The next day - Friday, May 5. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I met Dr. Sennan at the station.

I haven't been able to contact him since Monday, and I was going to go to the hospital early after school in the afternoon, but I didn't expect to be stopped by him at the station in the morning.

"Nozomi-!"

I quickly turned my head and saw Dr. Sennan wearing a protective sleeve around his neck, his neck was inflexible, and his entire upper body looked like a plastic mannequin in a clothing store.

He said that this is a cervical spine guard, after calling me on Monday, he accidentally injured the cervical spine, until today he is still receiving traction treatment, he said that the injury to the cervical spine is very dangerous, if not done well, it will be high paraplegia, the current situation is quite optimistic, as long as the treatment continues for a period of time will recover.

"'That' seems to hate the countermeasures that everyone has come up with, so be careful..."

The reminder that Dr. Sennan once had on the other end of the phone rang in my ears again, as if it was some kind of foreshadowing, did Dr. Sennan become like this because he told me the key points of "countermeasures" on the phone?

This is just my speculation, and there is no basis for it.

I asked him with concern - how long will it take to recover? Will there be any pain during the treatment? ... I was overly worried about his condition, and I was afraid that I felt guilty for implicating him as an irrelevant person, and he comforted me and said that it was okay while asking me about my situation, and to be honest, everything was fine except for the "bad luck" that was bothered, but it seemed that "bad luck" was the root of everything.

The ethereal and real thing like "death" also seemed to follow me closely, and I didn't know when it would come up to me and let me see what it was.

Dr. Sennan had to turn his whole body around when he talked to me, so I just asked him to just say it to avoid the damage caused by the rotation again.

He never mentioned what he had told me on the phone that day, and I don't know if he had forgotten about it because of a cervical spine injury - or if he was deliberately avoiding it...

But when I needed his help, I was still embarrassed to show him that weird group photo on my phone...

"Doctor Sennan, is there such a person in Class D of the first year of high school where He Gu used to be?"

I asked, pointing to the place where Momoi said it was someone who "shouldn't exist".

"Hmm..."

The photograph is indeed very eye-catching, and Dr. Sennan came very close to see the person I was pointing at a little, and he frowned slightly and then changed into another kind of uncertain expression.

"Is there such a person? I don't think I've seen it—"

"Do you mean no?"

"-I'm not sure, I'll have to ask someone who knows..."

"Do you still ask that classmate from Class B?"

"I'll have to go to him—"

Dr. Sennan said as he looked at the street scene in the distance after giving me back his phone.

"Xiaoxi, this matter is very dangerous."

I think he should add something later, such as the concreteness and origin of "danger", but he ended this sentence abruptly.

"-maybe."

"You... Really be careful. ”

"Hmm!"

He let out a long sigh as I nodded.

――Actually, I can roughly understand the other meaning of Dr. Morinan's words, and I'm afraid that he told me to be careful and reminded him to be careful.

He's a doctor, and he understands that this super-powerful doom is like a virus -- contagious -- and 100 percent deadly.

"Doctor Sennan, please, I still need your help."

I bowed to him, "Please don't leave me at this time-" The words were hidden in my mind, but he could read them in my expression.

The train came, and I got on the trip to school, and Dr. Sennan just stood on the platform for a long time to watch me...

I understand that this morning's encounter may have been deliberately caused by him waiting for me to say those things to me.

After we moved into the complex building, the students in other classes always avoided us like the "plague", and through the small chattering crowd, I tried not to look at them, but buried my head in the classroom.

I saw that Momoi had returned to class, and he glanced over to me from his seat, and I nodded slightly in response, but after the third period, I was unexpectedly invited to the school grove to talk.

Her socks and arms are stained with paint, and she doesn't care much about people, but she looks quiet and paints very well... The girl who even gets ruthless when she's upset...

"Ruriki, I was rude to you that day, I'm sorry, don't care."

She hung her head and bit her lower lip, squirming a step or two away from me.

"Why, it's something I've forgotten a long time ago."

I put on a look that I didn't care about it, and I smiled slightly, and looked at her - Saraka.

"Come here... Just for that? ”

When I asked her this, she squirmed even more, and her hand kept changing positions.

"-Ah, no, in fact, and..."

"What?"

"Ruriki, I heard that the police came to you for questioning that day, right?"

"-hmm!"

"Uh... That..."

She lowered her crescent-like eyes again and whispered

"I'm worried about you, so I'm here to ask..."

"Huh?"

I tilted my head in the mist, and the dappled light in the grove shone on me and Saraka.

"Actually, I'm here to ask you... Do you remember who gave you coins on the night of Kimi's accident? ”

- Coins?

How could Saraka know about the "coin", the "hide and seek" game we played that day was only told to the police, and no one in the class knew.

I looked sideways at her.

"How do you know about coins?"

She immediately became nervous—

"I... That one... Not what I'm going to ask..."

"Do you know something that no one else knows?"

"Liulixi, don't ask me, I can't say it, just answer the question just now."

――Can't speak? What will it be? Or is it...

"What the hell is going on?"

"I said don't ask me again, I can't say it, it's annoying for you to ask like this."

Saraka suddenly glared at me, her crescent-like eyebrows and eyes twisted together, and I thought of the day she had scratched the cherry tree with a sharpened pencil because of that drawing, and her appearance at this time was at two extremes from the cramped twist just now, as if she had suddenly changed from "timid" to "hideous".

"Well, I won't ask, I can't remember that, and I still can't think of it."

"Ruriki, I'm sorry for being so rude just now."

She bowed her head and apologized to me, warm and angry, as if she was going back and forth between the two personalities, and although I didn't know Saraka as a person, she wouldn't be like this, just like that day because of that painting she suddenly became hostile to everyone, which surprised me very much.

As the bell rang, she turned her back to me and said.

"It's not that I deliberately didn't tell you, it was 'that' that made me do it, and 'that' was in the classroom, so I can't say."

She then ran out of the grove to the classroom.

At the same time, my phone vibrated in my pocket - it was Dr. Sennan.

"What?!"

After he had said a few words, I exclaimed.