The actions of the slasher became more and more rampant, and more and more people began to be murdered by the slasher.The whole town began to panic.The number of disciplinary committee members wandering around in the school began to increase, and the chairman, who loved this place deeply and regarded it as his own, went to look for the whereabouts of the slasher, but I guess he will find it when he finds the slasher. The opponent who hit him didn't even have scum left.

Seemingly under the persecution of his tutor, Zetian also began to search for the slasher as an experience.I sat behind him, looking at his miserable back, I only felt that his life was full of hardships.After all, it is never easy to be a boss, let alone a mafia boss.Now the only one who can heal him seems to be Sasakawa. The number of times I saw him sweeping to the side and back in class has far exceeded the number of times he looked down at the textbook.

Now Yamamoto spends almost all his time with Zetian except for club activities, except for him and a handsome silver-haired boy full of punk style, who is an international student who just came to school.I know he's here to be part of Zetian's little team.

I hadn't had an attack other than that day, so it was normal for me.Akigase asked for leave as usual, the only exception is that we are now living together, and he will come over and wait for me to go back together when he has time after school.Without irresponsible parents, we can only take care of ourselves.

Cooking is a rotation system, one person per day, and cleaning the house is the same.This is much simpler to deal with.The person who eats matches the taste of the person who cooks, so Akigase and I are not very interested in novelty, so it has never happened that we can't eat together.And if you really don't like it, you can silently skip that dish.

I thought I could go on like this forever, but the routine was quickly broken.

The slasher attacked several students in our class, and it is said that the injuries were not serious.But they left the hospital where they were staying the next day and did not return to school.

Police officer Nishijima listened to Akigase's opinion, and there was more than one slasher.And it feels more like someone being manipulated.The medium of this manipulation is likely to be achieved by inflicting damage on it.Now the streets are full of police officers patrolling around, reminding pedestrians on the road to go home early.

All the activities scheduled to be organized by the school have been suspended, it is said that it is for the safety of the students.This makes our school time earlier and earlier, which is also a blessing.

"Although I'm sorry to bother you to do such a thing at a time like this, Shikikawa Haruna-san hasn't come to class for nearly a week..."

Although as the class teacher of our class, but because the class teacher of the neighboring class asked for pregnancy leave, he acted temporarily for a period of time.Now she is holding the class list of our class and the class next door. There are obviously many students who have been circled to indicate that they did not come to class.

In addition to the students who were injured by the slasher, there were many others whose whereabouts were unknown.Presumably it was too slow to visit one by one, so I asked the students to help.This teacher made a lot of convenience when I asked for leave for Akise. If it were for ordinary teachers, no matter how good their studies were, those who didn't even have enough attendance would definitely have to repeat the grade at the end of the semester.

"I see, please give me the address."

But speaking of it, the name Zhichuan Haruna is really familiar... where did I hear it.

**

'Ding dong ding dong ding dong——'

I rang the doorbell for a long time, but there was no response.It is estimated that no one is at home. Could it be that he has moved away?No, if this is the case, at least the things in the school should be taken away first.I poked the doorbell a few more times, although I always felt that it was a little impolite, but even sleeping people could be disturbed by me.

"That... sorry, who are you?"

The sudden question interrupted me, I turned around, and a man wearing a hat looked at me in surprise, wearing an outdated windbreaker, and still holding the key he just took out in his hand.Aware of this, I immediately corrected my posture, indicating that I was not a suspicious person.

"Excuse me, are you Zhichuan's father? She hasn't come to class for nearly a week. The teacher is very worried about her..."

While listening to me, the man inserted the key into the lock to open the door. He stood at the door and sighed, "Let's talk first."

Just average cottages, bungalows.It's not a good decoration, but it's warm enough.

"She...had a lot of bad things at her original school before she transferred here. It's because I was not competent enough to be a father and didn't pay enough attention to her..."

I couldn't help but interrupt the father's self-loathing "How the hell is she doing now?"

The man sighed, his face full of vicissitudes, as if he had aged more than ten years all of a sudden. "She doesn't listen to me at all now, and hides in her room every day. I don't know what she's doing..."

Although I felt that it was completely useless, I still knocked on the door under the pleading eyes of this father.

"Student Zhichuan? Student Zhichuan, please open the door..."

No one cares about me.

Forget it, voluntary labor can be done here.What's more, it's not something I can handle when things get to this point.I will report the specific situation to the teacher tomorrow, and someone will come to find a solution.

With that in mind, I'm going to give up.As soon as he let go of the doorknob, the door suddenly opened with a "squeak".

"You... What's the matter...?"

In the pitch-black room, the girl's long brown hair was scattered on her shoulders, her eyes were wide open, but she didn't have much expression. The light from the outside room hit her face and outlined a weird smile at the corner of her mouth.

And it was probably my illusion. At that moment, I saw that her eyes seemed to be red.

When I came back to my senses, I handed her the notes during this period. "Hello, I'm Shimizu's real name from the class next door. The teacher is very worried about you, and I hope you can recover and go to class as soon as possible."

She picked up the note and glanced at it.I think she pays more attention to the name I put on the cover than the content.

"Shimizu...real name?"

"Well, these are my notes. Although I don't remember them in detail, they roughly cover the main points. Please remember to return them to me after copying."

I feel like I want to leave quickly. I don't feel very good about this girl.More than a notch up from the girl his father described as rebellious because of lack of love... I think this girl seems to be out of her mind.

"Ah, by the way." She smiled happily as if she had remembered something, "I remember, you are the girl who is often by Akigase-kun's side, right?"

"Akigase-kun is a good person. If it weren't for Takashi, I would definitely love him..." Her voice was slender, and she spoke softly as if she was pouring out words of love. "What a pity."

"Aha...ha" I just felt like I was laughing dryly, "Is that so, anyway, Zhichuan, please remember to come to school on time." Even if you come to school, Akase won't be there.

Until after going out, the girl's voice still echoed softly in my ears. "Shimizu-san, welcome to come again next time. I will take good care of your notes..."

——Recently, have you started to like ghost cosplay?

Well, I have no interest in this skill that is useless except for parking spaces.

The author has something to say: I saw a very interesting report in which someone pretended to be a ghost to scare people away in order to occupy a parking space.

The most amazing thing is that she succeeded...

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