Haze was about to tell Yukihiko at the bar in front of him about the incident, and he thought that he had to find someone to talk to, otherwise there would be a problem in his heart for a long time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I want to talk about it, but I don't know how to say it, I've never seen anything like that..."

"What is it?"

Yukihiko asked again, because Haze had been talking to himself, and because he had drunk, even if the alcohol was extremely low, he seemed to think that he was already drunk.

After a while, Haze spat out heavily, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at Yukihiko opposite.

"It's something that can't be seen at all, and if you see it, something big will happen..."

Actually, there is another reason why Hase didn't tell anyone.

No one will believe it!

Because of this psychological baggage, Hase can only use drinking to talk about the incident on the grounds of "talking nonsense after drinking".

It was close to evening when Haze came to Shaojian Middle School that day, and because he had taken over work from other places during the day, he had to go to school after a whole day, and his friends began to complain when they saw Hase.

"It's really late, and the school is closing."

"No way, it's already soon..."

"Let's go up and have a look"

The friend urged anxiously.

"What exactly do you want to paint, I asked before and I didn't say... It feels like you're flustered..."

"-Alas!"

The friend turned around and let out a heavy sigh.

"You'll know if you go up and see it."

Haze arrives at a slightly old-looking school building, and his friend tells him that it is a school complex, and his destination is in a classroom on the fourth floor.

"Where do you want to draw?"

Haze asked, standing in the classroom.

"-Here!"

The friend pointed to the wall between the two windows.

The walls are white, there is nothing on them. "It's good here, what do you want to paint? Is this classroom for classes? If you want to draw something related to your studies..."

Hase was strange because when his friend asked him to come here, he said, "I want to cover something with a mural...", but after the field survey, there was nothing on the wall...

"That's not the case, you wait a minute, and when you look at the wall after ten o'clock, it's not like that at all..."

His friend was also a little embarrassed as he spoke, and he sat tremblingly on one of the chairs in the classroom, his knees shaking, and his head hung in dismay.

"What the hell will happen? Don't sell it, I'm still in a hurry to go back..."

Haze complained impatiently to his friend.

"I can't tell, it's not something that can be said in ordinary words..."

"Ahh

At this time, a friend suddenly flew over and screamed.

"There was—"

Hase then looked at it, and suddenly there was an extra window on the wall - between the two windows, but it was not exactly a window, it could only be regarded as a piece of glass, red, and it felt like something was flowing in the glass, and it was necessary to look closer....

Hase was about to walk over to take a look when his friend grabbed his hand.

"Don't go over."

“？”

"Don't go over and look at it."

My friend said tremblingly.

"Someone has seen it before, and that person has... Already committed suicide. ”

"What do you mean...?"

Haze was confused when she heard this, and she couldn't help but feel a chill while being shocked.

"You just wait for that thing to show up and draw a picture there, preferably in a strong color, so that no one will be surprised if it appears again, and this classroom is not used, and almost no one comes, just in case, you know what I mean?"

That's when Haze understood-

The friend wanted him to deliberately cover up a strange thing, so that the inevitable strange phenomenon would look more natural, so that no one would notice the changes in the mural.

Although he usually doesn't believe in such things as strange talks, the things in front of him that are beyond his comprehension make his whole body tremble, but he has already promised his friends, so he has to bear the next step.

The next day, Hase came to the classroom early with his tools to paint, it was the middle of the holidays, there were no students in the school, the school was quiet, and Haze came to the classroom again, although the classroom was filled with the morning golden thread of sunlight, but it was strangely cold.

There was nothing on that wall at this time, it was bare and snow-white, and Haze began to apply paint to the wall when she was ready...

Nothing has changed when he paints, and Hase plans to finish it in three days, never wanting to see that friend again... However, it wasn't until the third day, just as he was about to finish painting, that Hase noticed that the tone of the picture on the wall had become unusually dull, and he thought it was a problem with the light, but it was very dim no matter what angle he stood on.

He paints a bustling streetscape, so that the appearance of a piece of glass in the street scene is not so abrupt that people think that it is a window that blends into it.

At this time, the picture was dim and he couldn't look at it, and even a large dark red mark appeared in the middle, although it had been painted, but it was too unsatisfactory to make such a difference, so he picked up the pen and added branches and leaves to make changes... At this moment, something strange happened, and the picture changed more and more to reveal "that thing"—the window.

In the end, all the pictures turned out to be cloudy, and a red window was suddenly revealed in the middle, and Hase opened his mouth wide in shock as he looked at the picture, and he quickly picked up his things and fled the classroom...

But what frightened him even more was yet to come.

A friend called that evening to thank you.

"It's so good, I can't see the painting at all, Hase, thank you so much for your help..."

――What?

- Can't see it at all?

Haze froze on the other end of the phone, obviously it's... Feeling incredible, he decided to go back and see what was going on...

When he came to the classroom again, Hase was suddenly frightened, and his back was cold.

The painting on the wall is the same as when he left, the difference is that the friend is standing in front of the painting... No, it was almost attached to it, standing motionless with its back to him.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Haze asked as she shuddered behind her friend.

"Hey, I'm talking to you..."

Haze walked up and grabbed his friend's shoulder, trying to get him to turn around-

"Ahh

Haze let out a scream.

--My friend's face is gone, it's a completely faceless face, as if everything on my friend's face has been sucked away the moment I turn around...

Haze panicked and ran downstairs to find the school's security guards, and when he came back to check, the things in the classroom were "missing", the murals and friends were gone, there was nothing, and the walls were snow-white and cold.

After his description, the security guard said that there was no friend that Haze said, there was no such person in the school, and the security guards thought he was a person with a brain problem, and Haze was forcibly expelled from the school, and when he kept looking back, he realized a question, "What is the name of a friend?" ”

But he only now realized the problem.

The friend—it seemed like a stranger, a stranger he had never met.

"What happened to Hase?"

I looked at Yukihiko and asked.

"After that day, he said that he had nightmares every night, he always saw that friend standing in front of that window, he said that he was about to collapse, so he found a new job and planned to adjust his state, and his busy work may make him not even have time to dream at night, but the situation has been very bad, it has not improved at all, so when he came here that day, it was like the sky was about to fall, and the state was really bad."

Yukihiko poured himself another glass of ice water, and he took a sip to moisten his throat and continued.

"Later, when he left, I just comforted him, after all, I couldn't help much, and then I thought, isn't Xiaochuan from Shaojian School, so I told him the original."

"Can you get in touch with that Hase?"

I asked.

"I didn't leave his contact information at that time, and it's not good to take the initiative to ask people this kind of question, right, but his company has a record of doing activities here, and people who go to the botanical institute can find it."

As I said that, Momoi and a few of them came in.