The smooth and cheerful tune in the brass music box made Itakura Masanobu a little distracted for a while.

Didn't wait for him to fully react.

Smack-

The box, which had just been unable to pry, opened on its own.

A plastic doll slowly rises inside.

It is almost 30 centimeters tall and dances the image of a ballerina girl.

There are many music boxes on the market, and when they are opened, there will be a small puppet inside, spinning and dancing to the music.

This extra-large brass music box is probably also of this style.

The girl in the box was dressed in a torn white tutu with crimson stains on the hem that could not tell whether it was paint or dried blood.

The music of "Puppy Waltz" is getting more and more cheerful.

The girl in the box spun non-stop.

Dance, dance.

Itakura Masanobu stared directly at the dancing girl doll, and inexplicably felt a little weird.

In a trance, he seemed to hear the sound of crying and complaining in the joyful music.

Soon, a waltz ended.

The doll girl in the box suddenly swung her plastic body, lifted the corners of her torn skirt with both hands, and bowed mechanically and twisted to Itakura Masanobu as if the curtain was ending.

Wait for the doll girl to writhe and raise her body again.

Itakura was horrified to find that its eyes were actually crying blood!

The eye sockets that were originally filled with plastic were empty at this time, only the two rounds of the black hole, and the black and red blood kept pouring out of them.

The dirty, rancid liquid fell onto the brass box and spilled onto the floor.

The sudden change frightened Itakura Masanobu sat on the floor.

Wow –

There was a rattling sound.

The ballet girl doll slammed into the box.

The hinge handle on the right side of the brass music box began to rotate.

The cheerful "Puppy Waltz" was played again, this time as if it had been transposed, faster than the last, more joyful, but more eerie.

The doll girl in the box did not rise again.

The inside of the open music box was pitch black, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

Itakura Masanobu seemed to hear a slight moan and sigh coming from inside.

"Hmm-"

The moaning in the box was a little more aggravated, and it was determined that it was not an auditory hallucination.

Syllable!

The brass music box swayed.

Something came out of the box.

It was a miserable white hand, no blood was visible, and the nails were black. It jerked out of the box and slammed onto the edge.

It's a person!

In the box is a person!

While the brass music box is indeed large, it is far from large enough to accommodate the next person.

Itakura was terrified, and what little sanity he had had told him he should run away at this time.

But it can't be done, it can't be done at all.

His feet were weak, as if he didn't belong to him, and he could still feel a fishy warmth in his pants.

The grandson of the Itakura family, who has been clothed and fed since childhood, where has he ever seen such a terrifying battle?

He was so frightened that he was incontinent.

Syllable! Syllable!

The brass box continues to shake, and the cheerful waltz continues to ring.

"Hmm-"

The audible moans were heavier.

Moreover, at this time, it is not just the hand that sticks out of the box.

Itakura Masanobu saw the long hair that was scattered, the skull, the bare feet stained with blood, and the tattered white tutu.

It's a woman.

A woman in a tutu is crawling out of a brass box that can't hold even half of her size!

"Don't! Stay back! ”

Itakura screamed.

His legs were still unable to exert his strength, and he could not get up from the ground, so he could only curl up and move backwards in horror with his hands.

But he didn't wait to move far.

Syllable!

The woman who crawled out of the music box grabbed his ankle with her hand.

The woman still had a third of her body, which remained in the box, and her upper body leaned out completely forward.

Her strength is surprisingly great.

Itakura only felt like his ankles were about to be crushed.

Titicaca.

The woman writhed stiffly, and there was a click of bones colliding on her body.

"It hurts......"

She said.

"Don't! Please, don't! Itakura spoke incoherently and wailed in pain.

But the woman in the box had no mercy.

With a slight force, the asakura on the ground was dragged like a dead dog, sliding out towards the terrifying brass box.

"I'm in pain......" the woman groaned.

There was another sound of bones colliding and shattering.

This time, though, the voice didn't come from a woman.

Rather, from Itakura's body.

He was horrified to find that his fingers and limbs had begun to twist, twisting into completely unreasonable horror shapes.

Pain.

The heart-rending pain spread throughout the body like an electric shock.

"Do you feel it? It hurts......"

The woman asked Itakura.

She was now completely pressed against Itakura's body, and she was dragging Itakura towards the box......

。 Jingle Bell – Jingle Bell -

The handle of the music box kept turning, and the cheerful waltz resounded continuously.

It was also mixed with Itakura Masanobu's groans and wails of pain.

Wait until the waltz is about to end.

Itakura's body was completely twisted and stuffed into a brass box.

Only his right hand remained, still stiff, clasping the outer edge of the box.

In the next second, Itakura's five fingers loosened, and they fell into the box weakly.

Syllable!

The music box closes.

All is calm.

All that was left was the strange brass box, quietly placed in the hallway of the Itakura house.

After a while, even the music box disappeared.

In the Itakura family villa in Naniwa District, it was as if nothing had happened.

……

A few days later.

A logistics terminal in Osaka.

A tightly packed package was carried by two couriers and loaded onto the delivery vehicle.

"This thing...... Uh, it's heavy! What's in it? It felt like the package was weighing as much as two adults. ”

The courier put the package into the compartment and looked at the logistics information on it again.

The sender's column reads, Rin Iijima.

The recipient column reads, Itakura Yoshizo.

Wait until the delivery cart starts.

There seemed to be a slight noise in the package in the carriage.

Jingle Bell – Jingle Bell -

The next song, "Puppy Waltz", will be played at the Itakura house somewhere in Osaka.

……

The real world.

National Hanabell High School.

Today is the last day of the semester and the final exams are organized in the school.

After Kamiya finished his last math exam, he walked out of the classroom with a swollen mind.

As he walked, he sighed in his heart: "The knowledge points in high school are really a bit difficult." ”

On weekdays, Kamiyagawa spends most of his time and energy on weird games and daily exercises, and has very little time allocated to studying.

Basically, I only find time to learn something in school.

But even so, his grades are still a lot better than "before", and he is currently in the middle of the grade, the ordinary and inconspicuous kind.

The results of this semester's final exams are estimated to be similar.

Of course, as long as Kamiyagawa wants to, he can do better.

For example, call out Prajna and help him look around the exam room to see the answer or something.

But this is just a final exam, and even if it really fails, Kamiya feels that it doesn't matter.

"Forget it, forget it. Now it's time for the holidays, and I still have a lot to do. ”

Kamiyagawa walked down the school building with his bag on his back alone.

When I was waiting to change my shoes, I opened the shoe cabinet and saw several pink envelopes inside.

Love letter again.

Japanese high school students stuff love letters in their shoe cabinets, which is considered a traditional art.

When Kamiyagawa was in school, he received a lot of it every three or five times.

"It's so popular, but it's really distressing."

Kamiya sighed so narcissistically, and casually put away a few love letters, and without opening them, they stuffed them directly into their bags.

When he was packing up the love letters, the purple-and-white Prajna outlined his figure from his side.

Curiously probe your brain.

After seeing the whole stack of envelopes in Kamiya's hand, he sneered and shook his head again, and disappeared.

"This guy ......"

After receiving the love letter, Kamiyagawa took out his phone and saw a Line message on it.

It was sent by a girl named Keiko Aragaki from the next class.

This girl added Kamiya's Line a month ago, and then insisted on sending him "good morning" and "good night" messages every morning and evening, and occasionally shared a little daily life.

Kamiya saw her news, and basically couldn't read it back.

He usually doesn't have much leisure to go back to other people's lines, and it takes time and energy to socialize.

Generally, except for the message sent by Onizuka Kirita, Kamiyagawa will reply when he sees it, and he will not give any response to anyone else.

There is no unilateral communication like this, and the average person gives up after a few days of trying.

But this Keiko Aragaki is different, and she has persevered until now.

[Keiko Aragaki: Kamiya-san, can you come to the artificial lake?] I have something to say to you. ]

[Keiko Aragaki: If you don't come, I'll ...... Always waiting for you here! ]

"Tsk, trouble." Kamiya looked at the news and just shook his head.

The artificial lake of Hanabell High School is a holy place for confession and couples' dates.

On the last day of the end of the semester, you can ask the opposite sex to go there, and you can know what the other person wants to do with your ass.

"Girl, confession is not a charge to attack, but a clarion call for final victory. You can't take me like that. ”

Kamiya turned off his phone screen, but after changing his shoes, he walked towards the school's artificial lake.

This girl named Keiko Aragaki is a little too insistent, and she doesn't give up if she doesn't hit the south wall, and if she refuses in person, it's good for each other.

……

artificial

。 Lake.

The sunset casts on the lake, and the water ripples.

A girl in a sailor suit, a short skirt, and over-the-knee socks was standing nervously on the edge of a fence.

She was holding an envelope in her hand.

Because I unconsciously pinched the ground too tightly, the edges of the envelope were a little wrinkled.

This JK girl is naturally Keiko Aragaki.

This kid's complexion is a healthy wheat color, and he has a bit of a high school hot girl temperament.

She deliberately put on exquisite full makeup today, wore sun-throwing contact lenses, and carefully curled her hair, which matched her already good face.

Honestly, it's pretty good.

I don't know how long I waited.

Keiko finally saw someone walking slowly along the stone path of the artificial lake.

Wearing a clean white shirt, his complexion is white among boys, and the whole person has a lazy and lazy temperament.

Inattentive, when bored, his eyes don't have much brilliance, like dead fish eyes. But in Keiko's eyes, it is also particularly attractive!

That's right.

It's Kamiya-kun.

He's coming over after receiving his Line!

Keiko Aragaki's little heart was pounding, and it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.

"That, that! Good afternoon, Kamiya-kun! When Kamiya approached, she hurriedly said hello, and almost bit her tongue in a hurry.

"Ah, it's almost night, isn't it?" Kamiyagawa stood still in front of the girls.

"This ...... Not the point, right? ”

Keiko Aragaki was a little confused, but quickly thought about what she should be doing now.

She threw herself into a frenzy, as she had rehearsed many times before, bowed her head and reached out and handed the envelope in her hand to Kamiyagawa.

"Kamiya-kun, I like you! I like it very much! Please mingle with me! This summer, I want to invite you to go to the beach with me, I, I bought a very sexy swimsuit......"

The more the girl spoke, the quieter her voice became because of her shyness, and finally her hands trembled slightly.

Kamiya listened to her silently, sighed softly, and then reached out and returned the envelope in Keiko Aragaki with little too much force.

"I'm sorry, I can't say yes. You're good, Aragaki-san, but not my type. Kamiya casually refused.

Although she had a certain amount of mental preparation, she was really rejected in person, and Keiko still felt extremely frustrated.

She lowered her hand holding the love letter in frustration.

And beside Kamiyagawa, Mary, who didn't know when she appeared, also loosened her hand that was clenching the machete with satisfaction.

"If there's nothing else to do, I'll go first, I wish you a happy life."

After rejecting the girl's intentions more seriously, Kamiya is ready to be open.

"Wait, wait!" But Keiko Aragaki didn't give up, and reopened her mouth to stop Kamiyagawa, "Can you tell me?" Kamiya-kun: What kind of girls do you like? ”

Kamiyagawa: ......

You may not believe it, but I like to be able to fight......

Although he thought so in his heart, it seemed strange if he really said it, so Kamiya simply said nonsense:

"I like it, a very smart student who is a top girl, the kind that can be admitted to Waseda in college."

"Guaranteed Waseda!?"

"Can't you? That's what I'm going to do. ”

"Absolutely...... Then I'...... Then I'll ......" Keiko Aragaki thought about it, and with her grades, she could only rank in the middle and bottom of an average high school like Hanazu.

If she really loved to study, she wouldn't have spent a lot of time dressing up on exam day and then confessing to her sweetheart.

"So, if you really like me, study hard. Come on, girl! ”

While Keiko was still distracted, Kamiya turned around and waved goodbye.

As the co-owner of ghosts and gods appointed above, he thinks that the youthful campus love of ordinary people is destined to have nothing to do with him.

This Keiko Aragaki is not like Pranya and Mary, nor is she proficient in the art of removing spirits like Hotaru Onizuka, so it would definitely not be a good thing for her to get too close to Kamiya.

As for "if you love me, I'll be admitted to Waseda", of course, it's nonsense.

Waseda University, a world-class university, is so easy to get into.

And even if a miracle happens, Keiko Aragaki will have the help of God and learn from the possession of Kinjiro Ninomiya, and she will really go to Waseda University.

After entering that kind of top university, her horizons will be broadened, and she will come into contact with many excellent people.

When the time comes, the "Kamiya-kun" that I liked when I was young will definitely be nothing.

"And if she does go to Waseda, then I should have done a good thing, right?"

Kamiya laughed helplessly in his heart as he walked.

At this time, Keiko Aragaki, who was frozen in place, finally reacted.

She looked up and saw only the back of Kamiyagawa, stretched long and far away in the afterglow of early autumn.

It seems lonely and lonely, and people can't get close.

"It doesn't matter if you're lying to me...... I'll study hard, just watch, Kamiya-kun! ”

The girl clenched her fists and made up her mind in her heart.

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