"Yuna."

I screamed in my heart, and with the fact that I was regarded as a public enemy in the class, it was almost impossible for me to take the initiative to greet my classmates outside of school. It's my usual practice to retreat.

Yuna looked at me fiercely, the fire in her eyes that wanted to burn me to death immediately. I don't understand where she got this hatred so much that it ...... Wait a minute, something suddenly occurred to me -

Yuna, aren't you very good friends with Yukie?

I don't know how much better they were, but I remember them standing together in the hallway outside the classroom and secretly laughing at me, and the harsh words like "deformed" came out of their mouths, intentionally or unintentionally, and happened to drift into my ears as I passed by.

That's right, they also use the same mobile phone pendant - a pink bear in a kimono. It is a promotional toy for Iruka when it launches a new game.

Yuna and Koeda, they're good friends. At this time, Yuna looked at me viciously, could it be because of Koeda's death......

I avoided her vicious gaze and sat down on my own. At this time, the clerk brought me the asparagus noodles I ordered.

I mixed the noodles, and the umami of asparagus and chicken soup hit my face, which should have made me hungry, but because of the eyes in front of me that wanted to kill me, I lost most of my appetite in an instant. Or maybe I can't eat it anymore.

I stared at this bowl of innocent noodles, the shop got up early in the morning and studied the ingredients and cooking, and entertained every customer with heart, if I didn't eat it, I would leave, and the people who cooked the noodles must be very uncomfortable. The heat in the bowl gradually blinded my vision, and the burning gaze became more and more blurred. Forget it, I just don't look up at her, what's there to worry about. So I picked up a hot bite and prepared to put it in my mouth.

"Aren't you guilty? I can still eat with peace of mind. ”

"Huh?" I put down my chopsticks and looked at Yuna inexplicably, and it was really strange that she suddenly came out with such unexplained words, but what was even more strange was that my heart was also pounding.

Yuna slammed the glass down on the table, and the clerk looked in my direction. It's embarrassing -

"Less garlic, didn't you kill Xingzhi?" She raised her voice as if she had taken the opportunity to expose my crimes, deliberately so that the clerk could hear what she was saying.

I felt my cheeks burn, and I should say that the flames burned wildly underneath the thin skin.

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" I tried to suppress my emotions to explain. Interpretation? Damn it, why should I explain what it has to do with me, and ask the clerk to stop looking at me like that.

But Yuna's fangy mouth didn't intend to stop at all, and her voice was louder than before.

"Ruriki, you are the only one in the whole school named Rurixi, the name that brings bad luck."

I wanted to hit her back, but for a moment I didn't know why, it felt like I had a block in my throat, and I couldn't say anything. That's true, I've been troubled by the name, even though I was convinced that it wasn't a bad name, but after Koeda's death, this thought has become difficult to hold in my head. Unable to say anything, I picked up my chopsticks again, lowered my head and ate my noodles silently.

Seeing that I didn't speak again, the clerk on the side seemed to be a little interested and turned into the kitchen, wiping the tablecloth and hanging it on his shoulder, probably thinking that he couldn't see anything good.

I was also relieved, and through the heat from the bowl, I heard Yuna cooing her drink, probably a cup of black tea, which I had seen printed on the cup before.

I ate the noodles quietly and quickly, wishing that the whole bowl would be poured into my stomach at once, and then quickly left this awkward place. Then, I heard movement on Yuna's side, and she seemed to stand up to leave, and thankfully, she left first, so I could swallow a bowl of noodles without having to put up with the hot soup.

Indeed, Yuna was leaving, and she left the table, and through the heat, I seemed to hear her footsteps gradually leaning towards my place...... Before I could react, I felt a cold smell pour over my head, and the rich smell of black tea instantly hit my nose, and the tea juice dripped down my hair and cheeks into the bowl.

Yuna threw away the empty drink cup and still looked at me viciously: "Why did you send a letter to Koeda, and in the name of the lily of the valley puppet, it's despicable!" ”

After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the noodle shop, leaving me drenched, with a hint of fear rising in my heart.

……

When I walked into the school, I was not embarrassed, but fortunately, the clerk who watched the show took a towel to dry me, and said while wiping it back: "Is it that you owe money and haven't paid it back, if you come to work in the store, I can talk to the boss......

I don't remember what he said afterwards, except that I felt his fingers slip between my neck, and I fledgled and fled from the noodle shop, still clutching the towel the clerk had given me.

Two days later, there will be a test of courage, and the activity is limited to the high school, but there are also junior high school students who are playing outside the classroom with some scary props. The props were covered with freshly painted blood-red paint, a shiny dark red that was shocking in the sunlight.

I walked down the hallway towards the high school building, trying to avoid the noisy classmates. But I was caught off guard, and a grimace mask flew towards me, and I was secretly alarmed, and when it was over, a large patch of red paint would soon smash on my face......

"Go away, if you really want to play, try your courage to play, do you dare?"

As the words fell, the grimace mask instantly paused in front of my eyes, and one hand was grasping it steadily, and the person who grabbed it was inevitably stained with red paint.

I heard someone whisper, "It's Mr. Aosaki-," and the figures of the playing figures dispersed into the surrounding classrooms, in twos and threes, until there were only two elongated shadows left in the hallway. One is me, and the other is to help halfway......

"It doesn't matter, right?"

He turned to me and asked with a friendly smile.

“…… Thank you. I was amazed, and stared at his hand that was clutching the red paint of the mask, when suddenly a thought flashed through my mind like lightning.