early morning
Arakawa, Japan
Mixed National Asakusa Middle School
Because it is still early, there are few people in the school. The scattered students dotted in the college seem to be an ordinary youth campus.
Walking in the corridor on the third floor of the teaching building, the thick bangs covered Fujiwara's eyebrows, together with a pair of dim pupils and waist length black hair, making her look gloomy and gloomy, just like the heroine who often appears in horror movies.
She wore a school uniform on her, which was windless and "ethereal". The original English style small suit and pleated skirt were worn by Fujiwara. Like a female ghost who may be darkened at any time, let the two students holding hands in the corridor subconsciously away from her.
'I hate it. How can I meet this person again...'
'I heard that if I meet her three times a day, something bad will happen...'
'It's terrible, don't do it~~~'
A whispering voice came from his ear. Fujiwara closed his left eye and glanced at the past two girls with his right eye.
In the line of sight of her right eye, a white light column rose from the two girls, which was being eroded by the surrounding gray black smoke.
Bad things?
Without some 'special' skills, I will continue to stay in this school. The so-called 'bad things' will happen sooner or later, won't they?
Fujiwara opened his left eye, then closed his right eye. The sunny college in his eyes suddenly darkened. There were bloody fingerprints everywhere on the front and back floors, as if something had climbed. The walls were full of desperate words plucked out by nails, like the last crazy curse of the prisoners who could not escape. Huge dark shadows lurk in the corner. I don't know what is in the creeping darkness. When I looked up, I could still see a construction worker with only the lower part of his body hanging on the front corridor.
The two legs with rubber shoes hung in the air, swinging from side to side like sausage in the wind. Because the shoulder and upper body were trapped in the ceiling, the face of the other party could not be seen, but his identity could only be identified from his iconic torn suspenders and bloody T-shirts and gloves.
Well, I heard that when this college was established, there were industrial accidents that killed more than a dozen workers. Because of the trouble, the construction unit directly put the 'workers' into the wall and finished it. After all, these coolies are only 'countrymen', so finally——
settle a matter by leaving it unsettled.
For ordinary students, this is just a rumor like "College X Legend", while for Fujiwara, who can see "those things", this is real history.
Another example:
Carefully let the bloodstains spread on the stairs, and then ignored a male 'classmate' who was dressed strangely on the stairs and had a spell in his hand. He was red and white, and leaped over his head——
As for the possibility of being seen under the skirt?
Fujiwara said that he had no fluctuation in his heart.
After all, with a hapless person who can roll down the stairs and throw herself all over her head with her eyes out, she doesn't think it's necessary to care about each other's rudeness.
Maybe it was not a slip, but someone 'hit' it.
Like——
"This student,"
On the corridor on the second floor stood a teenager in sports clothes.
"How can I get to the Academic Affairs Office?"
This is?
Fujiwara looked up tired, and the bland left eye under the bangs looked at the young man.
Colorful, it is human.
But——
Let's say he is a student here, but he is wearing the backward and rigid sports clothes of the PE teacher.
Say he is a teacher. From his face, he is 16 or 17 years old. A simple sunny smile is neither like a fat faced retired PE teacher, nor should it appear in this "abnormal" school.
"Fourth floor, left hand, second room,"
Strange words came out of Fujiwara's mouth, which surprised her.
——How long have you not communicated with people other than Xixia?
Ten days, one month, or...
"Thanks,"
The boy opposite, who was suspected of being a 'physical education teacher', nodded to Fujiwara in a friendly way. However, behind him, outside the corridor, which was supposed to be empty, a bloody palm suddenly appeared!
"You, the best, leave,"
Fujiwara subconsciously closed his left eye and opened his right eye. At the same time, he looked at the boy dressed as a 'physical education teacher' in front of him, who was only thin white.
Just ordinary people.
"Oh? Why,"
The boy in the sportswear looked around doubtfully, and behind him, a twisted body had climbed up the corridor and extended its hands to the boy!
Brush——
Fujiwara turned and left without hesitation.
This is only the second floor. I hope this' unlucky guy 'won't do anything when he falls down...
"Hey, this student!"
Before walking a few steps, the voice behind him made Fujiwara shudder.
What's the matter? Didn't this unlucky guy get pulled down by the 'falling from a building and complaining about the soul'?
And what did he ask me to do?
In such a calm tone, it's not like asking for help...
When Fujiwara looked back, he found that the other side was not called himself, but one who was grabbed by his wrist... Twisted human figure?
"In school, it is forbidden to stick your head out of the corridor."
Ah, this——
Grabbed by sportswear teenagers, the 'person' or the soul of resentment who wears a blood stained female school uniform with a disheveled hair doesn't seem to have reflected what happened, but opens his mouth silently.
"You don't have to explain!"
The young man interrupted the other's action with his righteous words.
"It is also wrong to stick the part beyond the head out of the corridor."
？？
Brush——
Before the stupefied Fujiwara and the "Ghost of Resentment" could react, the teenager had already pulled one hand and "twisted" the other from outside the corridor.
"Cough, cough,"
In the face of the 'female ghost' standing in the corridor at a loss, the boy coughed with dignity. Then start to enter preaching mode.
"Although I haven't officially become a teacher here, I must say, classmate, your behavior is very unsightly."
？
"Look, you are a girl, hanging out on the corridor on the second floor. What do the students below think?"
In the gaping eyes of Teng Yuanlei and the 'ghost of falling from a building', the sportswear teenagers began to talk.
"I know that many students will stand on the second floor and fork their legs, looking at the passing students downstairs, and complacently think that the other party has passed through their 'crotch'. As a future teacher, I want to tell you that this behavior is wrong..."
？？
Are you talking about the behavior of primary school students or kindergartens?
More and more ferocious ghost flashed out his bloody arms to the opposite sportswear boy!
"Don't make any noise. The teacher is still talking."
Pa,
The arm that can strangle an adult is gently slapped open by the other person, and the words that can never stop are heard,
"Especially your behavior of hanging your whole body outside the corridor has a very bad effect."
The poor 'falling ghost' was scolded for a moment, and began to suspect 'ghost'.
"If you think about it, when someone is going upstairs, he will see a big butt as soon as he looks up. This kind of behavior will greatly affect the mood of others, and he may not be able to listen carefully all day..."
Barabarabara~~~~
The guy in front is really a teacher! Just for this nonstop nonsense...
Fujiwara complained crazily in his heart.
Seeing a 'person' hanging outside the corridor, shouldn't we call the police under normal circumstances?
Although the police estimate that there is no good way to get a 'ghost'.
So, we should report to the shrine or the temple...
Ding Ding~~~~
The melodious bell interrupted the teenager's lecture. Of course, it was not the bell for class, but the bell for residents to get up - although no one in this school would stay here overnight.
"Well, that's all for today."
The boy in the sportswear who still wanted more licked his dry lips,
Alas, it seems that it's not easy to be a teacher. After lecturing for so long, I'm thirsty.
"By the way,"
He naturally stretched out his hand and pulled the neckline of the girl's school uniform across from him, then patted her on the shoulder.
"Girls should pay attention to their image and wash the stains on their faces to make themselves look spiritual."
With that, he turned and walked directly to the third floor.
"Then go to class and stop playing this dangerous' performance art '."
Eh...
In Fujiwara's speechless eyes, the "soul falling from the building" gradually became "clean" in the other party's words, recovered to the appearance of a young girl, and then was in a daze,
It turned into golden sand and disappeared on the spot when the wind blew.
This is - becoming a Buddha?
No, no, no, calm down,
Maybe it's just a simple slap that scared me out of my wits...
Fujiwara looked at all this, until the voice of the sportswear teenager sounded again on the stairs above.
"Hey, this student, why did you sleep on the stairs this morning?"
Did you see the "wrong way" yourself?
Call——
It seems that another 'special' person has come to the college.
