"Goodbye Sasaki-sensei!"

After teaching today's lesson, Shota left with his school bag.

To be honest, he would have gone crazy if he had continued to stay in that place, and he had been stunned for a night to say the same thing, repeating the same thing over and over again, almost confusing his thoughts.

There was no choice but to hide out and calm down, otherwise he wouldn't want to have a report like this on the headlines the next day.

"A man went crazy because of a trigonometric function problem and killed five people in a row overnight, is this the annihilation of human nature or the degradation of morality, welcome to today's legal bulletin!"

……

On the way back, Shota kept copying the path and wanted to go back quickly, because he had a strong premonition that today's ordeal was far from over. So far, it can only be said that this is only half of the past, and there is still more suffering waiting for him.

"Don't run, old fellow! How dare you throw feces at our door to see if I don't kill you!! ”

Just when I was about to turn into another alley across the road, a group of people suddenly rushed out of another alley, and five or six people surrounded an old man on the ground and kept punching and kicking.

Because subconsciously he has substituted this old guy into Yuta's body, although he knows that this is just a fantasy, but with his urine nature, he should have turned over the place where he lived to find money to buy wine.

As soon as he thought of this, Shota couldn't wait to be surrounded and beat The old man was really Yuta, hehe! Should I pretend to be a good Samaritan and call the police and take them all to jail?

Just as he was standing across the road fantasizing, someone from the group of extreme thugs spotted him.

"Hey! Bastard, if you don't want to die, get out of the way, don't bother us Kowloon will do things! ”

Kowloon Club!

Hearing the name, Shota paid a little attention.

According to common sense, the guy who gets into trouble also has some problems of his own, not to mention that this conflicts with his own concept of getting into less trouble, so Shota didn't entangle with them and prepared to leave.

It's just that as soon as he turned around, he secretly took out his mobile phone and prepared to dial Sunset's phone, although this behavior was completely redundant in his own opinion, but since he was bumped into by himself, then he needed to take care of it, maybe this is the revelation given by God.

But as soon as he entered the number, a pig-like voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Bastard! You dare to treat my dignified Uncle Yutai who was killed by the Seven Devils and Tigers, I think you are really tired of it, I ...... I'm fighting with you! ”

Hey, hey, hey! It can't be such a coincidence!

I don't know why, when he heard the name of Uncle Yutai, who was killed by the Seven Extreme Ghost Tigers, Shota's hand suddenly shook unconsciously, and he immediately felt a chill down his spine, could this be the revelation given by God?

Come on! That's not what I meant!

"Come! You bastards, let me show you what the evil party of the old times was. I wonder who didn't watch me hide in Nagoya City, but now you dare to ...... How dare you ......"

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

Just as he was closing his eyes and brandishing the short knife in his hand to tell the story of the past, he suddenly heard several screams in front of him and the sound of objects falling to the ground, and soon there was complete silence in front of him.

Could it be that you have cut someone?

Although he is already such a big age, the experience of spending most of his life in prison is not afraid of such a thing as murder for him.

There was even a time when he naively thought that it would be better for his old bones to die in prison, so as not to burden his son and daughter-in-law, which was a good idea, but who made him look forward to it for so many years.

Now, if he can kill someone and go to prison as he wishes, it will not be a good place for him to belong.

"I've tasted your Uncle Yuta's awesomeness, I'll tell you that I'm more familiar with this kind of thing than you, I ......"

Just when he was ready to go to the cell to recuperate, and opened his eyes to see the scene of blood stains and broken intestines all over the ground, he was suddenly stunned by the person standing in front of him.

"Grandson!"

I really shouldn't have come to save you!

With a gloomy face, Shota didn't say a word and turned around and left. Only then did Yuta see what was happening on the ground in front of him.

The few thugs who had been chasing him and made it here had all lost consciousness and fell to the ground, and there were no visible wounds or blood stains on their bodies.

He wondered if Shota had done it, but he wasn't sure of his answer until he caught up and was about to pull Shota but was suddenly startled by a turn from him.

"You can't go wrong! He had a man-eating beast in his eyes, perhaps he had eaten people just now! ”

Thinking of this, he suddenly let go of his hand, then inserted the short knife into the sheath and silently followed him back, and the two of them did not say a word all the way, until they returned to the place where they lived!

"Have you ever revealed where you live now?"

As soon as he entered the house, Shota didn't turn on the light and walked inside, but stuck directly on the door and carefully sensed the footsteps outside. He didn't let his guard down until he confirmed that it was just a drunken neighbor who had just returned from a drink at the custom shop.

"Nope! Absolutely not, you can rest assured of that. ”

Although he was shocked by Shota's sudden action, he answered Shota's question first.

"That's ......"

Putting down their school bags, the two sat face to face at the table and looked at each other, and the silence lasted for a long time, until Yuta couldn't help but open his mouth.

"I said grandson, you ......"

Although he lowered his head and closed his eyes, the murderous aura on Shota's body couldn't be dissipated, he was stunned for a moment, but it was obvious that he didn't understand what the problem was here.

Wrapped in his clothes, he looked at the environment in the room a little nervously.

"Why is this suddenly cold, no! How eerie is this house, has there ever been a dead person? ”

"yes."

Shota looked at him calmly.

"Who?"

I didn't expect to really make myself a prophecy, which surprised Yuta.

Housing in Japan is so tight, and there are many elderly people living alone. It's also normal to live in a house that has been dead.

Because such houses are generally cheaper, they are suitable for young people with low incomes and unstable financial resources.

Although there will be no material problems, the thought of living where people have really died, and the elderly who die alone are generally found after a long time, and the state of death is generally not very good.

Even funeral homes don't take it directly, and here there is a transitional program for companies that specialize in dealing with lonely dead people.

In Japan, where there are eight million gods, it is inevitable that there is a chill down the spine when thinking about the question of life and death.

"Do you want to know who has died here?"

Looking at his somewhat frightened appearance, Shota didn't smile but still kept a straight face. It's just that under the light of the incandescent lamp, Shota's face was a little pale, which made Yuta's heart faintly uncomfortable.

"Goo...... I don't want to know."

"It's too late! Don't you want to know, then I'll tell you, in fact, the people who died here...... That's me! ”

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing the centipede-like scar on his wrist, and Yuta's entire face changed.

Shota, who had a sallow face that looked a bit like a dead man's face, showed that smiling and unsmiling expression, and when he saw the scar on his wrist that couldn't be faked, his head exploded all of a sudden.

"Ah!! What the hell!! ”

Looking at the figure of him running out in a hurry, Shota sat there and shook his head and smiled.

"You are not afraid of eight million gods, but now you are afraid of me as a human being, which is really ridiculous."

After saying that, he covered his scars and got up to cook.

Tonight no one came to disturb his dinner, and he decided to treat himself to an egg for an omelet rice.

"Hey, hey! He missed it himself, so it's no wonder I'm sorry! ”