January 15th

Today, they hung me in the toilet.

I won't sue the teacher anymore because it's useless. They will only say, "It's just a child's thing" and "It's normal to be bullied occasionally."

Mie said that it was because I complained to the teachers that they decided to hang me in the toilet, saying that it was a punishment for me.

It's not the first time to punish.....

It's dirty..... It stinks too.

hurt

It really hurts.

The handwriting is beautiful, from a young girl.

It's just that the handwriting on this page is a little blurry, a bit like it has been wet and then dried.

Perhaps, it was the traces left by the tears falling on it.

"Is this a victim's diary?"

Harukawa Shirakawa thought.

"Or ....."

Flip through the diary to the next page.

January 17th

Punishment, lengthened......

It hurts, it still hurts in my neck......

I always feel like I'm going to suffocate.

Teacher, sure enough, nothing was done.

January 19th

The choking sensation was terrible, but I felt like I was getting used to it.

January 20th

The other classmates saw the marks on my neck, and they didn't say anything.

......

January 29th

hurt

The contents of the diary are not available every day.

Sometimes it's three or four days, sometimes it's no interval, and there's no regularity.

Before the January 17 page, the edge of the notebook had been torn off.

It seems that this day is not the first day when the diary owner starts writing a diary.

And from this day on, the following content is related to the words "pain" and "pain".

And the length of the diary is getting shorter and shorter.

On January 29th, there was even the word "pain" left!

Bai Chuanqing frowned slightly.

Even just looking at these short descriptions, he seemed to feel a strong resentment and pain.

Helplessly hidden in these words.

He probably guessed what was going on, and kept looking at it.

February 18th

I'm in the hospital today!

Although the strangulation still hurts, no one here will bully me, and the doctors and nurses are good people......

It's nice not to have to go to school, it's nice to live in a hospital!

However, I don't know how many more days I can stay.....

Shirakawa was silent for a while.

She was admitted to the hospital, no doubt because of her more serious injuries.

It's just that from this diary, Bai Chuanqing can only see the joy in his heart.

But behind this joy is a deeper and darker despair.

February 20th

My aunt didn't want me to stay in the hospital, saying that the hospitalization fee was too expensive.

School, it's so annoying.....

February 23rd

In the past two days, Mie and the others have not punished me. Maybe I'm afraid I'll almost die like last time, right? Or maybe you feel ..... It's more troublesome to find another excuse, right?

But why.....

Do you always feel like your neck is tightened?

February 25th

Punishment, and it started again.....

If this continues, I'm really going to die, right?

Still, dead .....

Doesn't seem to be that scary?

The next date crossed directly to March 10.

On the yellowed diary there is a line like this—

Today, I killed Mie.

Profound handwriting, like a blood-stained blade embedded in the paper!

Bai Chuanqing wanted to continue to scroll down, but then he was stunned.

It turns out that this part of the diary ends here.

This couldn't help but make Bai Chuanqing feel like he had come to an abrupt end, and his chest seemed to be stuffy.

There is a feeling of depression when I read a novel and see the key parts suddenly out of context.

To be sure, this is the diary of the perpetrator of that serial case ten years ago.

It was probably from March 18 that the killing began.

But there are also many doubts.

How did "I" kill "Mie"?

And now the suspect who was eaten by "gluttony" has a hand, and what does it have to do with "me"?

And why did you embark on this sinful path?

The more he learned, the more he felt that the truth was still hidden in a deep fog.

To be honest, if it was Shirakawa Haru before today, he wouldn't have explored the truth of the matter like this.

But now, because of tonight's unexpected encounter, Harukawa Shirakawa and the suspect are implicated.

This also means that unexpected dangers have lurked around him.

in case of

Even if it's just in case, the other party is eyeing his family or friends, that is a situation that Bai Chuanqing never wants to see.

So, this potential hidden danger must be addressed as soon as possible!

Shirakawa Qing thought to herself, and at the same time focused on the "gluttony" in the black mist.

The current "gluttony" is in a rather peculiar state.

Like the black fog, it cannot be seen by normal people.

But it doesn't seem to be in this world.

It's a bit hard to describe, similar to the kind of "extradimensional space".

Harukawa Shirakawa can easily take it out and put it in.

In that sense, it's really similar to this kind of thing.

It's just that Harukawa Shirakawa also tried to put other things, such as books and computers, into this space.

I found that I couldn't do that.

Shirakawa speculated that it was "gluttony" that had some connection with the black fog, which allowed it to reside in the space of the black fog.

I have to say that this is a very practical and convenient ability.

For dangerous "gluttony", Harushi Shirakawa always has to carry it with him.

And that's an excellent way to do that.

After devouring one of the murderer's hands, "gluttony" is a state of considerable contentment.

Far stronger than the satisfaction after eating the triangle.

It's like digesting them.

It's not just "gluttony" that has been satisfied, but so are the tentacles in the black mist.

Just like the cool feeling after digesting the resentful spirit last time, it spread in Shirakawa Haru's mind.

I don't know if it's his hallucination, Shirakawa Harushi thinks......

The black mist around him seemed to be more active and dense than before.

Those tentacles are also thicker and more powerful.

As for whether this matter is good or bad, Shirakawa Harushi himself can't judge.

"So...... It's time for a good night's sleep. ”

Harukawa Shirakawa lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and waited for the dream to come.

Only this time, it appeared in Shirakawa Haru's dream, and it wasn't a disgusting tentacle.

But......

An abandoned school!

The dim light poured over the dilapidated and decaying campus.

The original white-walled school building has obvious traces of dirt, which makes people feel uncomfortable when they look at it.

The trees on campus are all decaying, and the branches that have lost their leaves resemble withered and ugly human arms.

In each window, there seems to be a pair of eyes silently watching the comer.

The whole campus has an extremely ominous taste.

Plainness makes the body feel cold.

Bai Chuanqing was not afraid, and took his own steps towards the teaching building in front of him......