The wind rose from the ground, and the feathers of the primordial angel disintegrated turned into thousands of pieces and floated on the ground, some were caught by the ground, and some were blown away by the strong wind blowing from the Pacific Ocean.

"These angel feathers are made of paper." Takasugi, who had asked for leave, and his parents and elders made a special trip to Chiba Prefecture, and the three-story outer layer of Maihama, where Dituni was located, was blocked, and ordinary people had to be helpless outside.

I can't see it in the video, but when I really put it in my hand, I found that these feathers are all cut out of paper, and the angel floating in the sky is also paper?

The only way to come here like the Takasugi family was to pick up the feathers on the ground on the periphery, and there were quite a few of them, and before this place, Takasugi didn't know that there were so many Kishidan in the island country.

When he finally picked up a feather, Takasugi's joy didn't last for a few seconds, and he wondered as he stroked what was similar to paper, whether it was really an angel's feather.

"Silly boy." The pious grandmother patted Takasugi's forehead, "Who told you that the feathers of an angel must be the wings of a bird,"

nodded as if she didn't understand, grandma was educated in the Orthodox church, and she must know more than herself.

Takasugi continued to search for the feathers that had fallen in the forest, and not only them, but also many residents of Chiba Prefecture were picking up feathers on the ground, and from the sky it looked like an idyllic scene of picking up rice.

A feather blows from the ground, and its weightless body is blown by the wind and flies for 10,000 meters, Kasuminoura, Ibaraki Prefecture, Fukushima Prefecture......

Miyagi Prefecture, Kakuda City, a small town with only a few tens of thousands of people.

Takahashi was running on the uphill slope with his schoolbag on his back, and the hundred-meter winding Sakado ran down in one breath, and the whole person was about to collapse.

"Huha, huha, huha."

She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her cuffs.

I worked too late last night, I couldn't get up this morning, and I didn't have time to wash my school uniform, and it smelled a little bit.

"Ah, something."

As soon as Takahashi was gasping for breath and preparing to start, a white object suddenly blew from the sky and smashed into her face.

She screamed in fright and reached out to grab something from her face.

"Paper?"

It was a white piece of paper pasted on her face, falling from the sky and flying out of nowhere.

"Who's throwing garbage?" Complaining in a whisper, Takahashi was about to throw it into the trash can on the side of the road, but found that the white paper pasted on his face was not ordinary.

There is no trace of roughness and sharpness at the edges, and the paper feels soft to the touch, and the paper is carefully cut out to the shape of a feather.

As realistic as a bird's feathers, Takahashi holds up the paper, the sun blocked by its wings, and the gaps in the sunlight wave down from the edges.

"It's beautiful."

Takahashi's unhappiness just now disappeared in an instant, and even the depression and pain of the past few days were swept away by this feather.

She held a white feather in her hand, and a childlike smile appeared on her face, it is easy for a child to have fun all day because of a small thing, this feather has such a magical power, not everyone has the opportunity to be hit by such a beautiful and delicate thing, right?

Carefully putting the feather in her school bag, Takahashi walked briskly towards the school, the closer she got to the school, the slower her pace became, and at the end of every step was to step on the tip of the shoe in front of her.

Looking at the school that appeared in front of her, Takahashi couldn't help frowning, and she pursed her lips.

The place where she lives is a small city in Miyagi Prefecture, this small city of only tens of thousands of people has a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, but this peace maintained by the Internet is actually a quagmire on the other hand, narrow interpersonal relationships mean that from birth to high school graduation, every classmate around you is actually a familiar face that has not changed at all, and elementary school classmates may always be your junior high school, high school, and colleagues, and this also means ...... If you have ever been bullied, it will become an indelible birthmark.

Before he entered the classroom, Takahashi felt a series of eyes like substance around him.

"I did something like that, and I still have the face to go to school."

"Look, what's going on with the white stain on her dress."

Takahashi tugged at the back of her skirt in a pitiful panic, but there were strange white stains on it except for the black of their uniforms.

"That fool is serious, poof."

"Haha, it's all because you pretend to be too similar."

The ridicule of the two girls was not concealed at all, and the voice was deliberately loud enough to be heard by the whole first floor.

Seeing Takahashi standing in front of the shoe cabinet gritting his teeth and looking humiliated, most of the students passing by around the shoe cabinet chuckled.

Only a few of the one or two people looked unbearable, but they didn't dare to step forward to stand up for Takahashi's pitiful.

The closed coterie suppressed everyone's courage to come out.

Takahashi bit the flesh on the inside of her cheeks, the smell of rust and blood spread in her mouth, she had the impression of these two people, one was an elementary school classmate, the other was a junior high school classmate, and they used to get along well, she didn't understand why these two people were bullying themselves now, everyone was obviously not classmates in high school, and there was no contact with each other.

In his eyes like a knife, Takahashi pitifully put the outdoor shoes in the shoe cabinet and locked them with a new lock, which was clearly just a small action, but it could still cause low laughter from the people next to him.

She was like an animal and was placed in front of the stage for everyone to see.

And it's the kind of strange creature that swaps hands and feet, and the brain and hips are reversed, otherwise ordinary pigs and dogs would not have attracted everyone's curious attention.

The sunlight shone from the first window in the hallway to the last, and with each door Takahashi walked by, the shorter he became. When it came to the class corresponding to the last window, her waist was almost humbly broken,

Back in the classroom, Takahashi pitifully watched himself being scribbled on the table without a hint of reaction, and he could just wipe it off later, but he didn't know who threw the stool where it was thrown.

There are no stools of their own in the classroom, and the faces of the students are painted with colorful smiles, the same as the graffiti on the desks.

In the teasing smiles of everyone in the classroom, she walked to the women's toilet step by step with her schoolbag, if it was right, her bench should have been maliciously placed in the toilet, either the third or second floor.

I hope there is no dirt on it, and the schoolbag must not leave my sight.

The first compartment ...... No.

Second compartment...... No

After looking for three cubicles in a row, Takahashi didn't see any shadow of the bench.

"Hey, what are you looking for?"

There were a few girls from the outside class standing at the door of the women's toilet, and they were holding their arms and watching Takahashi pitifully.

"Stool ...... Stool. ”

"The stool is there, and the eyes are so big that you don't see it."

Takahashi pitifully followed the direction of the other party's finger and saw that it was the boys' toilet on the second floor next door.

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