that, he tapped me on the shoulder. I had a strong image of being idle rather than busy when I heard that it was late at night, so I'm quite happy to be able to buy time by talking. I feel like I'm stealing my salary, but when I said t
"Oh, that story, do you want to hear it?"“Just in case."Yeah, but maybe it's better not to say it."“Hey, Aoyama-san."If you ask me, I'll be scared.""It's okay, I'm not scared.""Hmm, but I won't tell you. Sometimes it's better not to know." Hey. I won't say it after all."Hey, don't make that face." Saying that, he poked me in the cheek. In an instant, I get goosebumps from the nape of my neck to the bottom. Ah, there was something in front of me that looked even more frightening than a ghost..."If you want to know so much, why don't you ask Takenaka directly next time?""Mr. Takenaka...? Same late at night..."“Yes. Girl's mind……. Hahaha. Aoyama-san, you've already completed the construction of your heart."He's one year older than Hakamada-kun. He doesn't really talk much, but he's a good boy." don't you talk I'm a little worried about whether it would suit me, who tends to be shy."It's okay, if you get along well, you'll be able to speak as it is.""I hope so." It's
You were here a while ago, where have you been? Is it a toilet? Even so, I don't know how to say it's careless... How can I leave the store empty even though it's late at night and there are no customers. What do you do when a guest comes suddenly? If he doesn't come, I guess he's anticipating it. I was alone in the empty store. Even so, I have free time. The hands of the clock had already passed 2:30 midnight, and while I was being told about miscellaneous tasks, most of the work was done. Will it stay like this until morning? How many more guests will come before the sun rises? At this rate, I can probably remember the number of customers, their faces, and the things I bought. ....... Aoyama-san won't come back... suddenly. Feeling her gaze, I raise my head. The glass area of the magazine corner."Aoyama-san?" I thought. The other side of the glass is pitch black, and Aoyama-san is not a single fool. What is it? That happens often. I didn't pay much attention to it and ret
The automatic door, which had been left open until now, closed with great force, and then opened again. I thought it was closed again, and opened again without permission. The automatic door began to open and close repeatedly in front of me."……little by little" As expected of me, I also felt creeped out by that, and involuntarily took a half step back. Every time it opens and closes, mechanical sounds and chimes resound intermittently. Could it be... isn't it a malfunction...? Because it's obviously funny."Uhi -" That's when I unintentionally let out a stupid voice. I don't know how to put it into words, but it felt like something had passed right next to my right leg. A cool breeze brushed against my right leg. What is it……. Raise your face while rubbing the goose bumps on your legs. Then, the automatic door, which had repeatedly opened and closed until now, closed quietly, and then it repeatedly opened and closed and did not open on its own. It's strange to say this to
"Hey, Onii-chan, how long have you been sleeping? It's already noon.""Uruse" While groaning, I covered myself with a futon and turned over."Onii-chan" Don't be noisy, don't shake. Even though I had slept comfortably until just a little while ago, I was completely awakened by my sister's vulgar laughter, persistent clicks, and the roar of cicadas on the veranda. Even if I wake up once, I decided to sleep until 14:00 today. I won't give up on something like this, let's sleep again."Older brother""If you're hungry, boil somen and eat it yourself.""Eh""Eh, no. I'm tired.""You're a total waste of society for being lazy for this long because of your NEET habits.""... oh oh oh what is it now?!" Hearing the words that I couldn't ignore, I pushed the futon and got up. My drowsiness is gone now.“What are you doing towards your brother!"I don't care about freeters and NEETs." Let's fool! It's a line that would make freeters all over the country go crazy, that's...!"It's changed!