In this way, I spent a morning class in a situation where most people were strange, and there were many uncomfortable places during the process.

For example, when I whispered with Shui Jing, I would attract disgusted eyes from other people, although I don't know why they hated us, maybe this negative emotion was born from the time everyone began to doubt each other, and there was no need to list other small actions one by one, in short, it was the feeling of "you are the 'lily of the valley puppet'". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is already a "lily of the valley puppet" standing in front of everyone's heart door, and whoever knocks on the door will be suspicious.

-- Death of the mind.

I couldn't help but think of what Kihara said on the little note.

-- They are doing this.

When I looked back at him, he was smiling, and the meaning behind that smile seemed to have been foreseen as "some kind of inevitability".

Some kind of inevitability... Is there something going on here?

It suddenly occurred to me that there were many more mysteries sinking to the bottom than there were to float.

The classroom was so gloomy that I felt so depressed that I was going to go out for a walk during my lunch break and pack my school bag, when I found that there was something in it that didn't belong to me.

A cartoon-printed tissue with scribbled handwriting on it-

The guy in the third seat on your right has your name written on it.

I couldn't make out whose handwriting it was, it was so messy that I could barely read it, but I knew who was sitting in the third seat on the right.

It was the seat of the water quiet.

Since moving to the classrooms in the complex building, our seating order has not changed according to the way we did in the No. 3 teaching building, there are still four groups of five seats each, and the seats of the students who have been injured have not been removed, but are empty, so it is clear at a glance which ones are dead and which ones are still alive in the classroom.

Like the group I was in, the leftmost group in the classroom, the first and second seats were Fumi Nai and Haruhatsu, respectively - empty.

The first seat in Momoi's group was empty, and that was Akiya's place.

The flat row seat on Akiya's left is also the first, and that is Kimi's place, which is also empty.

Only the last of Kimi's group, that is, the last of the second group, Yuruto's seat, he never came to school, and the seat was empty for unknown reasons.

――Who wrote the message, in my school bag.

Did you want to tell me that Shui Jing wrote me a reply?

When I looked up again, I saw something in a corner - and in an instant a chill hit my heart.

It's Chiba Nori.,He seems to be reading some kind of message in his seat.,The moment I looked up after reading it, it just happened to intersect with my line of sight.-

The "things" he looked at ... Isn't it the same as mine, he looks in my direction... Could it be that the message was telling him that I wrote to him in reply?

I suddenly felt like - think deeper... It's a chilling and chilling question.

I looked around again, and I didn't seem to see any other unusual eyes.

――Who is it? Why?

I know we can't ask each other questions like "who to write back to?" and what terrible consequences would come from doing so... I can't overestimate it at all.

That's when Momoi came over and whispered to me.

"Rurihi, let's go find Yuto now, do you want to come along?"

I nodded, Momoi's "we" is only two people, he and Guanghui, Chiba Nori, not with them, it is said that there is something at home, Shui Jing posted to me again and grabbed my arm, we pressed the class address book, Momoi called the phone of the Yu family above, but no one answered, it would seem a little reckless to go directly to the other party's house, thinking of the appearance of Yu Ren before... Momoi dialed the phone again, and this time someone listened.

"Hey, is Yuruto-san here? I was his classmate Momoi. ”

"Can you get him to listen to the phone?"

I could only hear what Momoi said, but I could roughly guess what the other party was saying.

"I have an urgent matter, can you still ask him to answer the phone."

And then there was a long, silent wait.

Momoi walked around with his phone in his hand.

Finally-

"Yuoto?"

"You haven't been to school for the past few days, something has happened that I need to tell you, can we come and see you?"

"Actually, we want to ask you something..."

"Hey, Yuoto, Ming is also dead, do you know?"

"Hello? ... Yuto? ”

"Who told you?"

“... All right. ”

Hang up the phone Momoe and take a look at a few of us.

"Yuto said 'that' and told him that Ming would die too, so he knew about it before, and he told us to go to his house to find him."

"What do you mean, 'He knew it before?' So why didn't he stop it? Is it clear that you want your classmates to die? ”

Guanghui raised his voice and said unpleasantly.

"I'm afraid it was 'the one' who made him do that."

I replied because I thought of when Fumina died, wasn't Yuto chanting her name before that?

――Will you also know who the "next" is?

We followed the address book and went to 12-1 Tsukika-cho.

When I arrived here, I learned that the Youren family was located on the outskirts of the city, a house with a single courtyard, but the site was very small, and the courtyard opposite the verandah was only the size of a well and two desks next to it, and there was no place to plant trees, and the fence on the outer wall behind the house was almost close to the house.

Yuto was waiting at the door to greet us.

"Whisper in, my father is sleeping, and he has to go to the port at night to carry things."

We trembled and followed Yuren into the room, took off my shoes and put them at the entrance door, and when I entered, I suddenly felt a familiar and wrong smell in the room - it was the kind in the classroom, yes, it was the cold smell of "not belonging here" that I felt in the original classroom.

We went up to the room on the second floor, the light in the corridor was a little dim, I walked at the back, and then I heard a "bang" behind me, the sound was very soft, but I still heard it clearly, in front of me was Shui Jing, Guanghui and Momoi, they didn't seem to hear, I couldn't help but look back-

The black staircase went down, and the corners were darker, so I couldn't see anything, and when I turned back again, there was another "bang"

It's like a ball or something that has fallen on the stairs.

When Yuto opened the door to his room, my vision lit up.

Mizuzu and I sat on two chairs, Momoi and Kokiri sitting cross-legged on the floor when Yuto brought a low table between us and made a silent gesture to us.

I saw him write on a piece of paper—

"From now on we can only talk by letter, not by talking."

At the same time, I heard a "thump" on the stairs outside the house again.

Momoi was the first to ask on paper.

"Why?"

Yuto looked at him and replied.

"'That' will hear what we say."

"Is that in this room?"

This is what Guanghui asked.

"It's hard to say."

――Can't say it? What do you mean?

Several of us looked at each other, and we were even more confused.

"I don't know when 'that' will come."

After reading this, my back felt an empty chill, and I could see the hairs on my arms stand on end.

"Have you seen 'that'?"

Yuto looked at all of us and nodded earnestly, his eyes wide open.

"What does it look like?"

"You can only see 'a pair of feet', and the rest of the place is covered with felt."

Shui Jing immediately took out the two Polaroid photos from her schoolbag - the two of Youren.

"Is it the 'feet' next to you?"

Yuto nodded again, and at this time, I heard the sound of "dong" again, which seemed to be closer than the previous sound.