Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 213 Misaki Naomi
"Naomi, it's been a long time since school is over, don't you want to go back?" The class monitor of Class B of the first year sent all the materials collected by the teacher to the office, and returned to the classroom rubbing his sore arms, finally ending the day's class monitor At work, he just wants to go home and eat the curry made by his mother, but when he returned to class, he found a female classmate in the class sitting there with an ugly expression, staring at the table motionless, and could not help but remind road.

"... Oh, it's about this time, I, I'm leaving now." The female student was shocked, and then she came back to her senses in a panic as if she had woken up from a nightmare, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He hastily picked up the schoolbag hanging on the hook beside the table, hesitantly got up and prepared to leave.

"Naomi, are you really okay?" Seeing the appearance of the female classmate, the class monitor couldn't help but approached a little worried.

As the class monitor, he pays close attention to the usual state performance of his classmates. Naomi Misaki was out of state all day today, and she was out of her mind.

"I'm fine, thank you, Kudo-kun, I'll go back first." The other party took the schoolbag and left the classroom without giving the monitor a chance to approach.

Seeing this scene, the monitor stood there with his arms folded, with a puzzled look on his face, then he glanced at the next table on the left of Misaki Naomi, and murmured: "Could it be that Kurosawa didn't come to school today, which made her feel uneasy?" Is it? That's right, the relationship between the two of them is very good, and they have been inseparable..."

Seeing Naomi running down the stairs, she stopped abruptly until she ran a hundred meters away from the school gate and was almost hit by a speeding truck. The strong feeling of being so close to death gradually dispelled the tension in her brain and body. Numbness, the severe pain in her heart and lungs caused by running too violently finally forced her to reveal her true feelings, her mind collapsed, she squatted on the spot, and cried loudly.

"It was very dangerous just now, little girl." He Jiaan just arrived in time and grabbed Naomi Mizaki who was almost killed by a car. Looking at the female high school student who was crying in front of him, he was a little embarrassed and at a loss. I wanted to say some harsh words, but suddenly they disappeared.

Seeing Naomi Saki crying for a long time, He Jiaan stood aside for a long time in embarrassment. Fortunately, there were no pedestrians nearby, and he was not arrested by law enforcement officers.

"Thank you." Naomi Misaki raised her red and swollen eyes to thank He Jia'an, her whole face and arms were wet with tears.

He Jiaan was a little silent, silently reached into his pocket, took out a tissue from the hotel and gave it to the other party: "Wipe it."

Naomi Misaki thanked again and wiped her face clean, but then found that there was not enough paper, and looked at He Jiaan silently.

He Jiaan understood the other party's meaning, squinted his eyes and said in a serious voice: "Sorry, this is the only one."

Misaki Naomi was a little speechless, took out her own handkerchief from her skirt pocket and wiped her face.

Maybe it's because the emotions have finally been vented. Seeing that Naomi Saki slowly regained some thinking ability, she looked at He Jiaan's outfit and felt familiar, and then stared at He Jiaan's face for a long time before finally seeing some clues, pointing at He Jiaan's face Surprised: "You are... the uncle in the convenience store yesterday!? Why do you have long hair?"

"...wig... and if you can, don't call me uncle."

"Then what should I call you?"

"Call me He Jiaan."

"Uncle is from China?" Naomi Mizaki heard the pronunciation of the name and immediately guessed He Jiaan's hometown.

He Jiaan nodded, and lied, "I'm here to travel."

"Then I'll call you Mr. He?" Naomi Misaki thought for a while, and tentatively asked.

He Jiaan nodded in acquiescence, then put on a serious look, and said again: "It was really thrilling just now, how are you doing now, is there anything uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine." Misaki Naomi felt lingering fear, forced a smile on her face, "Thank you very much, my name is Misaki Naomi, just call me Naomi."

"Why didn't you see the female classmate who was with you yesterday?" He Jia'an asked knowingly, and the bad uncle directly poked people's hearts.

Seeing that Naomi Saki really pursed her lips, she looked like she was going to cry again at any time, suppressed her sadness, lowered her head, and wanted to speak, but the first sound she made almost lost the line of defense of tears, and her throat was sore , feverish, as if sorrow were about to erupt.

He Jiaan felt that it was almost done, and simply said: "I'm sorry, actually... When I was walking this morning, I heard the news that there was a girl from Ruyue High School who committed suicide. Out of curiosity, I went over to take a look, and found that the person who died was yesterday. The friend who was with you."

Seeing Naomi Saki collapsed again, she sat on the ground in fear, covered her face and cried, and jumped to tell the truth of the matter: "It's all... Mimiko's call... It's all caused by Mimiko's call... Kana He just died!"

"Mimiko?" He Jiaan blinked, and silently recorded the name. Could it be that the urban legend is true?
The weird woman mentioned in the urban legend is Mimiko?
He Jiaan saw that the sky was getting dark again, so he said to Misaki Naomi who was crying: "Naomi, the sun is going down now, I'll take you home, it's not safe to stay here." Do not linger.

Unexpectedly, Jianzaki Naomi directly shook her head and refused, and said in a panic: "I don't want to go home... I will be alone when I get home, I am afraid."

Are all female high school students these days so unguarded... He Jiaan felt a little speechless when he heard the other party directly tell him his situation without reservation to such a strange uncle.

Of course, He Jia'an could also tell that this timid little girl was probably really scared, so much so that she felt like "going to the doctor in a hurry", as if anyone around her could ask for help.

"Then... let's go eat, I happen to be hungry too." He Jiaan thought for a while, and proposed, he patted his empty stomach, then suddenly thought of something, and added, "By the way, you Treat it as a repayment for my life-saving grace just now."

The female high school student sniffed and looked at He Jiaan in shock, but when He Jiaan, who had disguised her face as an iron wall, gradually lost her composure, she couldn't help laughing at the other's red ears.

"It's ok." He Jiaan scratched his face.

"Okay." Misaki Naomi agreed, and then led such a handsome uncle who was running four to the KM Kee at the nearby station to have a meal of hamburger and fried chicken.

He Jia'an ate heartily, eating wildly, like a reincarnated starving ghost, eating a hamburger half the size of his face in three bites.

He Jiaan let go of the meal, because when he saw Naomi Saki to pay, he found that the other party paid by swiping his card directly, which seemed to be his own card. After swiping, he received a text message notification of deduction within a few seconds, showing that the balance was as high as Five-digit world currency.

Seeing that He Jiaan had a good meal, Jianzaki Naomi couldn't help but feel better, and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, "How is it, are you satisfied with this meal?"

"It's a great choice. If you want to treat me to western food, I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy it enough." He Jiaan praised, "Thank you for the hospitality."

"You're welcome." Naomi Misaki, who was a little more relaxed, began to look up and down He Jiaan. She found that the clothes of the other party didn't fit him well, and he didn't look like a tourist from head to toe. ...

Misaki Naomi elegantly ate the hamburger silently, and He Jiaanhu ate Hesse.

Suddenly, Jianzaki Naomi said to He Jiaan abruptly: "Uncle has no place to live, do you want to live in my house?"

"Ang?" He Jia'an almost spit out the Coke that got down his throat again.

　The writing style will follow the theme and background of each volume of the story. This time the stage is Japanese, so it has a Japanese novel style.The names of the characters appearing in this chapter are tributes. If you have watched some Japanese horror anime film and television works, you should be able to see some clues (laughs).

　　
　
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