Harumi Tsubuda didn't understand the current situation.

Did I do something that everyone hated?

But she didn't have a chance to verify it with her friends for the time being, because the bell for class had already rang, and Mr. Arimura, who taught "Theory of Management Organization", had already entered the classroom.

Mr. Arimura is a man in his 40s, who wears glasses and is always very kind.

He walked to the church, cleared his throat and greeted the students, then flipped through the roster: "So, let's take a roll call before class." ”

"Umezu Yuki."

"Here."

"Keiji Suehiro."

"Here."

“……”

“……”

Harumi Tsubata was entangled in the strange episode before class while listening to the roll call of the village teacher.

It seems like it's about to be my turn.

"Chana Takehara."

"Here."

Teacher Arimura called on the name of her friend Chana, and Chana, who left Tsubata and sat in the back row of the classroom, responded in a weak tone.

Then, next up is Pingtian.

Her serial number on the roster is linked to Chanel.

At this time, the famous teacher Arimura, who was fluently pointing on the podium, suddenly stopped.

The always kind teacher looked at the name on the roster and closed his lips hard, his throat squirming as if a mouthful of thick phlegm was stuck there.

The hand of the village teacher holding the roster was unconsciously forced, and the paper rubbed and wrinkled in his palm.

"Ping...... Twilight Kengo. ”

Arimura Sensei spoke, skipping the unspeakable name.

After deliberately ignoring it like this, he felt extremely relaxed.

"I ......"

Pingtian, who was already ready to answer, was completely stunned.

The roll call in the class continued, and after crossing Pingtian, the process became smooth again.

A few minutes later, Mr. Arimura called the name of the last student on the roster, and he smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, everyone is here today, so let's start the class." ”

Books are flipped in the classroom, chalk rubbing against the blackboard.

For others, a normal lesson in business organization begins.

And Harumi Tsurota sat alone in the audience, her body trembled unconsciously, her left and right were empty, and her already thin figure was even thinner.

Obviously, the classroom was full of people, but Pingtian seemed to be sitting in a wasteland, sitting in a darkness with no end in sight.

She was out of place with everything around her.

Deceptive, right?

Why?

What the hell is going on?

……

Jingle Bell –

The bell rings for the end of class.

The village teacher put down the chalk, put away the lecture notes, and instructed, "Okay, everyone hand in all the exercises assigned last week." ”

Except for a few students who did not complete their homework, everyone else did the same.

Harumi Tsuboda got up from her seat in despair and put the exercise paper she had worked the weekend on the podium and placed it in the most conspicuous place.

"Arimura Teacher ......"

The girl didn't know what to say.

She just wanted to be noticed.

Teacher Arimura is usually very kind, and students will talk to him and answer his questions carefully.

But now, the teacher didn't look up at Pingtian all the time, and let her stand there as if she didn't exist.

Tons, tons.

Teacher Arimura stacked up the collected exercise papers, knocked on the podium, and then walked away as if fleeing.

And before he left, he left a scroll on the podium.

The handwriting on the scroll was neat, and the answers to the questions were written with great care.

The name column reads: [Harumi Tsubota]

"Why?"

Tsubata stared blankly at the exercise that had been deliberately left on the podium, only to feel that the handwriting on it had become distorted, and the black notes twisted and entangled, making her dizzy and making her feel a strong sense of vomiting.

So, did you do it on purpose?

Whether it's Chanel or Arimura Sensei.

People deliberately turn a blind eye to themselves?

But why?

Did I do something nasty?

Tell me!

"I know ...... I didn't do anything. ”

In the classroom, Pingtian was the only one left, just like the answer sheet that was deliberately left, lonely, fluttering, with clear marks on white paper and black letters.

……

It's still snowing in Tokyo today.

The roads must have been sprinkled with industrial salt, and the snow did not condense into thin ice, but turned into black dirty snow.

Pingtian was alone, and the six gods were walking on the way home.

She was still thinking about what was happening at school.

Thinking about whether you have really done something bad will make your friends and teachers hate you.

However, she really couldn't think of it.

Bell Bell –

A bicycle bell rang ahead.

At the corner of the road, a reckless young man sprang out on his bicycle.

"Be careful!"

Pingtian, who was preoccupied, couldn't dodge in time, and when he reacted, the young man and his bicycle had already rushed in front of him.

Bang!

Harumi Tsubata fell heavily to the ground, her palms brushing the ground, and it hurt hotly.

"Sorry, you're ......"

The troubled young man hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull Pingtian, but as soon as his eyes fell on the girl who was knocked down by him, he became frightened.

It's as if you've seen something bad and you're going to have something ominous.

The young man slammed his outstretched hand back and quickly mounted his bicycle without looking back.

Only Pingtian was left, and Pingtian's raised hand was still frozen in the air.

Her palms were scratched, and the rough snow flakes and dirty muddy water stuck to her hands, stinging and cold.

The girl watched helplessly as the perpetrator escaped, opened her mouth, and turned her head to look at the other passers-by around her.

However, everyone is the same.

He only stayed on her for a moment, then hurriedly looked away and walked away quickly, for fear of having something to do with her.

Not only in school, but also outside.

Tsubuda knew that everyone could see herself, but everyone was deliberately ignoring her and isolating her.

Why, on earth why are you treating me like this?

Am I a being that everyone hates and avoids?

The tight strings in Tsubota's heart broke, wrapped in an indescribable sense of depression and fear.

The girl's emotions finally broke down, and tears welled up in her eyes, smudging the delicate makeup on her face.

"You ...... You ......"

Look at me, everyone.

I'm right here, and you can all see me.

Why do you want to do this?

Today, the sky over Tokyo is gray and snowflakes are fluttering.

Titicaca.

Smack.

In a trance, Pingtian heard the sound again.

The sound of a fingernail scratching a wooden plank, the sound of water dripping on the ground.

There is also the indiscerning source, layered of indifferent illusory voices: "Unless the fire burns, unless your body is buried......"

Tsubota's heart tightened suddenly, thumping in his chest.

"Please, look at me......"

……

Hachioji City, the annex of the Kazuki family.

After Kazuki's funeral was over, Kamiyagawa returned here.

This time it wasn't a solitary visit, but he was joined by people from the countermeasure room.

Kamiyagawa has already applied to the countermeasures office for an investigation of Kobinzawa.

However, because Xiao Binze in the Land of Curse did not have much useful literature to preserve, the beginning of the investigation was placed in Xiangyue's house.

According to the introduction of the Enma Xiangyuexun, who has both old and young duality, the grandfather of her family before her death was Xiao Binze, and the blood of the Xiangyue family also contains Xiao Binze's resentment and curse.

Starting with the Kazuki family, you may be able to find some useful clues.

"Mr. Kazuki, I'm sorry to disturb me again."

"You ......"

When Kamiyagawa brought people to Kazuki's house, Mr. Kazuki who stayed here was extremely surprised.

He couldn't react a little -

Two days ago, the young man who came to participate in the mourning, claiming to be a junior of his aunt's shogi, actually turned into a policeman with a Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department certificate, and brought several colleagues to investigate.

Moreover, this young man named Kamiyagawa is obviously the youngest of these people who came to the door today.

But everyone else seems to be looking ahead of him.

However, surprised to be surprised, Mr. Kazuki still maintained his demeanor and did not act aggressively.

He thought that Kamiya and the others had come to the door for his aunt's death.

And Mr. Xiangyue did not do anything bad about this, so he chose to cooperate with the investigation.

The Kazuki family's mansion is quite large, and the carpet search here has been going on from morning to evening.

After Xiangyue's death, there was no transcendent aura left here, so the perception ability of the spirit remover was of little use.

If you want to find clues that may be useful here, you can only rely on manpower to look through the ordinary objects left by Xiangyue's grandfather in the old mansion, and find out if there are any clues related to Xiao Binze.

Therefore, the personnel in the countermeasure room brought by Kamiya this time are not the type with strong strength.

is that they are all more serious and careful, and there are police detectives among the personnel.

In the tearoom of the Kazuki family, Kamiyagawa and the current head of the house, Kazuki Hayato, sit opposite each other and drink tea.

Listen to each other tell about some family things.

For example, Kazuki's grandfather, who is also the great-grandfather of Mr. Kazuki Hayato, this old gentleman's name is Kazuki Wang.

Xiangyuewang left Xiao Binze at the age of sixteen and came to Kanto to work hard.

Through certain opportunities, he devoted himself to the real estate industry and earned his first pot of gold, so as to gain a firm foothold in the Kanto region and establish an industry.

Later, Xiangyue's family withered, and the last bloodline seedling Xiangyue Xun also fell asleep due to a strange illness.

The Kazuki family's business is run by Mr. Falato's mother.

As Xiang Yuexun said, her brother and sister-in-law did not have much business talent, and it didn't take long for them to be forced to sell part of the Xiang Yue family's assets.

But it can be regarded as a blessing for Seon, and this forced operation just avoided the period when Japan's bubble economy burst later.

The impact of the Great Depression on Japan was enormous, and of course the Kazuki family was inevitable.

But the money left is enough for the family to continue to live without worry.

"Hmmm......"

Kamiyagawa listened to Mr. Kazuki's narration and took another sip of tea.

He had heard these things talk about the Enma Girl before, and they were pretty much the same, and there was no conflict in the family history.

"Mr. Xiangyue, can you tell us more about your great-grandfather Xiangyuewang?" Kamiya asked.

"Great-grandfather, I don't know much about him. All I know is that this abode was left by my great-grandfather. According to my mother, my great-grandfather stopped talking about business for a few years before he died, and handed over the business work to my grandfather, and he himself returned to live here for a long time until he passed away. ”

"That's right."

Tuk tuk.

The conversation, which was fairly harmonious, was interrupted by a knock on the door.

The sliding door of the tea room opens from the outside.

A police detective who came with Kamiya was standing at the door: "Mr. Kamiya, I think, you should take a look at this." ”

The detective handed over a yellowed book with a leather texture on the cover.

At first glance, it is very old.

"This was found in the shelves on the lower level of the study." The detective further said, "There are also a lot of books in the study that record curses, but no one has read them for a long time, and this is the most notable one. ”

Kamiyagawa took the book.

It can be seen that this book itself does not have any transcendent atmosphere.

He couldn't help but congratulate himself on his foresight, brought the members of the countermeasure room who were careful and meticulous, and also applied for the transfer of a few police detectives affiliated with the countermeasure room.

Without the help of these people, it would be too difficult to find some useful clues in the Xiangyue family.

The Xiangyue Hayato on the side looked at it curiously, and shook his head again: "Is it the study room with sundries?" The things in it are all left over from my great-grandfather's time.,I rarely go in.,So I haven't seen this book either.。 ”

In Mr. Kazuki's impression, the study was very messy, with a lot of messy things and a lot of books.

It's hard for these people to find something in it that interests them.

In fact, Kazuki Hayato had also noticed at this time that Kamiyagawa and the others did not seem to have come for the death of their aunt Kazuki Kami, and they seemed to be more interested in their great-grandfather Kazuki Wang.

I don't know what exactly is being investigated.

Kamiyagawa, on the other hand, had already opened the leather cover of the notebook, which was a notebook.

The paper inside is also yellowish and wrinkled with moisture.

The handwriting left behind by the pen is a little blurry, but barely legible.

And the content in the notebook should be recorded by Xiang Yuewang-

……

I feel that my time is short, and I may disappear from this world at any time like Xiao Binze, and this feeling has become stronger recently.

Before I could no longer hold my pen at all, I felt the need to write down what I had researched and understood, which should be useful. About my hometown, about Xiao Binze.

It was as if it had been destroyed overnight, and by the time I got the news, it had become a barren land. The people I knew, the people who lived there, probably died.

After the destruction of Xiao Binze, no one could get close to it, and no one wanted to talk about it. I tried going back to Aomori to see what was going on in my hometown. But the closer I got to Hakkoda, the more my heart throbbed. I have a feeling that as long as I return to the vicinity of Xiao Binze, I will definitely die.

Absolute.

So I gave up the trip back to my hometown and returned to my old house in Kanto. I locked myself up, and I read a lot of books about curses. I can now be sure that the destruction of little Binze was due to a curse, and that curse was also passed on to me. Otherwise, why do I always hear some strange sounds at night?

Also, cursed and killed the entire Xiao Binze, the person who did all this. I guess it's just him-

Mr. Aoyagi. (End of chapter)