Editing Ghost Hunt:Volume1 Chapter6 (section)

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We quickly ran out of the building, followed by Bou-san and John. Afterwards the building became quiet. 

We gazed at the old school building. 

The sounds had stopped. We were finally able to think about what happened. 

I felt a sharp pain in my hand. I looked down and noticed the cuts and scratches in my palm. Was this from when I climbed out the window? 

How's Kuroda? The glass practically shattered into her. When I turned to look at her, I saw the gashes on her body. 

"Are you okay?" 

Noticing little pieces of glass in her hair, I reached my hand out and removed them. 

"Don't move. Are there any glass shards in your clothes?" 

Kuroda shook her head. 

Miko-san wiped off some of Kuroda's blood with a handkerchief. 

Bou-san looked at Naru. "...What was that?" 

Naru didn't reply. He just gazed at the old school building, a dazed look in his eyes. 

"Was that ground subsidence?" asked Bou-san. 

"I wonder..." Naru mumbled to himself. 

"What the hell?! Didn't you say that there're no strong poltergeists here!" Bou-san yelled. 

Naru had nothing to say. His hand was crimson red. In order to help us escape, he received serious injuries. 

"Naru... Your hand," I said. 

"Huh?" He looked at his hand, finally noticing his injury. 

"It's okay. It's not a big deal." 

When Miko-san finished taking the glass pieces out of Kuroda's clothes, she turned toward Naru. 

"Can land subsidence do that? That sound wasn't from rotting wood. That was definitely the sound of someone knocking on the wall." 

Bou-san laughed, "You're exaggerating. Are you saying a giant was there? You don't know how to explain the feeling, so you just compare it to a huge hand knocking on the walls." 

"It could be." 

Ah, when it comes to insulting Naru, they're best friends. 

Miko-san patted the dust off of her clothes. "How stupid of me. I almost believed this child." 

"...Give him a break. It can't be helped. After all, he's still young." 

Naru was silent. He just looked at the old school building. His face was void of feeling, but for some reason he still seemed strong. 

"I wonder... Get back to work." 

"Yeah, we have to at least finish the job here." 

What... An annoying guy. 

Even though you're not an outgoing guy, you do settle down in these kind of situations. 

Those two laughed around, then left. John silently helped Kuroda treat her wounds. 

"Naru?" I asked. 

"Hm?" 

He said in an empty tone. He didn't even look at me. 

"If you don't treat your hand..." 

The glass must've pierced a big blood vein. Blood flowed down his left hand and dripped off his fingertips, leaving a pool of black blood on the ground. 

"It's all right. It'll clot soon." 

"But..." I couldn't say it. 

Naru didn't even turn around to look at me. His tone was cold, and his face expressionless. 

"What I'm saying is..." 

"Help bandage Kuroda's wounds." 

"Okay." 

"As of now, I need to calm down. I hate myself so much I can't stand it." 

...Okay. 

You... Are filled with pride.