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I went back to school, and it had been a full week since I fainted that night.

The sky was clear, the sun shone coldly on me, and the shadow was long and slanted on the ground—a thin, short-haired shadow, and I seemed to see in my shadow my own gloomy mood and inability to lift my spirit.

When I walked into the classroom, no one came to ask me about Kimi, maybe because I was worried, or maybe Mr. Ikezawa greeted me in advance, but I felt that people didn't want to mention it, maybe it was to deliberately ignore death, and at this time, everyone's nerves were extremely fragile.

A few classmates also sent general greetings, except for Shui Jing and Momoi, who didn't particularly care about me, to put it thoroughly, everyone was worried about their life and death.

There were only seventeen people left in the class, and only five girls remained.

Yuto didn't come to class today, there was no figure of him in the classroom, speaking of him, Shui Jing once told me in the hospital that they had been paying attention to Yuu on the second day of hide and seek, and wanted to leave him after school, but he left while everyone was not paying attention, and he never came to school after that, I heard that his father went to ask Mr. Ikezawa for leave, but it seemed to say something that could not be disclosed, and Mr. Ikezawa kept silent, Momoi asked as the class leader, and Mr. Ikezawa only prevaricated with words like "There seems to be an emergency at home".

I thought of Sister Wen Hui again, and irrepressible bad thoughts began to sprout in my mind - could something happen to Youren?

"Rurishi, have you been discharged from the hospital? Are you alright? ”

It was Kihara who came over to talk to me, a beautiful rock boy who prides himself on "not being bound by anything" and even advocating death, he hardly takes the initiative to talk to me, except for the time when I watched him perform before, and he doesn't seem to take the initiative to talk to the people in the class, but today is a little surprising.

"-Oh, it's all right."

"You have to take care."

"-hmm!"

"Do you want last week's notes? I can borrow you, although you don't need notes to get good grades..."

"No, if I don't have a good class and no notes, I can't do it, but Shui Jing has already lent her to me, thank you!"

"That's good."

It's all innocuous things, but I clearly feel that Kihara is a little abnormal, in short, it's not like the usual casual and uninhibited person who does things according to his mood.

He nodded, clapping the book in one hand against the other, feeling that he had something to say, but he didn't know where to start.

"-Are you alright?"

I asked him.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

As I spoke, I couldn't help but look at the seat of the beginning of spring, and for Kihara, the part of his memory that probably had something to do with the beginning of spring.

"Oh, there's something to say..."

He also looked at the seat at the beginning of spring, and then looked back at me and said.

"Ruriki, do you believe in hell?"

“......”

"Do you believe that death is contagious?"

Kihara is still Kihara, this kind of words come out of his mouth with a feeling of "abnormal coordination", he has returned to his previous posture of living in another world, his misty soft hair, those dark eyes show the light of staying in the past but as if he has seen through the future, recalling the blurry performance of the day when he stood on the open-air stage and immersed himself in the music, which reminds me of a sentence - born in death, beautiful in pain, subtlely embedded between warmth and coldness.

"In the evening, I have a performance in that place, if you want to come, you are very welcome, just report your name, free of charge."

Before I could answer, he had already turned and walked out of the classroom, leaving leisurely.

Actually, looking at Kihara's back, I feel that he and Chunchu are really suitable, but Chunchu has been...

I returned to my seat and looked around the increasingly sparsely populated classroom, the sunlight outside the window, and the classroom was always gloomy.

Entering the first group, Momoi's seat, Kanegawa, Chiba Nori, and Guanghui and a few of them surrounded Momoi and didn't know what they were chatting about, and they also glanced at me from time to time, however, my eyes moved to the first seat of that group, which was Akiya's position, and he and Yuto were often together in the class.

Do you want to ask him about Yuren's situation, maybe he will know, I am obsessed with this issue, and I always feel that if no one asks again, maybe something is really going to happen to Yuren-san, this kind of thought has been flashing in my mind.

I asked him why Yuren hadn't come to school these days, and he had such a good relationship with him, and he must have known something inside, but Ming was also a very introverted person, and he seemed to be trying to avoid talking to everyone today, and kept using various busy forms to block idle people from trying to ask him about the situation - that's how it feels, and I'm not very good at talking, and I can't deal with embarrassing situations, if he doesn't want to tell me but I walk over and ask at a loss, or even disgusted, then it's messing things up... I was struggling, and before I knew it, I had walked to the seat of the Yuren...

"Nozomi—"

Shui Jing ran towards me with her fat all over her body.

"Xiaoxi, there is..."

She threw me this clueless sentence directly.

"What?"

"The photo, I can see it, I just took it."

Under the reminder of Shui Jing, I suddenly remembered the photo - I took it and took a look -

Right next to the leisurely seat, the pair of "feet" extended more part, has extended to the thighs, I can see the skirt of the girl's school uniform, the upper part is gone, empty, the skirt and the complete part of the leg reminds me of the situation I saw in this classroom, it is "he", there is no difference, but the rest of the memory, and the important part I still can't remember.

It was only then that I realized that these "feet" were standing beside me in the photo...

I was startled, and my body shrank to the side of the mailbox.

This reaction caught Momoi's attention.

"What's wrong?"

He came up to me and asked me, and four of his "personal guards" followed.

I didn't speak, I just handed him the picture.

"I just took it." Shui Jing explained.

Momoi frowned, then walked to Yuruto's seat and walked around a few times, and even scratched his hand in the air twice, but I had a bad feeling that as soon as "he" appeared, it seemed that something bad would happen...

I quickly recalled the first time I saw "him", the day I was knocked unconscious by a football, and died in the early spring after that day; I thought about the day of Wennai's accident, I saw "him" from the photo that Shui Jing gave me, although it was only a photo, it was like some kind of "foreshadowing" contact, and then later... On the day of Kimi's accident... That day, I... I can't fully recall the details of that day, but I have a strong feeling that I seem to have seen "him" that day, however, when "he" does not appear, he conveys an invisible message to other people's brains - I think of Sister Wen Hui...

-- The dead are all involved with "him".

"Do you believe that death is contagious?"

Kihara's words swept through my brain like a lightning bolt, right? Will it be contagious? "He" - "that thing" spreads death among us like a virus, and then one by one it "infects" and even "infects" people related to us, such as the family members of the deceased.

What exactly is "he"?

Does "he" even exist or not...

During my hospitalization, Norito Chiba once looked at the classroom with the method of opening yin and yang eyes, but found nothing, that is, "that thing" was not a ghost or a ghost, and he told Momoi at the time, "I can't tell what it is..."

Why do we keep replying to the lily of the valley puppet but still suffer bad luck?

It's the reason for "him" - "that thing" disrupts the "order of resistance", didn't Shui Jing say that there was an extra reply letter signed by the lily of the valley puppet in the mailbox? It must have been written by "him".

- Why did "he" do this?

-- It seems that I have a strong premonition -- that the next target is Yuruto.

At this time, I noticed that Akira, who was sitting at the front, was looking at us in a daze, and his face twitched.

He stood up and walked in our direction—

"I don't think there's one thing I can hide anymore, Yuren him..."

Before Akiya finished speaking, there was a loud "bang", the window glass shattered, and before we had time to think about anything, the sharp shards had already stabbed in the direction of several of us like arrows...