My name is Unon Paper Roe, and I'm a very ordinary high school girl. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoToday I moved to the town of Stomach Head. I studied in the U.S. when I was in junior high school, and now when I return to Japan, I feel that everything is very new. Sure enough, there are a lot of people on the streets of Tokyo, and everyone is walking fast, and it looks like a very vibrant city.

My parents have always worked overseas and haven't seen them much since I was born. Because of job transfers, I often change schools, so I don't have any friends. It was the same this time, I was casually left at my uncle's house. I couldn't help but feel a little nervous at the thought that I was going to continue my studies here. I wonder if my Japanese pronunciation will be strange, but will I make friends when I transfer to another school?

I followed the map to my uncle's house. I looked around and saw myself standing at the doorway of the "Head of the Stomach Park". It's not easy to get lost walking along the main road, but it seems like a shortcut if you go straight through Stomach Head Park.

"Ah...... How should I go?"

Just as I was hesitating, a gust of wind hung up, and a flyer floated over. When I picked it up, it turned out to be a missing person notice.

"Junko Akakoshi...... Miss?"

Junko Akakoshi, 27 years old, seems to work in the company, her hobby is reading, and she has been missing for two months. I stared at the flyer for a while, and I couldn't help but think of Miss Akagoshi's concentration on reading. I also like to read, and I can't help but feel some sympathy for Miss Akakoshi at this point. It doesn't seem like Japan is a safe place either.

With these things in mind, I walked into Stomach Head Park. It's already evening, and I want to find my uncle's house early, after all, the night is still too dangerous for me. There is a nice lake in the stomach head park, and the golden leaves are spread all over the ground, and it looks beautiful. There was a boy by the lake who was shooting something with a professional camera, and a schoolgirl nearby was looking at the grass on the side of the road with interest, and an old gentleman was sitting on a bench in contemplation. There was a little girl who was jumping up and down on the leaves, looking very happy. Looking at them, I couldn't help but smile, and the salute I was carrying in my hand became lighter.

The little girl found a young girl in an orange coat digging on the ground.

"Sister, sister, what are you doing?"

"I'm looking for something. ”

"What are you looking for?"

The girl looked up and wiped her sweat.

"Interested?"

"yes, yes, I'll look for it too. The little girl squatted down as well.

"Come on, over here. ”

"Okay!" said the little girl, who also dug up the soil with the girl, "what will you find?

I looked at them with a smile, then tightened my coat and walked on. They all seem to be very kind people, and I think my life here will be very pleasant. Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard a scream. I looked back and saw the little girl sitting on the ground in horror. And the girl who was digging the soil showed a big smile.

"Found it!"

Everyone who heard the screams ran over, and I stepped forward.

There was a hand in the pit that the girl had dug out. The corrupted hands of humanity.

I covered my mouth, and the photographer from before me lowered his camera, and everyone was stunned. But the girl who was digging the soil was completely unaware of this atmosphere. She stretched, then grabbed the hand and began to tug it up as hard as she could. I felt an indescribable stench permeating the air, and everyone around me frowned, but the girl in the orange coat continued to tug excitedly. Soon, she pulled out a decomposing corpse. The clothes on the corpse had turned into rags, and the face had become unrecognizable.

"Found it! Found it!"

The girl in the orange coat shouted excitedly, and then crossed her waist proudly. She scanned the onlookers, and then seemed to find someone she knew.

"Ahh

I followed her gaze to my side, and the old gentleman who had been sitting on the bench squeezed out a stiff smile. He wears a suit, but he doesn't look so serious. In general, he should be a kind person.

"Ah...... Yes...... Is it a small oak......"

It turns out that this strange girl's name is 栴?

"Hello Teacher Duan!" Yu waved his hand happily at Teacher Duan, looking like a primary school student waiting for the teacher's praise, "Teacher, I found it!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a flyer from behind him. If you look closely, it looks like the missing person notice I saw not long ago.

"Junko Akakoshi, a woman who disappeared two months ago, and now I have found her body!" Hibiki held up the flyer in her hand to us, as if she was imitating a young detective in a TV series, "Great victory!

Everyone from the park looked at the oak. Obviously, it was such a serious and somewhat terrifying situation at the scene where the corpse was found, and when it was disturbed like this, it completely changed. I don't know who broke the silence and started clapping, and then everyone started applauding. I looked around at the others and involuntarily began to applaud. I don't know what I'm doing! Why do I applaud!

"But—"

As if he was some great person, he raised his hand and let everyone stop the applause.

I said, do you know what this is? This is a murder, a vicious crime of killing people and abandoning bodies. If you think about it, Miss Akatsu must be very pitiful! Being treated so cruelly may cause some supernatural phenomenon! Miss Akatsuki is frowning resentfully. ”

Hibiki said as he put his face next to the corpse's face. It was a disgusting and terrifying thing, but Hibiscus was full of excitement. To be honest, we can't tell anything from Miss Akakoshi's corpse at all. The face of the corpse next to the oak was also eaten messily by the bugs.

Everyone looked at the oak in silence.

"If you think about it, do we really often encounter corpse abandonment cases in our lives?, I think that being the first person to discover a corpse is like winning the jackpot!" said to us, "So—as the right of the person who found the corpse, I swear that this matter must be settled!"

It sounds imposing, but I think it's a bit silly. I looked at the faces of the people around me, and everyone kept their expressions of surprise.

"The iron rule of the incident - the prisoner will definitely return to the scene of the crime!" said Yu very firmly pointing his finger at us, "In other words, all of you who are here now may be criminals!

The teenager with the camera was suspected, Mr. Duan, who seemed to be an acquaintance of Hibiscus, was suspected, and the little girl who was digging with Hino before was also suspected. The little girl cried and hugged her mother, and then Hibi's finger pointed at the little girl's mother—could even that mother be a prisoner? I just got off the plane in Japan!

My father and mother in America always felt as if I had transferred to a strange place. What should I do?

Soon, the police came. After some brief questioning of us, the police took the body away. Yu happily chased the officer to the police station, and I found an opportunity to sneak out. What a corpse, murder, I wish these things could take care of me as far away as possible. Of course, weirdos like Kazumi are also as far away from me as possible.

I dragged my suitcase out of Stomach Head Park, and when I turned the corner, I saw the "Unondo Bookstore". This bookstore is also my uncle's home, so I should be able to read as much as I want. I couldn't help but feel a little excited at the thought of having an entire store of books to read. I forgot all the strange things I encountered in Stomach Head Park.

Unondo Bookstore doesn't look big, and the storefront is a bit shabby, but the décor is a little warm. At the entrance of the store, there is a sign written with a brush, indicating that this is a bookstore specializing in antique books. I cautiously pushed open the door and was immediately startled by the number of floors inside. The small storefront was filled with bookshelves, and there was only one room between them. In addition to the necessary passages, the noodles are all filled with books. There are books on the shelves, there are piles of books on the floor, and even a small bookshelf hangs on the door of the bookstore.

All in all, it's all books.

“…… Excuse me......" I cautiously walked sideways past the bookshelves and cautiously walked towards the store. Soon, I heard hurried footsteps. From there, a man in an apron came out of the small door next to the bookstore counter, holding a long knife in his hand. He was about thirty years old and looked strong, a bit like a football player. I think this is my uncle. Seeing his apron and knife, I remembered that my uncle was single until now. Although his father, who is the elder brother, has also mentioned some things about this to his uncle, he never seems to have been able to meet the right person.

"Who are you!"

Uncle said to me with a knife.

"Ah...... That one...... I'm sorry!" Looking at the knife in my uncle's hand, I couldn't help but apologize, "Well, can I stay with you for a while today?"

"What!" said Uncle with a frown, looking at me with a straight gaze, and then said loudly, "It's paper roe!"

It took me a lot of effort to understand that my uncle's expression was welcoming me.

"Oh! paper caviar! long time no see! paper caviar!"

My uncle took me in his arms, my face pressed straight against the apron on his chest, and I felt the smell of fish all over my face. The knife in my uncle's hand dangled around my ear. I tried to avoid the knife in my uncle's hand, and he seemed to notice this, so he switched from his left hand to his right hand—nothing had changed!

It took me a lot of effort to escape from my uncle's arms. Although his enthusiasm has been transmitted, I am still not used to it. I hadn't seen my parents much since I was a child, so I hadn't been hugged by them, and now my uncle's enthusiasm only makes me feel very embarrassed.

"Papier-mâché roe, make this your home, rest assured!" Uncle touched my head, and he smiled at me, then turned and walked to the back room, "Ah, I'm still stewed in the pot—I'm going back to cooking." Do you know what we're eating today?"

Needless to say, it must be fish. I already have a fishy smell all over my nose. But my uncle did make me feel very relieved, and I felt like home. Just as I was breathing a sigh of relief, my uncle suddenly stopped.

"I went to the park just now. ”

"Huh?" I let out a small exclamation.

"Let's go......," his uncle's voice changed completely, and he turned his face as he spoke, "I see the corpse." ”

"I didn't ...... No. I...... I don't see anything......" I said, looking down. My uncle looked at me for a long time, gave me a smile of unknown significance, and then turned and walked away.

I looked at my uncle's back and the sharp knife in his hand, and my heart was a little tense. Why did my uncle know that I went to the park? Why did my uncle know about the corpse......?