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| − | Unfortunately, my computer is buggy, and I can't seem to display the text correctly. If anyone can copy and paste the file correctly, please do so. I will take care of all the formating and other stuff. The file is located [http://www.datafilehost.com/download.php?file=05778a19 here] (if this link is broken, feel free to e-mail me or PM me for the text). If you manage to paste this properly, please e-mail me or PM me. Thank you in advance. |
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| + | ==Chapter 1 - Pressure Falling== |
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| − | --[[User:Jumpyshoes|Jumpyshoes]] 10:58, 24 August 2007 (PDT) |
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| + | === 1 === |
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| − | yLots of evil spiritsIHz |
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| + | The following day had nice weather and the sakura trees on the road to school were forming a beautiful white tunnel. |
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| − | @@@@@@@@@@Fuyumi Ono |
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| + | Along with the nice weather I, for some reason, was feeling better too. In the morning, when I saw the sky clearing away and the sun rising, I suddenly felt myself full of energy, and went to school earlier than usual. |
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| + | I was passing through the tunnel of roadside sakura trees on my way to school when I suddenly felt like seeing the old school building. |
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| + | The old school building was standing on the opposite side of the sports ground facing the new one. A wooden, half-demolished building. A building that had many bad rumors going around about it. Everyone considered it a haunted mansion. |
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| − | @Prologue |
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| + | Are the rumors true? |
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| + | I decided to go. |
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| − | @It's a total darkness in the room. A blue penlight's glow is moving around. A light too weak to illuminate the entire room. What the blue light is shining on is the floating silhouette of the girl who is holding the penlight. |
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| − | @It is raining outside. The voice of the little girl is sweeping somewhere through the lonely sounds of the falling rain. |
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| − | uccThis is a story I heard from my uncle before. |
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| − | @One summer my uncle went to the mountain with a friend of his. They walked, aiming to see the summit of that mountain.v |
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| − | @She paused for a moment. |
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| − | uccAnd you know, the weather was nice, but they lost their way, even though they have been there before. |
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| − | @They should have arrived at the top in about three hours, but no matter how they walked they couldn't reach it. |
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| − | @Even though it's strange, they kept on walking, a completely unknown mountain ridge appeared above them and they couldn't understand where they were anymore. Anyway, under these circumstances they decided to return, and took the way from which they came, but after they walked for a little while the same place appeared before them. |
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| − | @No matter how many times they walked that way, they always came to the same ridge, eventually it got dark and they had no choice, but to camp at that place.v |
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| − | @No one is able to open their mouths now. |
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| − | uThe night came. They sat by the camp-fire for a chat, when they heard a man's voice. A voice that was asking for help.The two of them looked around for the voice's owner, but couldn't see anyone. Trying to call for him didn't give a result too. |
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| − | @And just when they were thinking that it was just their imagination, they heard the voice again.This time it was closer than before, they searched again, but after all there was no one around. |
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| − | @The same thing happened many times again and the voice was steadily closing in to them. At the end the voice got so close to them that it was coming from the campfire. Someone's breath, footsteps and even clothes' rubbing sound could be heard, but still they couldn't see anyone there. As anyone would, they got a very bad feeling about that, so my uncle's friend began chanting a "namuamidabutsu" prayer.All the sounds started to tone down. |
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| − | @The two of them couldn't sleep that night at all and waited for the dawn. In the morning they realized that near the camp there was a cairn.v |
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| − | uCairn ?v |
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| − | uYeah. When a man died in the mountain, they piled up some stones at that place instead of a grave. That's called a cairn. |
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| − | @\\You see, that cairn was at about a man's height. It was impossible to miss it. Still they didn't notice it the day before. |
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| − | @The dead person probably felt lonely and tried to invite them... or something like that. |
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| − | @I still wonder what could have happened if my uncle's friend didn't do the "namiamidabutsu" prayer.v |
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| − | @Yuuri finishes her story and leaves the rain's sound to be the only sign of activity around us. |
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| − | @She quietly turned off the penlight. |
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| − | @Another two lights remained inside the room. |
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| − | uNext is Mai.v |
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| − | @Keiko suggests from the darkness. |
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| − | @I, being the expert among us, started my story. |
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| − | uccIt's a story I heard when I was a grade student. |
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| − | @On a night street there was a woman going back home. That was in the autumn, so her body got cold midway and she felt she needed to go to the toilet. She was just passing near a park and thought she could use the public toilet in there. |
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| − | @A public bathroom at night doesn't feel right, does it?@Because it's dark and all... |
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| − | @Although she didn't want she went into the toilet.Then, she heard a voice calling out of the thin air.v |
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| − | @I made my high-pitched voice tremble. |
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| − | uDo you want a red mantle?v |
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| − | uNo-o!v |
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| − | @Someone screams. |
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| − | uThat woman totally frightened, left the toilet. |
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| − | @But somehow the door was stuck. |
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| − | @The door jolted and again she heard the same voice "Do you want a red mantle?". She hit the door with all her might, but it didn't open.And when she heard the voice for the third time she answered "No, I don't want". Right after that the door opened quickly.v |
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| − | @No one can speak out. Only a weak rough noise of breathing mingled with the sound of the rain is audible. |
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| − | @I continue the story. |
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| − | uThe woman got out of the restroom in a haste and was so scared that she just couldn't go home by herself, then she saw two patrol policemen passing by. |
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| − | @She greeted the policemen and told them about what happened while going home. They told her "That was probably a molester who had hidden himself somewhere inside the bathroom. We can't catch him by ourselves.", so she had to go inside again. |
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| − | @Before she entered the toilet again the police man told her "When the voice asks you again, please say yes." |
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| − | @Then the woman entered the toilet and soon after that she heard the creepy voice "Do you want a red mantle?". She, as instructed, answered with "Yes". And at the same instant a terrible scream spoiled the midnight silence.v |
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| − | uThe door opened quickly, and the woman there was dead.v |
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| − | @Raindrop sounds. Raindrops... |
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| − | uShe was covered in red just like she was wearing a red mantle. |
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| − | @She was dyed in a deep red blood. Her body was pierced so that it looked like the pointer of a compass, full of small holes everywhere.v |
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| − | @Everyone gave a scream. |
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| − | uNo!v |
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| − | uWaah!v |
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| − | @Hearing the screams, I turned off the penlight. |
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| − | @Only one light was left. |
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| − | @Only one blue light was still shining... Michiru started her story. |
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| − | uIt's a story about this school...v |
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| − | @The blue light is shining on Michiru's hair, her hair that is hanging down from around her face. |
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| − | uMai, have you heard the story of the old school building?v |
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| − | @I turn my face shaking my neck in a negative answer. |
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| − | uStrange. |
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| − | @At the ex-school building there is a wooden building at the opposite side of the sports ground. The half-collapsed building.v |
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| − | u...So. |
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| − | @It wasn't collapsed. That's where the reconstruction stopped.v |
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| − | uWhy...?v |
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| − | @Michiru smiled like a ghost. |
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| − | uCurse...v |
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| − | uC-c-curse?v |
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| − | uYes... |
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| − | @That building was cursed... a lot of strange incidents happened there. Every year a teacher and a pupil died there... Was it a fire or an incident, only bad things happened there.v |
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| − | @I saw that right after I entered this school. The old building had half-collapsed. It was full of broken glass and walls around. Really, that building is a scary place. |
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| − | uThe new school building was built before ten years. |
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| − | @That time, when they had to demolish the old building to start the construction, strange things happened. A machine stopped and workers got ill. But still they tried to break the west wall, and the roof fell down. All the way from the second floor. All of the workers on the first floor died.v |
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| − | @Diseases, injuries, incidents... |
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| − | uThereupon the construction was suspended. It was left like that, with the west side collapsed, for a long time. |
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| − | @After that unpleasant things continued to happen. A child from the neighbourhood was found dead in the ex-building, three days after that a teacher committed suicide there... |
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| − | @...The demolition was restarted last year in order to rebuild the gym. But again only the half of it got demolished, before the work got suspended. The same as last time. A machine broke, a worker got...v |
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| − | @...huh. |
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| − | uOnce a truck went out of control and drove through the sports ground during class. Two students died and seven sere severely injured. It was on the newspapers too.v |
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| − | @...I don't like this. |
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| − | @Michiru keeps on in a low voice. |
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| − | uMy senpai's friend saw a man's ghost at the ex-building... |
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| − | @A person's white shadow was looking at her from the second floor, she said. The road around the school fence isn't a place to walk at night. When I was walking my dog at night at that street I felt someone looking at me. When I turned around, from the window of a half-collapsed classroom a white silhouette was...v |
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| − | uIt can't be...v |
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| − | @Keiko raises her voice. |
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| − | uIt's true. ...and that person was waving his hand like he was inviting me. |
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| − | @I got the feeling that I shouldn't go inside the old school so I left staggering on my feet.v |
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| − | uA-and..?v |
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| − | uThat's all. When I started walking my dog bursted in barking with great energy, so I got back there. I looked again at the window, but the person wasn't there anymore.v |
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| − | uHyaa...v |
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| − | u...I'm turning it off.v |
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| − | @Michiru sais quietly. The room got quiet again. |
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| − | @With a weak sound Michiru's penlight disappeared. The vicinity was wrapped up in the darkness and the sound of the rain. |
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| − | @Keiko says with a hazy voice from inside the darkness. |
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| − | uOne...v |
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| − | @Her voice is trembling. After we tell the ghost stories and turn off the lights we have to count upwards from one. The last one should be a ghost. |
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| − | @Yuuri's voice. |
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| − | uTwo...v |
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| − | @Mine. |
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| − | uThree...v |
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| − | @Michiru's low voice. |
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| − | uFour...v |
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| − | @There are four of us. Are we about to hear a fifth voice? |
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| − | @We strained our ears. *Raindrops* |
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| − | uFIVEv |
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| − | KYAAA!!! |
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| − | @We all screamed horrified at once. We fell into panic with agonizing cries. |
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| − | @What was!?@This voice!?! |
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| − | @Keiko and the others embrace themselves in fear. |
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| − | uNo-o, no-oIv |
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| − | @At that instant, the dark room was lit up. |
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| − | @Near the door there is a lights switch. |
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| − | @Under the small green light there is a group of unsociable looking students among the desks. In the school basement there is a Audio-Video room, that's where we are.@We turned around, and saw a tall boy standing near the door, looking at us with interest. |
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| − | @He has an impressively beautiful face. A hair as dark as the night, and a deep gloomy look in his eyes. With well-matched black clothes. His white face and hands are like the melting moonlight inside the twilight abyss. |
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| − | @Without an uniform. Is he an exchange student? |
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| − | @Keiko asked. |
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| − | uW...was that you?v |
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| − | uYes... did I do something wrong?v |
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| − | @A nice peaceful voice. |
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| − | @Michiru sits down relieved. |
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| − | uAhh, that surprised me. I thought I was going to die.v |
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| − | uExcuse me. The lights were off so I thought there was nobody in here, but suddenly I heard voices... so I just..v |
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| − | uThat's... it's alright!v |
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| − | @Keiko says joyfully, |
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| − | uAre you an exchange student?v |
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| − | @He paused a little. |
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| − | u...is it like that, I wonder...v |
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| − | @What's with this pause? |
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| − | uA first-year?v |
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| − | u...I'm seventeen this year.v |
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| − | @A strange way to answer. |
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| − | uSo, you are a senpai.v |
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| − | @Keiko says that with a lively voice. ...She is the kind that is attracted only by the looks. |
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| − | @Actually this guy is really handsome. A tall figure. Long foot too. And again, a beautiful face. |
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| − | @...But I kind of feel something weird from him. It's just a feeling, but I can tell we don't match. |
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| − | @Michiru says with a smiling face. |
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| − | uWe are sory to have surprised you too! |
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| − | @...we were telling ghost stories.v |
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| − | uHeehv |
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| − | @He said and smiled. |
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| − | uWould you mind if I joined you?v |
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| − | @Everyone brought up a happy scream. |
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| − | uPlease, please... do sit here.v |
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| − | @Michiru pulled his arm. |
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| − | uWhat is your name?v |
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| − | uShibuya...v |
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| − | @Keiko's eyes form a heart at that moment. |
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| − | uShibuya-senpai, do you like ghost stories too?v |
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| − | uSort of.v |
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| − | @He smiled. |
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| − | @Everyone screamed of happiness again, but after all I had this feeling of unrest coming from him. I wonder why, but I didn't really like him. |
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| − | uShibuya-san...v |
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| − | @I said, and he turned at my direction. |
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| − | @M? As I said his face was expressing a smile. But I felt it. This guy had something hidden under the surface. His eyes aren't smiling. |
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| − | uWhat are you doing in a place like this?v |
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| − | uI had something to take care of.v |
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| − | uThen do it faster, because we'll be going home now.v |
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| − | uEeh!v |
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| − | @Keiko and Michiru exclaim dissatisfied. Even Yuuri who has been quiet until now, pulls my uniform. |
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| − | uThat Mai...Don't worry about it senpai. |
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| − | @What is it that you have to do here?@We will help you!v |
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| − | u...ah, it's only some tape dubbing...v |
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| − | @Shibuya-senpai once again forces his smile smile. |
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| − | uThe truth is, I'm in a hurry right now. |
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| − | @How about, next time you tell ghost stories, let me join in?v |
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| − | uThen, tomorrow after school!v |
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| − | @Keiko waves her tail. |
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| − | uAlright. Where?v |
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| − | uOur homeroom! Room F1!v |
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| − | @He smiled, bowing his head in assent. |
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| − | uOk, then we are off. Goodbye.v |
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| − | @Michiru stood in an unusually graceful manner. |
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| − | uTake care.v |
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| − | uYees.(heart)v |
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| − | @Everyone was in high spirits, Keiko and the others pleased with themselves, and me, who was the only one unsatisfied and thinking about what happened in the A/V room. |
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| + | Maybe it is true. Being abandoned for a long time, the windows are clouded in dust. More than half of them are broken so one could see the gloomy inside of the school beyond them. |
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| + | Dark hole openings in the windows. I feel something different from these holes, like they belong to another place, a different world than the one I know. |
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| − | Chapter 1: @Air Pressure Decrease |
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| + | A distorted tiled roof. Half of the building is covered in a blue sheet. That originally beautiful blue color is soiled too, deeply ruined. |
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| + | I approached the old school building. |
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| − | @@@@@‚P |
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| + | The entrance way has an old-fashioned door with a glass window, which is clouded and broken too. A transparent vinyl put there is looking rather lonely. |
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| − | @The following day had a nice weather, and the Sakura trees on the road to school were forming a beautiful white tunnel. |
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| − | @Along with the nice weather I, for some reason, was feeling better too. In the morning, when I saw the sky clearing away and the sun rising, I suddenly felt myself full of energy, and went to school earlier than usual. |
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| − | @I was passing through the tunnel of roadside Sakura trees on my way to school, when I suddenly felt like seeing the old school building. |
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| − | @The old school was standing on the opposite side of the sports ground facing the new one. A wooden half-demolished building. A building that had many bad rumours going around about it. Everyone considered it a haunted mansion. |
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| − | @Are the rumours true? |
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| − | @I decided to go. |
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| − | @Maybe it is true. Being abandoned for a long time, the windows are clouded in dust. More than half of them are broken so one could see the gloomy inside of the school beyond them. |
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| − | @Dark hole openings in the windows. I feel something different from these holes, they belong to another place, a different world that I know. |
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| − | @A distorted tiled roof. Half of the building is covered in a blue sheet. That originally beautiful blue color is soiled too, deeply ruined. |
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| − | @I approached the old school building. |
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| − | @The entranceway has an old-fashioned door with glass window, which is clouded and broken too. A transparent vinyl put there is looking rather lonely. |
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| − | @I peeped in through that window. |
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| − | @Inside the entranceway the color of dusk is dominating. A rattly shoe shelf disposed to the faint light is standing there like a gravestone. A terrible amount of dust. A spider's nest. Its threads are dusty too. A completely dilapidated building. |
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| − | @Broken glass is scattered on the floor, something that looks like an old bowl, and other garbage is all over the place. Ruins. Dilapidated building. A haunted house. An old school building of bad rumours. |
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| − | @Peeping in, I suddenly notice a strange thing inside the entranceway. |
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| − | @What could it be? |
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| − | @A black machine. |
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| − | @Pretty big, looks like a video camera. Set on top of a tripod. |
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| − | @Why is such a thing here I wonder, I have to make sure what it is. |
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| − | @Spontaneously, I put my hand on the door knob. |
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| − | @A very dusty and rough sense of touch. |
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| − | @The door opened with a very unpleasant creak, to let me inside. |
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| − | @I entered right after the door opened. As I thought, it's a video camera. It can't be... someone lost this? |
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| − | @I got closer to the camera. |
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| − | @Why would there be a camera? |
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| − | @This thing totally puzzles me. It's like seeing a car stopped in the middle of the living room of a friend's house. |
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| − | @Er, what is this? |
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| − | @Just when I stretched my hands towards the video... |
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| − | uWho is it?v |
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| − | @A man's sharp voice. |
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| − | @In that ex-school building of bad luck. In that dark entranceway, inside that completely dilapidated building, there just when I saw a strange thing and felt curious... |
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| − | @At that time all of a sudden I heard a voice, it is impossible not to get surprised. |
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| − | @Of course I was surprised. Not just surprised. I literally jumped back. While jumping I unintentionally crashed into the almost collapsed shoe shelf. |
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| − | @At that moment the shoe shelf swayed turning around. |
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| − | @On my vision's edge I see a man's figure standing at the door. |
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| − | @I try to avoid the shoe shelf that was inclining towards me for the second time. |
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| − | @At the spur of the moment I trip and fall and the shoe shelf collapses grazing my uniform skirt, on top of that it directly hits the video camera... I take an innocent breath@...that surprised me... |
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| − | @Huh, I thought I was going to get caught in. |
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| − | @Taking a breath of relief, I turned to face the man just like a rogue would in front of two monks. |
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| − | @Not good. |
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| − | @Now it is completely broken. The previously broken shoe shelf. And the man is lying on the floor. |
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| − | uAre you alright?v |
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| − | @I rushed over to him. And at the same time heard a voice. |
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| − | uWhat's wrong?v |
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| − | @A man's voice. |
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| − | @The one who rushed over here from the door is the exchange student who made me unrest from yesterday. Shibuya. Today he isn't wearing a uniform too. He is as black as ever. |
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| − | @He ran over to check the collapsed man near me. |
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| − | uLin?v |
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| − | @Does he know him? Saying that, he notices me, giving me an intense look. |
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| − | uWhat happened?v |
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| − | uAh, that'sccv |
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| − | @Just when I was about to answer the fallen man raised his body. |
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| − | uAre you hurt?v |
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| − | @Shibuya asks him. |
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| − | uYesccv |
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| − | @He mutters. |
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| − | @ Below a long forelock that is covering the upper part of his face, there is a red line flowing down. |
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| − | @ My voice gets nervous. |
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| − | uccDid you cut yourself somewhere?v |
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| − | @The blood falling from his chin is forming a circle of dots on the floor. |
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| − | @What should I do! |
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| − | uI am very sorryI@I was surprised andccv |
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| − | @I quickly try to give him a hand, but Shibuya stops me. |
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| − | @Using his perfectly calm hands, he is checking the state of the fallen man's injury. |
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| − | uIt's a small cutccBAnywhere else?v |
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| − | uI am alrightv |
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| − | @The injured man got up. He bent a little when his weight got to his legs. |
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| − | uCan you stand?@How are your legs?v |
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| − | uccEverything is okayv |
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| − | @But still he has quite a sickly look on his face. A fat layer of sweet is flowing down his forehead. |
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| − | @Not knowing what to do, I just stand there nervously. |
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| − | uI am really sorry. |
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| − | @But suddenly hearing your voice I was totally surprisedccv |
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| − | uHe already told you, it's okayv |
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| − | @Shibuya says in a cold voice. |
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| − | @I counter with an even colder look. |
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| − | uWe met yesterday, didn't we?v |
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| − | uThat's rightv |
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| − | @But is it alright for me to give him such a grave look? After all this man got injured, because of me getting surprised. |
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| − | uThat's right, but what's more important now, |
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| − | @is there a hospital or a doctor nearby?v |
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| − | uRight after the school gateccv |
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| − | uTake me therev |
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| − | @Saying this, Shibuya supports his friend with a shoulder. |
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| − | @I also tried to help him, but he put off my hand with his arm. |
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| − | @What's with this guy! |
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| − | @Glaring at me he says. |
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| − | uI'm fine. Your help is unneededv |
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| − | @ccThis guy.. what's with his attitude. In the first place all this happened because you scared me like that. And I even as a kind person lend you a hand... |
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| − | uLin, can you walk?v |
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| − | uYes, I am okayv |
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| − | @Shibuya takes a look at me. |
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| − | uWhat's your name?v |
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| − | uTaniyama...v |
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| − | uThen, Taniyama-san, I will be alright from here on, you can return to the classroomv |
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| − | uBut..v |
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| − | uI should let you know that the school bell just rangv |
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| − | @Heh? |
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| − | @I got up early and still I am late? |
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| − | @Getting up early, being scared to death, these two guys almost freaking me out and on top of this I'm late for school? |
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| − | @Ah, I should have never approached the old building. |
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| − | @As I thought, that place was full of bad luck! |
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| + | I peeped in through that window. |
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| − | @@@@@‚Q |
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| + | Inside the entrance way the color of dusk is dominating. A rattly shoe shelf disposed to the faint light is standing there like a gravestone. A terrible amount of dust. A spider's nest. Its threads are dusty too. A completely dilapidated building. |
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| − | @Even though I ran in all my haste, I was totally late for school. And as if to finish me up, the teacher had to scold me in front of the whole class... it couldn't get any worse. |
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| − | @Thanks to this I was in a bad mood throughout the whole day. |
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| − | @School ended. |
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| − | @And when I was about to go home, Keiko and the others gathered around my desk. |
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| − | uHey, Mai are you going home?v |
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| − | uWhy?v |
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| − | uWeren't we going to meet with yesterday's exchange guy?v |
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| − | uShibuya?v |
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| − | uYes, let's meet him.v |
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| − | @Don't joke around. I don't want to see that guy's face for a while. |
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| − | uI'm going homev |
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| − | @I make it clear to them that I won't go. |
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| − | uWhyy?@Mai... you've changedv |
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| − | @Even Michiru nods. |
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| − | uWhat a weirdo you are. |
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| − | @That guy's got the godlike coolness, don't you think so?v |
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| − | @No I don't. |
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| − | @They are too excited. |
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| − | @I too think he's got a pretty face, but that's all. |
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| − | @Recognizing me as a weirdo, Michiru says. |
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| − | uWell that's fine. The lesser rivals, the betterv |
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| − | uThat's right. We'll be the only ones to enjoy his enchanting eyesv |
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| − | @Keiko is really happy. |
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| − | uYou really don't want to come?v |
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| − | @Yuuri adds in mistrust. |
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| − | uAre you sure?@You were quite interested yesterdayv |
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| − | @With these words Michiru smoothed down her uniform, having nothing more to say. |
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| − | @Keiko too gives up on me and changes the topic. |
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| − | uBut, I was really surprised yesterday. The atmosphere was so tense wasn't it?@I thought that ghosts had appeared for realv |
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| − | uMe toov |
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| − | uToday, we'll tell stories againv |
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| − | uBut where? We won't get in the right mood here. What about we borrow the A/V room again?v |
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| − | @You're really into it, aren't you? |
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| − | uYeah, it isn't dark enough here. |
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| − | @The A/V room? The school's mixer room.v *http://bunka.natori.or.jp/annai/mikisa.htm* |
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| − | uThat sounds okayv |
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| − | @ccJust when they were talking about this, |
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| − | uWait a minutev |
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| − | @The voice we heard was that of our class rep. Ms. Kuroda Naoko. |
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| − | @She always looks somehow nervous. It's half a month since I entered here. And I still haven't talked to her. |
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| − | uAh, Kuroda-san, goodbyev |
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| − | @Yuuri turns to her with an innocent smile. |
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| − | uIt isn't goodbye. What were you talking about just now?v |
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| − | @Ms. Kuroda is in a somewhat bad mood. |
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| − | @But we didn't insult you or anything. |
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| − | @Then I, |
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| − | uWe are going to tell ghost stories today. That's what we were talking aboutv |
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| − | @Keiko poked me. |
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| − | @I feel Ms. Kuroda's murderous intent. |
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| − | @What's with her. |
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| − | @At exactly that moment. Shibuya shows his face from the door. |
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| − | uIs Taniyama-san here?v |
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| − | @Ms. Kuroda turns at his direction. |
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| − | uWhat year are you?@What are you doing here?v |
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| − | uAh, I had an arrangement with these girls...v |
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| − | uArrangement?@About the ghost stories?v |
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| − | uThat's right...?v |
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| − | @Hearing Shibuya's answer, Ms. Kuroda turns at us without fail. |
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| − | uDidn't I tell you to stop doing this!v |
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| − | @ccAhH@What's with this girl? |
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| − | @She angled her eyes. |
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| − | uNo wonder I've been having headaches since this morningv |
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| − | uHa-a?v |
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| − | @I incline my head doubtfully. What is she talking about? |
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| − | uTaniyama-san, I am sensitive to spirits. I have headaches when a lot of them gather. |
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| − | @I am having headaches today. Spirits has definitely gathered herev |
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| − | uccHa-accv |
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| − | uDidn't you know?@When you tell ghost stories spirits gather. These are mainly low-level spirits. But even if they are low-level ones, when a lot of them gather they attract stronger spirits. You will be in trouble if that happens.v |
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| − | uccHaav |
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| − | @ccWHAT'S WITH THIS GIRL? |
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| − | uSo you shouldn't think of telling ghost stories as funv |
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| − | @Then she turns to Shibuya. |
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| − | uIt would be quite troublesome if senpai did it too. |
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| − | @I'd have to do an exorcismv |
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| − | @Ms.Kuroda says that with a thoughtful expression. |
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| − | @Shibuya shrugs his shoulders. |
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| − | uIsn't it just your imagination?v |
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| − | uThat's why people who can't sense spirits are annoyingv |
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| − | @Her tone is persistently intense. |
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| − | @Shibuya looks at her with a strong intent. |
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| − | uYou, if you really can sense them then do you sense something from the old school building?v |
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| − | uOld school building?@Ah, it seems spirits of those who died during the war are gethering therev |
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| − | @Ms.Kuroda says quickly. |
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| − | uDied during the warcc?v |
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| − | uRight. I often see a man's shadow looking at me from the windows and it looks like a man from the warv |
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| − | uHee, which war?v |
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| − | uOf course, the World War II. |
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| − | @During the war there was a hospital on that place. The spirits of the dead nurses can be seen there. It had been air-raided once. Therefore a lot of injured spirits can be seen toov |
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| − | uAwesomev |
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| − | @Shibuya says with a sarcastic smile. |
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| − | uI didn't know this was a hospital during the war. |
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| − | @I heard that this school was here since pre-war days. |
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| − | @And before that there was a medical faculty, wasn't there?v |
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| − | @ccA really hard personalitycc |
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| − | @Ms. Kuroda bends her mouth. Then her face gets red. |
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| − | uI woudn't know such a thing. |
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| − | @Anyway, I've seen them. A person unable to sense them wouldn't understandv |
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| − | Ms. Kuroda doesn't give up until the end. |
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| − | uThe school principal is bothered that the ex-building's demolition failed and was complaining. |
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| − | @Are you here to exorcise it?v |
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| − | uccit isn't so simpleBWe'll do it when possiblev |
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| − | uI seev |
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| − | @Shibuya responds coldly and turns to us. |
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| − | uSince here is no good, let's go elsewhere?v |
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| − | uIt's still such a thing!v |
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| − | @Ms. Kuroda snaps at Shibuya with incredible force. |
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| − | @But Shibuya completely unconcerned comes to us making Keiko and the others restless again. |
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| − | uLet'sccv |
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| − | @This extremely timid voice is Yuuri's. |
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| − | uLet's put it off for today?v |
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| − | uI agree.ccI'm not in the mood for itv |
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| − | @Keiko loses her enthusiasm too. |
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| − | @What's happening, no one is even looking at him, they will miss a chance for intimate experience with their cool senpai. |
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| − | @But still Michiru says, |
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| − | uccShibuya-senpai sorry. After allccv |
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| − | uI seev |
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| − | @Shibuya nods in assent. |
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| − | uThen some other timev |
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| − | @Saying that he raises his hand. Looking at the seemingly satisfied Ms. Kuroda he saysA |
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| − | uYou are satisfied too, right?v |
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| − | uccWhat are you talking about?v |
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| − | uIt's okay if you don't know.\\Taniyama-san, pleasev |
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| − | @Shibuya invites me. |
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| − | @Keiko and the others throw a surprised glance at me. |
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| − | uWhat is it?v |
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| − | uDo you have a spare minute?v |
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| − | @He says with a smile on his face. Keiko and company cannot notice his negative expression. My back is being watched reproachfully while leaving the room. |
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| + | Broken glass is scattered on the floor, something that looks like an old bowl, and other garbage is all over the place. Ruins. Dilapidated building. A haunted house. An old school building of bad rumors. |
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| − | @@@@@3 |
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| + | Peeping in, I suddenly notice a strange thing inside the entrance way. |
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| − | uWho is this girl?v |
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| + | |||
| − | @Shibuya asks me while walking in a brisk step before me, where is he leading me to I wonder. |
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| + | What could it be? |
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| − | uI don't know. Today I talked to her for the first time. She seems somehow suspicious to me.v |
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| + | |||
| − | uccYeah. Is she really a medium?v |
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| + | A black machine. |
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| − | @His expression gets a bit thoughtful. |
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| + | |||
| − | uWell, she said it herself, didn't she? |
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| + | Pretty big, looks like a video camera. Set on top of a tripod. |
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| − | @\\By the way, is the person from this morning alright?v |
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| + | |||
| − | uAbout that.v |
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| + | Why is such a thing here I wonder, I have to make sure what it is. |
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| − | @Shibuya turns to face me with his cold indifferent expression. |
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| + | |||
| − | uHe sprained his left ankle. It is apparently in a very bad condition, so he won't be able to stand for a while.v |
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| + | Spontaneously, I put my hand on the door knob. |
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| − | uccAbout that,ccI am really sorryccv |
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| + | |||
| − | @I say this, but still I think if I really should be apologising to him. |
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| + | A very dusty and rough sense of touch. |
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| − | uWellccis he an acquaintance of yours?v |
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| + | |||
| − | uWasn't it obvious?v |
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| + | The door opened with a very unpleasant creak to let me inside. |
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| − | @Shibuya glances at me with ridicule in his eyes. |
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| + | |||
| − | uccWhat kind of acquaintance?v |
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| + | I entered right after the door opened. As I thought, it's a video camera. It can't be... someone lost this? |
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| − | @I ask. |
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| + | |||
| − | @He was giving me a strange feeling. That guy from the morning was over the hill no matter how you look at him. That same person was talking to his partner, the seventeen year old Shibuya, in a polite manner, while on the opposite side Shibuya was always talking in an excessively rude way. Isn't this a reversal? |
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| + | I got closer to the camera. |
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| − | @Shibuya replies with his peaceful voice in a casual manner. |
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| + | |||
| − | uAssistant.v |
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| + | Why would there be a camera? |
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| − | @Oh. What an arrogant assistant this is. Would you normally talk to your master in such a rude tone. |
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| + | |||
| − | uYour master seems to have a rather strict personality.v |
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| + | This thing totally puzzles me. It's like seeing a car stopped in the middle of the living room of a friend's house. |
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| − | @I say this with a grain of sarcasm. |
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| + | |||
| − | @I don't know if it was a sprained ankle or a broken bone, but I had already releaved myself from that responsibility by lending him a hand. |
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| + | Er, what is this? |
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| − | uBut it wasn't only me who was responsible for your master's injury. He was the one who surprised meccv |
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| + | |||
| − | uIt's the opposite.v |
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| + | Just when I stretched my hands towards the video camera... |
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| − | @The oppositeccwhat is? I didn't surprise him for sure. |
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| + | |||
| − | @Shibuya says in brief. |
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| + | "Who is it?" |
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| − | uI am the master. He is the assistant.v |
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| + | |||
| − | @Eh!? |
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| + | A man's sharp voice. |
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| − | @EEEEHI |
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| + | |||
| − | @ccWhat a thing. This is a serious matter. |
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| + | In that ex-school building of bad luck. In that dark entrance way, inside that completely dilapidated building, there just when I saw a strange thing and felt curious... |
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| − | @A seventeen year-old using an adult for his assistantH@What in the world is this guy? |
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| + | |||
| − | @I stare at Shibuya with an "Are you serious" expression. |
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| + | At that time all of a sudden I heard a voice, it's impossible not to get surprised. |
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| − | @He looks at me with all his pale. |
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| + | |||
| − | uMy assistant being unable to move is a trouble. |
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| + | Of course I was surprised. Not just surprised. I literally jumped back. While jumping I unintentionally crashed into the almost collapsed shoe shelf. |
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| − | @Don't you think you have a responsibility to take, Taniyama-san?v |
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| + | |||
| − | uHey, don't joke around! |
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| + | At that moment the shoe shelf swayed turning around. |
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| − | @Just to make things clear, I was a victim too. Not only was I startled to death, but I was late for school.v |
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| + | |||
| − | @All the world's cold is gathered inside his eyes. |
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| + | On my vision's edge I see a man's figure standing at the door. |
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| − | uHe was hurt. ccAnd how are youHv |
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| + | |||
| − | @ccThat is... I'm pretty lively. |
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| + | I try to avoid the shoe shelf that was inclining towards me for the second time. |
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| − | uMoreover, the camera was broken.v |
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| + | |||
| − | @Ah, that video camera. Now that I think about it, it fell really badly. And it's a fragile precision instrumentcc. |
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| + | At the spur of the moment I trip and fall and the shoe shelf collapses grazing my uniform skirt, on top of that it directly hits the video camera... I take an innocent breath… that surprised me... |
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| − | uRinccI mean my assistantAtried to prevent you from touching it, which led to our current situation.v |
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| + | |||
| − | uThat isccreallyccv |
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| + | Huh, I thought I was going to get caught under it. |
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| − | @A really bad situation. That was inevitable. It wasn't my fault. ccEven if I say so, it doesn't feel like he will understand. |
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| + | |||
| − | uI would have liked you to pay the camera's compensation, butccv |
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| + | Taking a breath of relief, I turned to face the man just like a rogue would in front of two monks. |
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| − | @Compensation!?@Are you jokingI |
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| + | |||
| − | uIt isn't like I broke it intentionallyIv |
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| + | Not good. |
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| − | uDidn't they teach you not to touch other people's stuff without permissionHv |
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| + | |||
| − | @ccButccI felt like "Why in the world is there a video camera in such a place. |
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| + | Now it is completely broken. The previously broken shoe shelf. And the man is lying on the floor. |
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| − | uAnd, how much is the compensationccv |
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| + | |||
| − | @What Shibuya estimated was an unbelievable sum of money. Such a great cost that only exists in dreams. |
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| + | "Are you alright?" |
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| − | uCut out the jokesI@Why is a video camera so expensiveI@This can't possibly be trueIv |
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| + | |||
| − | uThat video camera was a custom-made, Germany product. Would you want to show you the certificateHv |
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| + | I rushed over to him. And at the same time heard a voice. |
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| − | @Foreign order. Custom-made on that. |
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| + | |||
| − | @ccMy eyes went black. |
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| + | "What's wrong?" |
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| − | @What am I going to doI |
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| + | |||
| − | @Shibuya saidA |
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| + | A man's voice. |
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| − | uIf you don't like this...v |
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| + | |||
| − | @ccWhatH@I can apologize for not being able to payI |
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| + | The one who rushed over here from the door is the exchange student who made me feel unrestful since yesterday. Shibuya. Today he isn't wearing a uniform either. He is as black as ever. |
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| − | uWould you mind taking the place of my assistantHv |
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| + | |||
| − | uBy thisccYou mean I'll be working as your assistantHv |
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| + | He ran over to check the collapsed man near me. |
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| − | uExactly.v |
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| + | |||
| − | uI'll do it.v |
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| + | "Lin?" |
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| − | @I'll do it, be it an assistant's job or a maid's job. |
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| + | |||
| − | @Shibuya bows his head in assent. |
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| + | Does he know him? Saying that, he notices me, giving me an intense look. |
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| − | @At the same time I asked him a sudden question. |
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| + | |||
| − | uccBy the wayAwhat kind of work are you doing, Shibuya-sanHv |
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| + | "What happened?" |
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| − | @Second-year, high school student. 17 year-old studentAhaving an assistantAusing an incredibly expensive cameraAwhat the hell is he doingH |
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| + | |||
| − | uGhost Hunt.v |
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| + | "Ah, that's……" |
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| − | uHaa!?v |
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| + | |||
| − | uOr in other wordsAghost extermination. |
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| + | Just when I was about to answer the fallen man raised his body. |
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| − | @We've come here to investigate the old school building by the request of the principle. We are called wShibuya Psychic Researchxv |
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| + | |||
| − | uPusai..kkiku... risaachiHv |
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| + | "Are you hurt?" |
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| − | uHaven't you taken any English lessonsHv |
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| + | |||
| − | @I have. Well, excuse me. For being bad at English. |
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| + | Shibuya asks him. |
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| − | uA psychic phenomenon investigation service. And I am the head of it.v |
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| + | |||
| − | @WhaccWhaat. |
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| + | "Yes..." |
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| − | @Head, this fellowAwith the social standing of a 17 year-oldI |
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| + | |||
| − | @Not only that, but what...H@Investigation of the old school buildingH@Psychic phenomenon investigation service!? |
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| + | He mutters. |
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| − | @This is a joke, right!? |
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| + | |||
| + | Below the long forelock that is covering the upper part of his face, there is a red line flowing down. |
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| + | |||
| + | My voice gets nervous. |
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| + | |||
| + | "……Did you cut yourself somewhere?" |
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| + | |||
| + | The blood falling from his chin is forming a circle of dots on the floor. |
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| + | |||
| + | What should I do! |
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| + | |||
| + | "I am very sorry! I was surprised and..." |
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| + | |||
| + | I quickly try to give him a hand, but Shibuya stops me. |
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| + | |||
| + | Using his perfectly calm hands, he is checking the state of the fallen man's injury. |
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| + | |||
| + | "It's a small cut... Anywhere else?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "I am alright." |
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| + | |||
| + | The injured man gets up. He bends a little when his weight gets to his legs. |
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| + | |||
| + | "Can you stand? How are your legs?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "……Everything is okay." |
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| + | |||
| + | But still he has quite a sickly look on his face. A thick layer of sweat is running down his forehead. |
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| + | |||
| + | Not knowing what to do, I just stand there nervously. |
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| + | |||
| + | "I am really sorry. But suddenly hearing your voice I was totally surprised..." |
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| + | |||
| + | "He already told you, it's okay", Shibuya says in a cold voice. |
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| + | |||
| + | I counter with an even colder look. |
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| + | |||
| + | "We met yesterday, didn't we?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "That's right." |
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| + | |||
| + | But is it alright for me to give him such a grave look? After all this man got injured because of me getting surprised. |
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| + | |||
| + | "That's right, but what's more important now is, is there a hospital or a doctor nearby?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Right after the school gate..." |
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| + | |||
| + | "Take me there." |
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| + | |||
| + | Saying this, Shibuya supports his friend with a shoulder. |
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| + | |||
| + | I also try to help him, but he pushes off my hand with his arm. |
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| + | |||
| + | What's with this guy! |
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| + | |||
| + | Glaring at me he says: |
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| + | |||
| + | "I'm fine. Your help is unneeded." |
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| + | |||
| + | ...This guy... What's with his attitude. In the first place all this happened because you scared me like that. And I, like a kind person, lent you a hand... |
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| + | |||
| + | "Lin, can you walk?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Yes, I am okay." |
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| + | |||
| + | Shibuya takes a look at me. |
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| + | |||
| + | "What's your name?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Taniyama..." |
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| + | |||
| + | "Then, Taniyama-san, I will be alright from here on, you can return to the classroom." |
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| + | |||
| + | "But.." |
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| + | |||
| + | "I should let you know that the school bell just rang." |
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| + | |||
| + | Heh? |
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| + | |||
| + | I got up early and I'm still late? |
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| + | |||
| + | Getting up early, being scared to death, these two guys almost freaking me out and on top of that I'm late for school? |
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| + | |||
| + | Ah, I should have never approached the old building. |
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| + | |||
| + | As I thought, this place is full of bad luck! |
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| + | |||
| + | |||
| + | === 2 === |
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| + | |||
| + | Even though I ran in all my haste I was totally late for school. And as if to finish me off, the teacher had to scold me in front of the whole class... It couldn't get any worse. Thanks to this I was in a bad mood throughout the whole day. |
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| + | |||
| + | School ended. |
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| + | |||
| + | And when I was about to go home, Keiko and the others gathered around my desk. |
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| + | |||
| + | "Hey, Mai, are you going home?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Why?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Weren't we going to meet with yesterday's exchange guy?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Shibuya?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Yes, let's meet him." |
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| + | |||
| + | Don't joke around. I don't want to see that guy's face for a while. |
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| + | |||
| + | "I'm going home." I made it clear to them that I won't go. |
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| + | |||
| + | "Whyy? Mai... You've changed." |
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| + | |||
| + | Even Michiru nods. |
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| + | |||
| + | "What a weirdo you are. That guy's got a godlike coolness, don't you think so?" |
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| + | |||
| + | No, I don't. They are too excited. I too, think he's got a pretty face, but that's all. |
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| + | |||
| + | Recognizing me as a weirdo, Michiru says, |
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| + | |||
| + | "Well, that's fine. The lesser rivals, the better." |
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| + | |||
| + | "That's right. We'll be the only ones to enjoy his enchanting eyes." |
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| + | |||
| + | Keiko is really happy. |
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| + | |||
| + | "You really don't want to come?", Yuuri adds in mistrust. |
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| + | |||
| + | "Are you sure? You were quite interested yesterday." |
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| + | |||
| + | With these words Michiru smoothed down her uniform, having nothing more to say. |
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| + | |||
| + | Keiko too gives up on me and changes the topic. |
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| + | |||
| + | "But I was really surprised yesterday. The atmosphere was so tense wasn't it? I thought that ghosts had appeared for real." |
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| + | |||
| + | "Me too." |
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| + | |||
| + | "Today, we'll tell stories again." |
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| + | |||
| + | "But where? We won't get in the right mood here. What about we borrow the A/V room again?" |
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| + | |||
| + | You're really into it, aren't you? |
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| + | |||
| + | "Yeah, it isn't dark enough here. The A/V room? The school's mixer room." |
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| + | |||
| + | "That sounds okay." |
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| + | |||
| + | ...Just when they were talking about this... |
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| + | "Wait a minute." |
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| + | The voice we heard is that of our class rep, Kuroda Naoko-san. |
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| + | Somehow, she always looks nervous. It's been half a month since I entered this school, but I still haven't even talked to her. |
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| + | "Ah, Kuroda-san, good-bye." Yuuri turns to her with an innocent smile. |
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| + | "It isn't goodbye. What were you talking about just now?" |
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| + | Kuroda-san seems to be in a bad mood. |
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| + | But we didn't insult you or anything. |
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| + | Then I replied, |
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| + | "We're going to tell ghost stories today. That's what we were talking about." |
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| + | Keiko poked me. |
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| + | |||
| + | I feel Kuroda-san's murderous intent. |
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| + | |||
| + | What's with her? |
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| + | |||
| + | At exactly that moment, Shibuya shows his face from the door. |
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| + | "Is Taniyama-san here?" |
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| + | Kuroda-san turns to his direction. |
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| + | "What year are you? What are you doing here?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Ah, I had an arrangement with these girls..." |
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| + | |||
| + | "Arrangement? About the ghost stories?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "That's right...?" |
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| + | |||
| + | Hearing Shibuya's answer, Kuroda-san turns at us without fail. |
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| + | "Didn't I tell you to stop doing this?!" |
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| + | |||
| + | ...Ah? What's with this girl? |
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| + | |||
| + | She angled her eyes. |
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| + | |||
| + | "No wonder I've been having headaches since this morning." |
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| + | |||
| + | "Ha-a?" |
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| + | |||
| + | I incline my head doubtfully. What is she talking about? |
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| + | "Taniyama-san, I am sensitive to spirits. I have headaches when a lot of them gather. I am having headaches today. Spirits have definitely gathered here." |
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| + | |||
| + | "……Ha-a……" |
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| + | "Didn't you know? When you tell ghost stories spirits gather. These are mainly low-level spirits. But even if they are low-level ones, when a lot of them gather they attract stronger spirits. You will be in trouble if that happens." |
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| + | |||
| + | "..Haa..." |
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| + | |||
| + | ……WHAT'S WITH THIS GIRL?! |
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| + | |||
| + | "So you shouldn't think of telling ghost stories as 'fun'." |
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| + | |||
| + | Then she turns to Shibuya. |
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| + | "It would be quite troublesome if senpai did it too. I'd have to do an exorcism," Kuroda-san says that with a thoughtful expression. |
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| + | |||
| + | Shibuya shrugs his shoulders. |
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| + | |||
| + | "Isn't it just your imagination?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "That's why people who can't sense spirits are annoying." |
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| + | |||
| + | Her tone is persistently intense. |
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| + | |||
| + | Shibuya looks at her with a strong intent. |
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| + | |||
| + | "You, if you really can sense them then do you sense something from the old school building?" |
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| + | "Old school building? Ah, it seems spirits of those who died during the war are gathering there." Kuroda-san says quickly. |
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| + | |||
| + | "Died during the war……?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Right. I often see a man's shadow looking at me from the windows and it looks like a man from the war" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Heeh, which war?" |
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| + | "Of course, the World War II. During the war there was a hospital on that place. The spirits of the dead nurses can be seen there. It had been air-raided once. Therefore a lot of injured spirits can be seen too." |
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| + | "Awesome." |
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| + | Shibuya says with a sarcastic smile. |
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| + | "I didn't know this was a hospital during the war. I heard that this school was here since pre-war days. And before that there was a medical faculty, wasn't there?" |
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| + | ……A really hard personality…… |
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| + | Kuroda-san purses her lips. Then her face gets red. |
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| + | |||
| + | "I woudn't know such a thing. Anyway, I've seen them. A person unable to sense them wouldn't understand." |
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| + | |||
| + | Kuroda-san doesn't give up until the end. |
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| + | |||
| + | "The school principal is bothered that the ex-building's demolition failed and was complaining. Are you here to exorcise it?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "...it isn't so simple。We'll do it when possible." |
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| + | |||
| + | "I see." |
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| + | |||
| + | Shibuya responds coldly, and turns to us. |
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| + | |||
| + | "Since here is no good, let's go elsewhere?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Still continuing with such a thing!" |
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| + | Kuroda-san snaps at Shibuya with incredible force. |
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| + | |||
| + | But Shibuya completely unconcerned comes to us making Keiko and the others restless again. |
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| + | "Let's……" |
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| + | This extremely timid voice is Yuuri's. |
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| + | "Let's put it off for today?" |
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| + | "I agree...I'm not in the mood for it." |
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| + | Keiko loses her enthusiasm too. |
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| + | |||
| + | What's happening? No one is even looking at him, they will miss the chance for an intimate experience with their cool senpai. |
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| + | |||
| + | But still Michiru says, "...Shibuya-senpai, sorry. After all..." |
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| + | |||
| + | "I see." |
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| + | Shibuya nods in assent. |
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| + | "Then some other time." |
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| + | Saying that, he raises his hand. Looking at the seemingly-pleased Kuroda-san he says, |
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| + | "You are satisfied too, right?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "...What are you talking about?" |
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| + | "It's okay if you don't know. ――Taniyama-san, please." |
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| + | Shibuya invites me. |
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| + | Keiko and the others throw a surprised glance at me. |
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| + | "What is it?" |
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| + | "Do you have a spare minute?" |
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| + | He says with a smile on his face. Keiko and company do not notice his negative expression. My back is being watched reproachfully while leaving the room. |
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| + | === 3 === |
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| + | "Who's that girl?" |
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| + | Shibuya asks me while walking in a brisk step before me, where is he taking me I wonder. |
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| + | "I don't know. Today was the first time I spoke with her. She seems suspicious to me for some reason." |
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| + | |||
| + | "Yeah. Is she really a medium?" |
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| + | He asked with a thoughtful expression. |
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| + | "Well, she said it herself, didn't she? By the way, is the person from this morning alright?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "About that." |
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| + | |||
| + | Shibuya turns to face me with his cold, indifferent expression. |
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| + | "He sprained his left ankle. It is apparently in very bad condition, so he won't be able to stand for a while." |
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| + | |||
| + | "……Oh…… I'm really sorry……" |
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| + | I say this, but still I wonder if I really should be apologizing to him. |
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| + | |||
| + | "Well…… Is he an acquaintance of yours?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Wasn't it obvious?" |
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| + | Shibuya glances at me with ridicule in his eyes. |
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| + | "What kind of acquaintance?" |
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| + | I ask. |
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| + | He was giving me a strange feeling. That guy from the morning was over the hill no matter how you look at him. That same person was talking to his partner, the [[Ghost_Hunt:Volume1_Translator's_Notes#Reference to age|sixteen year old]] Shibuya, in a polite manner, while on the opposite side Shibuya was always talking in an excessively rude way. Isn't this a reversal? |
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| + | Shibuya replies with his peaceful voice in a casual manner. |
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| + | "Assistant." |
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| + | |||
| + | Oh. What an arrogant assistant this is. Would you normally talk to your master in such a rude tone? |
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| + | "Your boss seems to have a rather strict personality." |
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| + | I say this with a grain of sarcasm. I don't know if it was a sprained ankle or a broken bone, but I had already relieved myself from that responsibility by lending him a hand. |
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| + | |||
| + | "But it wasn't only me who was responsible for your master's injury. He was the one who surprised me--" |
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| + | |||
| + | "It's the opposite." |
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| + | |||
| + | The opposite? What is? I didn't surprise him for sure. |
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| + | Shibuya speaks curtly— |
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| + | "I am the boss. He is the assistant." |
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| + | Eh!? |
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| + | EEEEHH?! |
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| + | |||
| + | ……What the heck? This is a serious matter. |
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| + | |||
| + | A sixteen year-old using an adult for his assistant? What in the world is this guy? I stare at Shibuya with an ‘are you serious’ expression. He looks at me with all his pale glory. |
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| + | "My assistant being unable to move is troubling. Don't you think you have a responsibility to take on, Taniyama-san?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Hey, don't joke around! Just to make things clear, I'm a victim too. Not only was I startled to death, but I was late for school." |
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| + | |||
| + | All the world's cold is gathered inside his eyes. |
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| + | |||
| + | "He was hurt. And how are you?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "...That is... I'm pretty lively." |
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| + | |||
| + | "Moreover, the camera was broken." |
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| + | Ah, that video camera. Now that I think about it, it fell really badly. And it's a fragile precision instrument... |
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| + | |||
| + | "Lin... I mean, my assistant, tried to prevent you from touching it, which lead to our current situation." |
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| + | |||
| + | "That is……really……" |
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| + | A really bad situation. That was inevitable. It wasn't my fault. Even if I say so, it doesn't feel like he'll understand. |
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| + | "I would have liked for you to pay compensation for the camera, but……" |
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| + | Compensation!? Are you joking! |
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| + | "It isn't like I broke it intentionally!" |
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| + | "Didn't they teach you not to touch other people's stuff without permission?" |
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| + | |||
| + | ……But…… I felt like… |
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| + | "Why in the world is there a video camera in such a place?..." |
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| + | |||
| + | "And, how much is the compensation……?" |
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| + | |||
| + | What Shibuya estimated was an unbelievable sum of money. Such a great cost that only exists in dreams. |
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| + | |||
| + | "Cut it out with the jokes! Why is that video camera so expensive?! This can't possibly be true!" |
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| + | |||
| + | "That video camera was custom-made, produced in Germany. Would you like to see the certificate?" |
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| + | Foreign order. Custom-made, at that. My eyes went black. What am I going to do? |
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| + | |||
| + | Shibuya said: |
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| + | "If you don't like this..." |
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| + | |||
| + | ……What? I can apologize for not being able to pay! |
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| + | |||
| + | "Would you mind taking the place of my assistant?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "By this…… You mean I'll be working as your assistant?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Exactly." |
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| + | |||
| + | "I'll do it." |
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| + | |||
| + | I'll do it, be it an assistant's job or a maid's job. Shibuya nods his head in agreement. |
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| + | |||
| + | At the same time I asked him a sudden question. |
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| + | "By the way, what kind of work are you doing, Shibuya-san?" |
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| + | Second-year, high school student. 17 year-old student, has an assistant, using an incredibly expensive camera. What the hell is he doing? |
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| + | "Ghost Hunter." |
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| + | "Haa!?" |
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| + | |||
| + | "Or in other words, ghost extermination. We've come here to investigate the old school building by the request of the principle. We are called 'Shibuya Psychic Research'." |
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| + | |||
| + | "Pusai..kkiku... risaachi?" |
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| + | "Haven't you taken any English lessons?" |
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| + | |||
| + | I have. Well, excuse me. For being bad at English. |
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| + | |||
| + | "A psychic phenomenon investigation service. And I am the head of it." |
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| + | Wha……Whaat. Head, this fellow, with the social standing of a sixteen year-old! |
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| + | Not only that, but what...? Investigation of the old school building? Psychic phenomenon investigation service!? This is a joke, right!? |
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Latest revision as of 08:36, 14 September 2015
Chapter 1 - Pressure Falling[edit]
1[edit]
The following day had nice weather and the sakura trees on the road to school were forming a beautiful white tunnel.
Along with the nice weather I, for some reason, was feeling better too. In the morning, when I saw the sky clearing away and the sun rising, I suddenly felt myself full of energy, and went to school earlier than usual.
I was passing through the tunnel of roadside sakura trees on my way to school when I suddenly felt like seeing the old school building.
The old school building was standing on the opposite side of the sports ground facing the new one. A wooden, half-demolished building. A building that had many bad rumors going around about it. Everyone considered it a haunted mansion.
Are the rumors true?
I decided to go.
Maybe it is true. Being abandoned for a long time, the windows are clouded in dust. More than half of them are broken so one could see the gloomy inside of the school beyond them.
Dark hole openings in the windows. I feel something different from these holes, like they belong to another place, a different world than the one I know.
A distorted tiled roof. Half of the building is covered in a blue sheet. That originally beautiful blue color is soiled too, deeply ruined.
I approached the old school building.
The entrance way has an old-fashioned door with a glass window, which is clouded and broken too. A transparent vinyl put there is looking rather lonely.
I peeped in through that window.
Inside the entrance way the color of dusk is dominating. A rattly shoe shelf disposed to the faint light is standing there like a gravestone. A terrible amount of dust. A spider's nest. Its threads are dusty too. A completely dilapidated building.
Broken glass is scattered on the floor, something that looks like an old bowl, and other garbage is all over the place. Ruins. Dilapidated building. A haunted house. An old school building of bad rumors.
Peeping in, I suddenly notice a strange thing inside the entrance way.
What could it be?
A black machine.
Pretty big, looks like a video camera. Set on top of a tripod.
Why is such a thing here I wonder, I have to make sure what it is.
Spontaneously, I put my hand on the door knob.
A very dusty and rough sense of touch.
The door opened with a very unpleasant creak to let me inside.
I entered right after the door opened. As I thought, it's a video camera. It can't be... someone lost this?
I got closer to the camera.
Why would there be a camera?
This thing totally puzzles me. It's like seeing a car stopped in the middle of the living room of a friend's house.
Er, what is this?
Just when I stretched my hands towards the video camera...
"Who is it?"
A man's sharp voice.
In that ex-school building of bad luck. In that dark entrance way, inside that completely dilapidated building, there just when I saw a strange thing and felt curious...
At that time all of a sudden I heard a voice, it's impossible not to get surprised.
Of course I was surprised. Not just surprised. I literally jumped back. While jumping I unintentionally crashed into the almost collapsed shoe shelf.
At that moment the shoe shelf swayed turning around.
On my vision's edge I see a man's figure standing at the door.
I try to avoid the shoe shelf that was inclining towards me for the second time.
At the spur of the moment I trip and fall and the shoe shelf collapses grazing my uniform skirt, on top of that it directly hits the video camera... I take an innocent breath… that surprised me...
Huh, I thought I was going to get caught under it.
Taking a breath of relief, I turned to face the man just like a rogue would in front of two monks.
Not good.
Now it is completely broken. The previously broken shoe shelf. And the man is lying on the floor.
"Are you alright?"
I rushed over to him. And at the same time heard a voice.
"What's wrong?"
A man's voice.
The one who rushed over here from the door is the exchange student who made me feel unrestful since yesterday. Shibuya. Today he isn't wearing a uniform either. He is as black as ever.
He ran over to check the collapsed man near me.
"Lin?"
Does he know him? Saying that, he notices me, giving me an intense look.
"What happened?"
"Ah, that's……"
Just when I was about to answer the fallen man raised his body.
"Are you hurt?"
Shibuya asks him.
"Yes..."
He mutters.
Below the long forelock that is covering the upper part of his face, there is a red line flowing down.
My voice gets nervous.
"……Did you cut yourself somewhere?"
The blood falling from his chin is forming a circle of dots on the floor.
What should I do!
"I am very sorry! I was surprised and..."
I quickly try to give him a hand, but Shibuya stops me.
Using his perfectly calm hands, he is checking the state of the fallen man's injury.
"It's a small cut... Anywhere else?"
"I am alright."
The injured man gets up. He bends a little when his weight gets to his legs.
"Can you stand? How are your legs?"
"……Everything is okay."
But still he has quite a sickly look on his face. A thick layer of sweat is running down his forehead.
Not knowing what to do, I just stand there nervously.
"I am really sorry. But suddenly hearing your voice I was totally surprised..."
"He already told you, it's okay", Shibuya says in a cold voice.
I counter with an even colder look.
"We met yesterday, didn't we?"
"That's right."
But is it alright for me to give him such a grave look? After all this man got injured because of me getting surprised.
"That's right, but what's more important now is, is there a hospital or a doctor nearby?"
"Right after the school gate..."
"Take me there."
Saying this, Shibuya supports his friend with a shoulder.
I also try to help him, but he pushes off my hand with his arm.
What's with this guy!
Glaring at me he says:
"I'm fine. Your help is unneeded."
...This guy... What's with his attitude. In the first place all this happened because you scared me like that. And I, like a kind person, lent you a hand...
"Lin, can you walk?"
"Yes, I am okay."
Shibuya takes a look at me.
"What's your name?"
"Taniyama..."
"Then, Taniyama-san, I will be alright from here on, you can return to the classroom."
"But.."
"I should let you know that the school bell just rang."
Heh?
I got up early and I'm still late?
Getting up early, being scared to death, these two guys almost freaking me out and on top of that I'm late for school?
Ah, I should have never approached the old building.
As I thought, this place is full of bad luck!
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Even though I ran in all my haste I was totally late for school. And as if to finish me off, the teacher had to scold me in front of the whole class... It couldn't get any worse. Thanks to this I was in a bad mood throughout the whole day.
School ended.
And when I was about to go home, Keiko and the others gathered around my desk.
"Hey, Mai, are you going home?"
"Why?"
"Weren't we going to meet with yesterday's exchange guy?"
"Shibuya?"
"Yes, let's meet him."
Don't joke around. I don't want to see that guy's face for a while.
"I'm going home." I made it clear to them that I won't go.
"Whyy? Mai... You've changed."
Even Michiru nods.
"What a weirdo you are. That guy's got a godlike coolness, don't you think so?"
No, I don't. They are too excited. I too, think he's got a pretty face, but that's all.
Recognizing me as a weirdo, Michiru says,
"Well, that's fine. The lesser rivals, the better."
"That's right. We'll be the only ones to enjoy his enchanting eyes."
Keiko is really happy.
"You really don't want to come?", Yuuri adds in mistrust.
"Are you sure? You were quite interested yesterday."
With these words Michiru smoothed down her uniform, having nothing more to say.
Keiko too gives up on me and changes the topic.
"But I was really surprised yesterday. The atmosphere was so tense wasn't it? I thought that ghosts had appeared for real."
"Me too."
"Today, we'll tell stories again."
"But where? We won't get in the right mood here. What about we borrow the A/V room again?"
You're really into it, aren't you?
"Yeah, it isn't dark enough here. The A/V room? The school's mixer room."
"That sounds okay."
...Just when they were talking about this...
"Wait a minute."
The voice we heard is that of our class rep, Kuroda Naoko-san.
Somehow, she always looks nervous. It's been half a month since I entered this school, but I still haven't even talked to her.
"Ah, Kuroda-san, good-bye." Yuuri turns to her with an innocent smile.
"It isn't goodbye. What were you talking about just now?"
Kuroda-san seems to be in a bad mood.
But we didn't insult you or anything.
Then I replied,
"We're going to tell ghost stories today. That's what we were talking about."
Keiko poked me.
I feel Kuroda-san's murderous intent.
What's with her?
At exactly that moment, Shibuya shows his face from the door.
"Is Taniyama-san here?"
Kuroda-san turns to his direction.
"What year are you? What are you doing here?"
"Ah, I had an arrangement with these girls..."
"Arrangement? About the ghost stories?"
"That's right...?"
Hearing Shibuya's answer, Kuroda-san turns at us without fail.
"Didn't I tell you to stop doing this?!"
...Ah? What's with this girl?
She angled her eyes.
"No wonder I've been having headaches since this morning."
"Ha-a?"
I incline my head doubtfully. What is she talking about?
"Taniyama-san, I am sensitive to spirits. I have headaches when a lot of them gather. I am having headaches today. Spirits have definitely gathered here."
"……Ha-a……"
"Didn't you know? When you tell ghost stories spirits gather. These are mainly low-level spirits. But even if they are low-level ones, when a lot of them gather they attract stronger spirits. You will be in trouble if that happens."
"..Haa..."
……WHAT'S WITH THIS GIRL?!
"So you shouldn't think of telling ghost stories as 'fun'."
Then she turns to Shibuya.
"It would be quite troublesome if senpai did it too. I'd have to do an exorcism," Kuroda-san says that with a thoughtful expression.
Shibuya shrugs his shoulders.
"Isn't it just your imagination?"
"That's why people who can't sense spirits are annoying."
Her tone is persistently intense.
Shibuya looks at her with a strong intent.
"You, if you really can sense them then do you sense something from the old school building?"
"Old school building? Ah, it seems spirits of those who died during the war are gathering there." Kuroda-san says quickly.
"Died during the war……?"
"Right. I often see a man's shadow looking at me from the windows and it looks like a man from the war"
"Heeh, which war?"
"Of course, the World War II. During the war there was a hospital on that place. The spirits of the dead nurses can be seen there. It had been air-raided once. Therefore a lot of injured spirits can be seen too."
"Awesome."
Shibuya says with a sarcastic smile.
"I didn't know this was a hospital during the war. I heard that this school was here since pre-war days. And before that there was a medical faculty, wasn't there?"
……A really hard personality……
Kuroda-san purses her lips. Then her face gets red.
"I woudn't know such a thing. Anyway, I've seen them. A person unable to sense them wouldn't understand."
Kuroda-san doesn't give up until the end.
"The school principal is bothered that the ex-building's demolition failed and was complaining. Are you here to exorcise it?"
"...it isn't so simple。We'll do it when possible."
"I see."
Shibuya responds coldly, and turns to us.
"Since here is no good, let's go elsewhere?"
"Still continuing with such a thing!"
Kuroda-san snaps at Shibuya with incredible force.
But Shibuya completely unconcerned comes to us making Keiko and the others restless again.
"Let's……"
This extremely timid voice is Yuuri's.
"Let's put it off for today?"
"I agree...I'm not in the mood for it."
Keiko loses her enthusiasm too.
What's happening? No one is even looking at him, they will miss the chance for an intimate experience with their cool senpai.
But still Michiru says, "...Shibuya-senpai, sorry. After all..."
"I see."
Shibuya nods in assent.
"Then some other time."
Saying that, he raises his hand. Looking at the seemingly-pleased Kuroda-san he says,
"You are satisfied too, right?"
"...What are you talking about?"
"It's okay if you don't know. ――Taniyama-san, please."
Shibuya invites me.
Keiko and the others throw a surprised glance at me.
"What is it?"
"Do you have a spare minute?"
He says with a smile on his face. Keiko and company do not notice his negative expression. My back is being watched reproachfully while leaving the room.
3[edit]
"Who's that girl?"
Shibuya asks me while walking in a brisk step before me, where is he taking me I wonder.
"I don't know. Today was the first time I spoke with her. She seems suspicious to me for some reason."
"Yeah. Is she really a medium?"
He asked with a thoughtful expression.
"Well, she said it herself, didn't she? By the way, is the person from this morning alright?"
"About that."
Shibuya turns to face me with his cold, indifferent expression.
"He sprained his left ankle. It is apparently in very bad condition, so he won't be able to stand for a while."
"……Oh…… I'm really sorry……"
I say this, but still I wonder if I really should be apologizing to him.
"Well…… Is he an acquaintance of yours?"
"Wasn't it obvious?"
Shibuya glances at me with ridicule in his eyes.
"What kind of acquaintance?"
I ask.
He was giving me a strange feeling. That guy from the morning was over the hill no matter how you look at him. That same person was talking to his partner, the sixteen year old Shibuya, in a polite manner, while on the opposite side Shibuya was always talking in an excessively rude way. Isn't this a reversal?
Shibuya replies with his peaceful voice in a casual manner.
"Assistant."
Oh. What an arrogant assistant this is. Would you normally talk to your master in such a rude tone?
"Your boss seems to have a rather strict personality."
I say this with a grain of sarcasm. I don't know if it was a sprained ankle or a broken bone, but I had already relieved myself from that responsibility by lending him a hand.
"But it wasn't only me who was responsible for your master's injury. He was the one who surprised me--"
"It's the opposite."
The opposite? What is? I didn't surprise him for sure.
Shibuya speaks curtly—
"I am the boss. He is the assistant."
Eh!?
EEEEHH?!
……What the heck? This is a serious matter.
A sixteen year-old using an adult for his assistant? What in the world is this guy? I stare at Shibuya with an ‘are you serious’ expression. He looks at me with all his pale glory.
"My assistant being unable to move is troubling. Don't you think you have a responsibility to take on, Taniyama-san?"
"Hey, don't joke around! Just to make things clear, I'm a victim too. Not only was I startled to death, but I was late for school."
All the world's cold is gathered inside his eyes.
"He was hurt. And how are you?"
"...That is... I'm pretty lively."
"Moreover, the camera was broken."
Ah, that video camera. Now that I think about it, it fell really badly. And it's a fragile precision instrument...
"Lin... I mean, my assistant, tried to prevent you from touching it, which lead to our current situation."
"That is……really……"
A really bad situation. That was inevitable. It wasn't my fault. Even if I say so, it doesn't feel like he'll understand.
"I would have liked for you to pay compensation for the camera, but……"
Compensation!? Are you joking!
"It isn't like I broke it intentionally!"
"Didn't they teach you not to touch other people's stuff without permission?"
……But…… I felt like…
"Why in the world is there a video camera in such a place?..."
"And, how much is the compensation……?"
What Shibuya estimated was an unbelievable sum of money. Such a great cost that only exists in dreams.
"Cut it out with the jokes! Why is that video camera so expensive?! This can't possibly be true!"
"That video camera was custom-made, produced in Germany. Would you like to see the certificate?"
Foreign order. Custom-made, at that. My eyes went black. What am I going to do?
Shibuya said:
"If you don't like this..."
……What? I can apologize for not being able to pay!
"Would you mind taking the place of my assistant?"
"By this…… You mean I'll be working as your assistant?"
"Exactly."
"I'll do it."
I'll do it, be it an assistant's job or a maid's job. Shibuya nods his head in agreement.
At the same time I asked him a sudden question.
"By the way, what kind of work are you doing, Shibuya-san?"
Second-year, high school student. 17 year-old student, has an assistant, using an incredibly expensive camera. What the hell is he doing?
"Ghost Hunter."
"Haa!?"
"Or in other words, ghost extermination. We've come here to investigate the old school building by the request of the principle. We are called 'Shibuya Psychic Research'."
"Pusai..kkiku... risaachi?"
"Haven't you taken any English lessons?"
I have. Well, excuse me. For being bad at English.
"A psychic phenomenon investigation service. And I am the head of it."
Wha……Whaat. Head, this fellow, with the social standing of a sixteen year-old!
Not only that, but what...? Investigation of the old school building? Psychic phenomenon investigation service!? This is a joke, right!?
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