Chapter Thirty-Six: All...

Kihara and I were leaning against the guardrail side by side, carrying a convenience store bag containing beer. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The warm breeze was blowing, and with the humidity of the summer rain, we all breathed in the humid air, Kihara was drinking his beer, and I was holding a bottle of juice and taking a sip from time to time.

"Rurihi, your family lives here."

I lowered my eyes and smiled, and ten minutes ago, when I went downstairs to buy food, I happened to meet Kihara-san, who also came to this convenience store, so we greeted each other and chatted in front of the convenience store.

"Well, what about you? You don't want to live around here, do you? ”

"No, I just finished the show and was passing by... I didn't expect to run into you. ”

"Do you have a show every day?"

"Uh... Almost, sometimes only two or three times a week. ”

After a few brief conversations with Kihara, I gradually dissolved the sense of distance I had from him for the first time, and gradually I didn't feel that he was the kind of illusory, floating creature in the shadows, and occasionally there was a sense of groundedness.

"Ruriki, have you always thought I'm weird?"

"Uh... How could it be..."

"I can see from your eyes, you think it's a little strange that my music is still with me as a person, and I don't talk to my classmates, right?"

"I just don't know anything about your music, but I don't reject or hate it, and if I know more, maybe one day I'll like it."

"Really? So what kind of music does Ruriki like? ”

"Uh... I haven't studied it too much, and I don't remember..."

"Oh! I think about it, you have amnesia ... I'm afraid you've forgotten what you've liked..."

I didn't answer, I guess I acquiesced, and I wasn't too disgusted by Kihara not shy about directly saying my "flaws", but no one had ever said that, and it sounded weird.

"At the beginning of spring, she..."

He lowered his head, turned to face the street, leaned his whole body against the guardrail, and said in a faint tone.

"She was with me at the beginning of spring, and we belonged to the kind of relationship that would be very tacit without talking, and I liked her the first time I saw her... It's just that... Then the situation got out of hand..."

I listened silently, even though I had known those things from Shui Jing's mouth before, it felt very different to hear Kihara say it in person.

"Later, at the beginning of the spring, she got pregnant because she was with me... She wasn't going to tell me at first, she wanted to go to the hospital quietly by herself for surgery..."

"That's... How do you know after that? ”

"She told me she was going to be a guilty person, and when I asked her, she couldn't help telling me."

Kihara turned around and threw the empty beer can into the trash, and said lightly.

"Actually, that day in the music classroom, I paid tribute to the life in the womb of the early spring."

"Why are you talking to me today, these... Isn't it a secret between you and Haruchu? Why tell me? ”

"I think you can trust."

He replied immediately.

"And you have amnesia, don't you? Maybe you'll forget about it tomorrow. ”

"It's also..."

I don't want to talk about those things anymore, Chunchu was the first person to die, but thinking of her always makes me feel like she's silently suffering the feeling of death, so it's extremely uncomfortable.

"Where is Kihara-san's home?"

I immediately changed the subject.

"I stay at my sister's house, in Mochikawa, but sometimes I stay at a friend's house, after all, my sister is married, and I've been bothering her..."

"No, it won't! I mean, how could your sister think you were bothering her, after all, it's the family. ”

"Maybe... Actually, I know she's worried about me, after all, 'that thing' is never over..."

He glanced at me, then looked straight ahead again, as if I knew what it was like to "that thing."

I wondered in my heart, is it about Class D in the first year of high school?

I looked at Kihara again, and he thought about it as he looked at the endless stream of vehicles.

"Sister, she is Teacher Yongshengxiang."

... I was a little surprised.

"-yes!"

"Actually, sister, she has always known the rumors of class D in the first year of high school, sister, she also graduated from Shaojian School, and she happened to be in the first year of high school in 97, because she was a student in class B, so she was not implicated."

"Implicated—?"

I was confused, the rumored year, the only student who died was Hegu, and then I learned from Dr. Sennan that the four mischievous students committed suicide one after another, if it comes to "implication", could it be that there are more dead students?

"Liulixi, you may not imagine that in ninety-seven years, the first year of high school class D did not study and lived... And that's not all, the rumors are only part of it..."

I looked at him with wide eyes, his frightened expression contrasting with Kihara's indifferent look, and he didn't pay attention to my horror and continued.

"Don't you think there's something inconsistent in the rumors? For example, after 2003, the 'confrontation method' began to be carried out, in that case, why did it not work in our school year, and, maybe you have also noticed, no one can find the seniors of the previous high school D class, and the people who can ask are people from other classes, and the rumors are almost all spread from other classes... And many people avoid talking about it, even if they are eager to help, they can't do anything because..."

"-- Death is contagious."

I unconsciously picked up his words, and even I was taken aback.

"But this contagion is only within this specific environment."

“... I do not quite understand? What is the specific environment...? ”

"The place where death is figured out - that is, the school."

Kihara continued in a light tone as if he was stating the speech he had prepared for a long time.

"In 2003, a teacher proposed to cancel the first year of high school D and change it to class Z, and since then there will be no more class of high school one D, thinking that this will eliminate bad luck, but within two days, the teacher who proposed it was seriously injured, and no one has come forward to say anything about 'confrontation' since then."

"What about the side knock on the side to remind the students who enter the school not to go to the first year of high school D class, and all of them are required to go to other classes? In this way, if there are no students in the first year of high school, the bad luck will not be able to continue, right? ”

As soon as I finished speaking, Kihara put a smile on his face.

"Rurihi, how did you come to Class D in the first year of high school?"

“......”

I only understood when he said that.

- This is how "some kind of inevitability" is formed, as if it is "predestined", even the headmaster of the uncle, can completely arrange me to other classes, why did he put me in this class, because he didn't believe the rumors at all, and didn't care at all? I don't think so.

"Are you afraid?"

Kihara asked, looking at me, a faint smile floating across the corner of his mouth.

I shook my head—

"Afraid it's useful?"

"Do you regret coming to Class D?" I asked him again.

"Sometimes, it's better to know that death is close to you, and then you will cherish the rest of your life and time more."

Kihara regained his expressionless and indifferent face, and I nodded subconsciously, his words—I think I understood them as deeply as he did.

At this time, Kihara opened another can of beer, he had no intention of leaving, it seemed that he was going to talk to me for a while, he walked in the direction of the left side of the sidewalk, turned his head and waved to me while drinking beer, and motioned for me to follow, there was a bench not far away, he walked over and sat down on the bench.

"Rurixi, I still have something important to tell you."

"What's the matter...?"

"It's related to Shaojian Middle School."

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