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Feeling a little hungry, Watanabe put the bento in the microwave and heated it up for a few minutes, then took it out, sat down in front of the TV, picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, turned around a few channels, and finally found a suitable dinner drama.

After eating the lunch box and drinking the milk, Watanabe Shiho easily packed up the garbage and put it in the trash can, returned to his original position, and chased the remaining unfinished drama.

Watanabe got up and stretched, returned to the room, opened the closet, took out a set of pajamas, and walked into the bathroom.

After a while, Shiho Watanabe finished taking a bath, changed into pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom.

Watanabe plugged the hair dryer into the socket, turned on the switch, and dried his hair.

Dry your hair, put down the hair dryer, pull out the plug, and put the hair dryer in its original place.

Watanabe Shiho threw himself on, and the whole person lay on the bed, really relaxed after taking a bath.

Watanabe stumbled into the quilt, leaned against the head of the bed, and surfed the Internet with his mobile phone.

The number of replies to the previous posts on the forum has reached more than 300 floors, and there are all kinds of comments.

Watanabe Shiho looked at it, and in addition to most of the water and soy sauce, some of the opinions were very pertinent, such as not looking back no matter what movement she heard on the way home, or going to the shrine to find the priest to have a look, or entrusting a famous soul removal office to help her remove the spirit.

Watanabe Zhiho had a thoughtful look on her face: Otherwise, tomorrow she will go to a shrine or a soul removal office to see if she has touched something dirty.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and after thinking about it a few times, she felt that this idea was feasible, and she would wait until tomorrow to go to the shrine or the Soul Removal Office to see if there was anything wrong with her.

Watanabe was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and before he knew it, it was late at night, and it was time to go to bed again.

Watanabe had no intention of staying up late, she put her phone down and reached out to turn off the light.

With a snap, the room fell into darkness and silence.

Watanabe Shiho got into the quilt, put his head on the pillow on the side, closed his eyes, and soon sleepiness welled up in his heart and fell asleep.

The night is hazy, and the buildings are becoming more and more blurry under the cover of night, and the shadows are full of shadows when you look at the past from afar.

Bang!

A small stone fell to the ground, then bounced up, fell to the ground again, bounced two or three times, and finally could not continue, and rolled forward on the ground a few times before stopping.

A pair of scarlet eyes emerged from the night, clinging to the window, through the glass, looking at Shiho Watanabe sleeping in the room.

A mysterious, eerie murmur came from the depths of the void and echoed through the room.

Indescribable terrifying changes are happening quietly and silently, changing......

"I'm having nightmares again?" Watanabe suddenly woke up and when he opened his eyes, the ceiling turned scarlet.

Looking around, just like last time, the floor, walls, and even every item in the room were covered with a layer of red, revealing a forest atmosphere.

Watanabe Shiho looked at the greatly changed room, and his heart gradually sank, it was too real, and there was no mistake with the memory from the last nightmare, was this really just a nightmare?

At this time, Watanabe Shiho seemed to think of something, turned his head to look at the window, and looked stunned for a while, hey, there was nothing outside the window.

In the last nightmare, she saw an unspeakable monster hovering outside the window, and in the end she even broke through the window, and if it wasn't for the mysterious bell that destroyed the monster in a pinch, Watanabe Shiho couldn't imagine what terrible things would happen.

Thinking of this, Watanabe Shiho's heart moved, could it be that the monster was destroyed, so it didn't appear again this time?!

If that's the case, then the situation she's in now is a bit abnormal, is it a follow-up to the last nightmare, or is it not a dream at all, it's real......

The former is nothing, if it is the latter, Watanabe Shiho felt a chill down her spine, as if there was a terrifying monster hidden in the middle of the night, and her eyes were quietly watching her.

Bang!

At this moment, there was a strange movement in the living room, the sound was a little dull, originally faint and inaudible, but in the silence of the night, it was particularly harsh, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, deafening.

"Is it fat?" Fat is a cat raised by Shiho Watanabe.,It's very active on weekdays.。

Watanabe Shiho guessed that it was his own cat making trouble, and the next one overturned the idea, which was unusual, and it didn't sound like a cat making a noise, but it was very similar to ...... The sound of small rocks flying out and smashing on the ground and rolling on the ground after bouncing a few times.

An inexplicable thought popped up in Shiho Watanabe's mind, and at the same time, she thought of the strange little boy playing a shooting game with a slingshot, and her heart suddenly chuckled, and her face turned pale.

At this time, no matter how dull she was, she connected the causes and consequences of the past two days, and found the abnormality of the strange little boy, and all the abnormalities faintly pointed to the strange little boy.

Is it a human or a ......

Watanabe shiho shivered and didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

There was a thud, and a small stone hit the door.

There were no footsteps, just the sound of small stones shooting, which was unusual.

Watanabe Shiho's body trembled in fright, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, his lips turned white, and his heart beat violently.

"Sister, do you want to play a slingshot game with me?" Suddenly, a faint voice came from outside the door.

When Watanabe Shiho heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank, it was him, it was really the little boy who played with a slingshot he met in the apartment, he was really not human, he came!!

He's coming for himself!!

Watanabe only felt a chill rushing up from his tail vertebrae, endless fear welled up in his heart, his scalp was numb, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest with a violent beat.

"Sister, do you want to play a slingshot game with me?" Outside the door, a faint voice was heard again.

This time, the voice was calm, as if it came from hell.

Watanabe didn't dare to talk, and covered his mouth with his hand, for fear of making a sound.

Click!

At this time, the doorknob suddenly turned, and when Watanabe saw this scene, his face suddenly lost his blood.

Chirping!

The door is open.

A little boy appeared in front of the door, holding a slingshot in his hand, his expressionless face, and from the moment he saw Shiho Watanabe, the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange smile.

"Sister, do you want to play a slingshot game with me?" The child's voice, which was supposed to be innocent, became extremely evil at this moment, like a mysterious and treacherous dream, echoing in his ears.

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"Hao, the snack stock at home is in an emergency." Suzu trotted over.

"In that case, let's go to the convenience store."

Watanabe Shiho woke up in the morning, opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling, it was white, and he was quietly relieved, he really had a nightmare last night, but it was a little too realistic, and now I still remember it vividly.

Watanabe Shiho turned his head sideways and glanced at the window, the glass was shining with glass in the morning light, and the window was not damaged at all, well, to confirm again, it was really a terrible nightmare last night.

Thinking of this, Watanabe Zhiho relaxed, his hands were stretched outward, he stretched his waist, and stayed in the warm quilt for a while before he got out of bed and washed.

After washing up, taking the bread I bought from the convenience store yesterday in my hand, with a carton of milk, Shiho Watanabe sat on a chair, eating bread and drinking milk in small bites, this is today's breakfast.

After breakfast, Shiho Watanabe threw the bread bag and milk carton into the trash, took out a set of clothes from the closet and put it on his body, dressed up, went to the entrance and put his feet in the high heels, bent down to put the velvet slippers in the shoe cabinet, opened the door, and a new day began.

Watanabe walked out of the house and subconsciously glanced out the window, there was no change in the slightest, no difference from usual, as if nothing had really happened.

Watanabe shook his head, leaving the last trace of suspense in his heart, rushed to the tram platform, and waited for five or six minutes for the tram to come.

Watanabe followed the flow of people into the tram, but fortunately there was still a vacant seat on the tram, she hurriedly walked over, occupied a seat, and sat down by the window.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Watanabe suddenly thought of the way home by the tram last night, and accidentally found the child playing with a slingshot shooting stones in the park, his beautiful eyes were slightly condensed, and a haze flashed in his heart.

Is it a coincidence, a dream, or a ......

Watanabe Zhiho's lips pursed slightly, and a trace of sadness appeared between his eyebrows unconsciously, and he couldn't dissolve.

Squeak!

The tram arrived.

Watanabe got off the tram, stepped on high heels, and walked in the direction of the company, and after half an hour, he came to the office building, took the elevator to the ninth floor, and after checking in at the punch card at the door of the company, he started today's front desk work.

Watanabe Shiho had been busy at the front desk all day, and as night approached, it was finally time to get off work.

Watanabe left from the door of the company, and when he came to the elevator to take the elevator, he found that there was an obstacle at the door, and a piece of paper was pasted on it: temporary maintenance of the elevator.

Watanabe Zhiho frowned slightly, looked at the notice on it again and again, and made sure that the elevator was really unusable, at least not for now.

She kicked her high heels on the ground, and looked at the staircase, nine floors, especially in high heels, it was not ordinary.

But thinking of the higher floors above, those with more than a dozen floors or even twenty or thirty floors, if you don't take the elevator, I'm afraid I'm more tired than her, thinking of this, Watanabe Zhiho doesn't feel so tired in his heart.

Watanabe turned around and left the elevator and walked towards the staircase, stepping on his high heels, and the sound of da-da-da, echoing on the stairs.

At this time, it was dusk, and the sun was setting, and the dusk afterglow sprinkled on the stairs through the glass, covering a layer of dusk color.

Watanabe Zhiho walked on the stairs alone, a little cautious, usually take the elevator, he didn't have much experience in walking the stairs in high heels, and he seemed to be a little dizzy when he watched the steps spread down one step at a time.

A few drops of fragrant sweat seeped from his forehead, Watanabe Shiho took out a tissue from his bag and wiped it, his breath was a little disordered, Watanabe Shiho gasped slightly, and stopped in the middle of the stairs leading to the fourth floor on the fifth floor to rest for a while.

After resting for a while, his breath calmed down a lot, and when Watanabe was about to leave, he suddenly felt something and looked up at the top of the stairs.

A little boy with a slingshot stood at the top of the stairs and smiled at her.

Rumble!

Watanabe Shiho's head was blank, and his heart was cold and creepy.

This little boy was none other than the strange little boy she had met in the park on her way home last night, and now he had appeared here.

For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Watanabe's mind.

Just when she shuddered in her heart, her eyes blinked, and the little boy at the top of the stairs above suddenly disappeared, and there was no figure, as if it had never existed.

"Could it be that I'm dazzled and hallucinating?" Watanabe muttered to himself.

At this time, several office workers complained about the problem of elevator maintenance, and walked into the staircase, and the originally quiet stairwell was a little more lively and popular.

Seeing this, Watanabe Shiho breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

After seven or eight minutes, Watanabe walked out of the office building.

Watanabe rushed to the platform and sat on a chair and waited for a while until the train arrived, then he got up and followed the flow of people into the train.

Watanabe stood in a corner of the train, holding his mobile phone and scrolling through the forum, which is a forum for urban weird talk.

Watanabe posted a post on the forum, telling about last night's nightmare and the little boy who played with the slingshot twice, and in less than a minute, someone replied one after another.

Building 1: Thinking by day, dreaming by night.

Building 2: Did the young lady hit the evil and touched something dirty?

Building 3: It's been a bit rough at night lately, so it's best not to go out.

……

Watanabe swiped the screen, reading the replies on the post one by one, thinking of what happened before and after last night, thoughtfully, "Did I really hit the evil spirit?" ”

Squeak!

The tram arrived.

Watanabe put aside the doubts in his mind and followed the flow of people out of the train.

Watanabe walked out of the platform and walked in the direction of home.

As she walked through the park, Watanabe slowed down, and she glanced at the place where she had met the strange little boy playing with a slingshot last night, but fortunately there was no one, otherwise she would have been scared to death.

Watanabe patted her chest, it seemed that she was thinking too much.

Watanabe bought a bento at a convenience store, but unfortunately there was no discount, and it was not available until after 11 o'clock in the evening, in addition to that, he also bought two cartons of milk and bread, and as usual, the bread was served as breakfast tomorrow.

Watanabe Shiho settled the bill in front of the cash register, carried the paper bag, walked out of the convenience store, and this time he didn't bump into anyone, and returned home with a smooth ride.

Watanabe threw off his high heels at the entrance, put on his velvet slippers on his feet, and walked into the house.

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