[Psychic Detective Yakumo] One hundred ways to tease cats

When I was in this position, I didn't see the real person.

"Hey, here we come again."

"Whatever, let's eat first."

"That guy is nasty."

"Yeah, he also said he could see ghosts."

"Hey! No way!"

There was a lot of discussion in the classroom, Komai was stunned, and let out a long sigh.

Judging by the reactions of the students, it appears that the same thing has happened several times in the past.

I stood up and walked towards Komai, and suggested "I'll go find him", after Komai thought for a while, he replied with "Please".

"I understand."

When I was about to walk out of the classroom, the children in the group I was in expressed their dissatisfaction with the sound of "Yay~".

"Leave that kind of person alone." Someone said.

That's bullying.Such remarks cannot be ignored.Just as I was thinking that, Komai stood up.

"Didn't we make an agreement not to say this kind of thing again? We are all classmates, wouldn't it be sad if we were said that too?"

Komai appealed not to a specific person, but to all the students in the class.

"Ozawa-san, please."

"Ok."

After I responded, I left the classroom.

Where did that child go──

The face of Masato Omori appeared in my mind.

Haven't spoken a word to him yet.

But I cared about him a lot, the kid seemed distinctly different from the others, always far away, alone.

He has indifferent eyes that don't look like elementary school students, maybe he has some difficult problems that he can't tell others.

I also care about what the other students said just now.

──You can see ghosts.

More and more like that person, I thought so.

From the fourth floor to the first floor where Class [-] of the fifth grade is located, I searched for real people everywhere in the school building.

The toilet must have been found, and other unlocked places such as the library and health room have also been confirmed.

However, the real person was still not found.

If he ran into other classes, the class tutor should find out.Where did the real person go?

The only things I haven't found are the campus and the gymnasium.

I went to the shoe cabinet for the staff, took out a pair of pumps, put them on, and walked out of the school building.When I inspected the campus, walked through the atrium and circled to the back of the school building, I finally spotted the real person.

He leaned against the wall and stared intently at the pool.

swimming pool?I thought, could it be...

I just wanted to go there, but found a middle-aged man standing in front of the real person, so I stopped.

The man was grizzled, thin as if he was sick, and his eyes were wide open.It's Dean Konno.

Konno pointed at Masato and didn't know what he was talking about.

At the same time I saw them, Konno pressed on Masato's chest and pushed him down. Masato staggered and lost his balance, and fell back to the ground.

This is not good, after making such a judgment, I walked towards them.

"Please stop," I said.I looked at Konno, staring at his sunken eyes. "Doing this kind of thing is not good for your image as the dean."

"Who are you? You barged in and interrupted out of nowhere." Konno said to me, crossing his chest unhappily.

"I'm Ozawa, who came to your school for an internship." I said with a smile, "Today is the first day of class, and this kid disappeared while having lunch, so I came out to look for him, which is inconvenient for you I am sorry."

"Tsk." Konno looked at me, "The attitude is not bad, but this kid stole my things, so I can't let it go."

"He did such a thing?" I pretended to be surprised, "Oh, this is terrible, and it's not a problem that can be solved as a prank."

"That's right." Konno lashed out at me, "It's like this at such a young age, what should I do in the future!"

"Then what did the boy steal from you?" I asked.

"Well, this is not your business anymore," Konno impatiently wanted to wave me away and approach the real person.

"Ahhhh," I smiled, "that's not okay."

Konno raised his head and glared at me, "You...!" He was stunned before he could finish speaking.

"My student can't give it to you so easily before showing evidence." I said with a smile.A gleam of red quickly flashed across his eyes.

"Hand over the stolen things quickly." Konno came back to his senses, pushed me away, and approached the real person.

The real person looked at me and shook his head.

"Ah," I said with a smile, "it doesn't seem to be the case. Then, dean, can I give this child to me?"

"He obviously took my things!" Konno said relentlessly.

"Is it this?" I pretended to think for a while, then took out something and said, "I picked it up on the road before I came here, maybe you accidentally dropped it somewhere."

"It's exactly this, it seems that I misunderstood." Konno accepted the thing with satisfaction and stuffed it into the pocket of his suit jacket. "I'm leaving."

"Why?" Masato asked me after watching Konno leave.

In fact, what Konno took away was just a leaf I plucked at random.

"Ah?" I turned around, "What the real gentleman wants to ask is why I lied for the real gentleman, or why do I know that the real gentleman took his things?"

The real person looked at me intently, he didn't answer, but stood there with a mixed expression of surprise and confusion.Maybe it's both.

"Hey, real man." I reached out and took real man's hand.

"Don't touch me!" the real person yelled and waved my hand away, breaking the silence that had been so far.He stared at me with a hostile look. "I'm cursed, everyone will die if you touch me."

"Really?" I laughed, and grabbed the hand of the real person who wanted to turn around and run away, "so the real person wants to be controlled by the curse all the time?"

"...!" He turned to look at me with disbelief in his eyes.

"I can break the curse of a real person." I smiled, "Do you want to know how to do it?"

"How?" he couldn't help asking.

"It's easy," I laughed, "give me what you got from that man."

Then, some things might become clearer.

When I finished writing the teaching diary to be handed in today, it was past seven o'clock in the evening.

The other interns were at a loss as to how to write a journal, but I was not for this reason.

It wasn't until the end that I realized that I was the only one left in the conference room open to education interns.

I walked out of the meeting room and knocked on the door of the staff room next door.

As soon as the door opened, Komai was seen sitting at the desk dealing with business.

There is no one else but her, probably stay here and wait for me.

Komai noticed me and raised his hand with a smile.

"Sorry, I made it too late." I bowed my head and apologized, and handed the log to Komai with both hands.

"Never mind." Komai opened the diary up to today's page and browsed the content.After reading it, she let out a sigh of relief and put the diary away.

"Haruka, are you going back?"

"Ah, yes."

"Really, then let's go together." Komai said so, and headed for the exit.

"Ah, good." I replied without thinking, and followed Komai.

"Why wasn't today's event written in the diary?" Komai asked me.

"It's just a small misunderstanding," I smiled, "There is no need to write it down."

"However, I have to tell you about the real person first." Komai sighed.

"Is there something wrong with him?"

"Well. It's not so much a problem, it's actually that he looks strange recently. He wasn't such a kid before."

"is it?"

"Yes. Ah, by the way, there is something I want you to see." Komai said while taking out a stack of manuscript paper from his bag and handing it to me.

"what is this?"

In response to my question, Komai showed a bitter expression.

"Do you remember asking them to write a composition about their father last week?"

"Yes."

That was my first day on the job.

"This is a real person's composition, but the content is a bit..."

"Content?"

"Look first, I want to know what you think. That child must have a big problem in his heart."

"Okay, thank you." After I thanked you, I put the manuscript paper into my bag.

So the two walked out of the school building side by side, Komai seemed to see something, and suddenly stopped.

My gaze was directed towards the swimming pool, and I was drawn to look in the same direction.

The real person is there——.

He stood in front of the fence, staring at the opposite swimming pool without moving.

"Really, what are you looking at?"

Komai spoke before I did.

The real person turned his head slowly, his eyes were empty, and there was a feeling that the soul was not in the body.

"There is a ghost." The real man murmured.

"Ghost? How could there be such a thing."

"Really." Masato immediately refuted Komai's words.

"I am cursed by the ghost in this swimming pool." Realman said blankly, running as if being bounced off.

"Masato, wait!" Komai called out to him in a panic, but Masato disappeared into the darkness without looking back.

I just watched silently from the sidelines and did nothing.

Can that child really see ghosts——.

This question kept circling in my mind and couldn't get rid of it.

"Excuse me...the real person said he could see ghosts..." I asked.

"There's been such rumors here for a long time." Komai sighed troubledly.

"Is it a rumor...?"

"It used to be like a warehouse, and a child was burned to death here.