Witch Containment Log

Chapter 272 The Witch by the Canal
The entire summer and autumn spent in the hospital last year was still fresh in Sayuri's memory. She could drink plasma four days a week, and used animal blood and coffee as a meal replacement the rest of the time.

She worked at a small animal farm, taking care of hundreds of chickens, milking Xiaohua and several other cows, and delivering fresh milk and eggs to the kitchen before the prisoners had breakfast. At that time, she felt that what she was doing was simply The most meaningful in the world.

At that time, she at least helped some people, and she was not lonely at all.If possible, she hopes to be with Saho, Natsuki, and Enori for life.

Now Sayuri wants to go back.

The bedroom was dark and lightless at night, and Sayuri walked towards her mother's room.As long as she stabbed her mother, she thought, even a little guilt could get her sent back to the safe home.

She longed for the safe home, where it was secluded and isolated from the world. She could once again be with the children's joyful singing and noisy companions, without having to suffer in this life.

Just one, one, mom, not too painful, not too intense.Sayuri walked barefoot through the lightless corridor, like walking through a large block of ice.She discovered that the door to her mother's dormitory was unlocked, which was great.she thinks.

Sayuri gently pushed the door open and stepped in. She had no money to arrange curtains, and the window faced the mottled exterior wall of another building outside, which was pitch black.There was a thick blanket directly on the floor and nothing else.

She fantasized about the scent of her mother's perfume, so she silently moved to the edge of the blanket and groped for her mother's position.She thought that what she was about to commit was a violent crime.She hadn't felt the blade piercing her flesh yet, but she was already nervous and began to plan what she would say if her mother found out.

Sayuri groped into the darkness, but did not find her mother's presence.

The entire bottom of the quilt is empty.

Sayuri was so frightened that a chill ran down her spine, and all the weird and horrifying things came to her mind. The dark buildings outside the window seemed to light up, and there seemed to be a face looking at her from behind those windows.Mother!She was so frightened that she rushed to the door of the room and turned on the light.

Mother is indeed not here.Sayuri looked around and opened the closet in horror, fearing that she would see her mother hanging inside.Fortunately, it didn't happen. She had goosebumps all over her body. Her fragile nerves couldn't bear too many fantasies that frightened her.

"Mom?" Sayuri looked around, then knelt on the ground to check the gaps in the tatami, and then quickly opened the door and opened it wide so that the electric light could illuminate part of the living room so that it would not be so dark.She turned on the lights in the living room, and then every lamp in the room, until the entire home was illuminated like daylight, and she felt a little relieved.

She pressed her chest, and the electronic clock on the wall showed the time of 2:08 am.

Sayuri glanced up at the clock, then down at the table, and found a note, pressed down with half a plasma bag.

Sayuri picked up the note.

"There are a lot of things going on in the hospital recently, and mom has gone to work the night shift. Drink your breakfast and go to school. Mom will always love you."

The note left by her mother made Sayuri panic, and she slapped the sharp knife in her hand on the table.She went to her room and started doing her homework.

……

The next day, Sayuri stuffed the keys into her schoolbag and went to school, hanging her monthly transportation pass on her chest. The monthly pass was too expensive and she had no money to get a replacement.

In New Tokyo, land is at a premium, and she is going to a private vocational training university. It is located on the bottom floor of a building. There are only some activity venues and no open-air track, so it is very gloomy.The streets outside are very dirty, and all the garbage spilled from high places is piled here. People with a little wealth will stay away from the lower roads of New Tokyo and choose the floating corridors and high-end light rails that pass through the city.

She took a low-rise, cheap rail train to the station near the school. It was said that Mihashi Yu wanted to sell this transportation lifeline for the poor to the private sector.After getting out of the car, Sayuri saw some people waiting for her.

"Hey, vampire witch! Look at this!" Shinmei Hirata and several female students stopped Sayuri at the school gate, waving a dazzling silver ornament in her hand, "Will you die when you see this thing?"

Hirata Shinmei is an annoying female student, with fierce and disturbing eyes, a contemptuous smile on her face, and a rough tone. When she speaks, it is like bursts of noise that penetrate into Sayuri's heart.

They came over smiling.Sayuri averted her gaze, not wanting to get into a fight at school and get her mother into trouble.

They moved up to Sayuri and tried to punch her at first, which was their habit.If Sayuri resisted at all, they would say that the two gentle slaps were just a friendly gesture and nothing.But now that Sayuri has no intention of fighting back, they begin to attack harshly, like beating up a cowardly sandbag.

Sayuri protected her schoolbag and the subway pass on her chest.In her schoolbag is a collection of exercises she wrote in the middle of the night yesterday. The monthly card cost 6000 yen.

"Money will scare her away——"

"It is illegal for a witch to use her power on humans."

"Try the cigarette butt, she doesn't seem to even scream." Hirata Shinmei said.

They walked freely in such a vocational school, and it had long been a routine for the teachers and staff to pass by them, and they did not want to attract their attention.

When she arrived at the classroom, Sayuri sat in the last row. Because of what happened on her way to school, she was in a daze during class and couldn't concentrate.It would be nice if I had the money to go to a witch college or a more advanced training class.she thinks.Why is money so useful in this society?This is the bottom area of ​​New Tokyo, a vocational and technical school for adults. Many socially idle and idle people are sent here, missing the golden age of education. Many of them are forcibly sent here.

Sayuri felt that she was confused. The math class in the morning was taught by a teacher who was too busy. He deliberately ignored their questions and just recited the lesson plan endlessly, as if he was busy getting off work. He read everything 10 minutes before the end of get out of class. He walked over and left in a hurry. He probably didn't want to stay in a place like this to teach.

He may think that people here are fools and that teaching and attending lectures are just a formality.Sayuri looked down at her notebook. She tried her best to write down everything. Since she couldn't afford expensive cram schools, she could only rely on her own brain power to understand these calculations.But the more she thought about it, the more tired she felt.

When get out of class was over, Sayuri didn't dare to leave her seat and always held her backpack, because Hirata Shinmei and others might come to steal things.

"She can suck blood."

"Why did the witch mingle among us humans? It's so shameful."

"She is so beautiful, she has a lot of fun playing outside, and she has had several abortions."

"I saw her going back with several men yesterday. What do you think they did?"

"hey-hey……"

What a shame, what a shame.Sayuri picked up her schoolbag.She went to the school's psychological counseling room. The room with the silver sign was empty. She dialed the psychological counseling hotline and found that the number was empty.

She returned to the classroom and found that her seat was occupied by Hirata Shinmei and her group.In the afternoon, she sat in the corner of the classroom and listened to the class, like a beggar, with her knees on her notepad, and the words on it were written crookedly.

Sayuri was forced to flee the school before get out of class ended, because if it were any later, Hirata Shinmi and the others might block her at the door.She wanted to mobilize the magic power in her body, but perhaps because of lack of mental strength, she felt that even the magic power was weakening.

She sat on a bench at the station to study, waiting for the crowded carriages during the evening rush hour to pass before taking a slightly deserted carriage.

Sayuri said nothing as she shuffled back to the door.She heard someone talking inside, it was her mother and a strange man.Mom is back, is that her lover?

"The work in the hospital is really hard... Fortunately, you are here." Mother Yuki Kawauchi said.

"Ha...it's time to relieve this fatigue." The strange man said.

"Excuse me, do you want a beer?" Kawauchi Yuki asked.

"Wait a minute, this photo on the wall is..."

"Ah, ah, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I forgot to take it off. I hope it didn't spoil your mood." Kawauchi Yuki started to move.

"Is it your husband?" The man was obviously very wary.

"It's just a dead person." Kawauchi Yuki said.

Sayuri turned and left her home and came to a nearby artificial canal.She lay on the cement guardrail of the bridge and looked at the garbage channel flowing quietly below, which was used for flood discharge.

As an artificial island, New Tokyo has very high requirements for flood discharge. During heavy rainstorms, accumulated water will be released from the upper levels every year, leaving people at the bottom to bear the rapids. Every year, some people drown in these artificial canals.

She looked at the still water flowing under the dim light of the street lights. The surroundings were still very lively, and some shady business activities were going on.Sayuri thought to herself that it would be great if she could join in and make money while lying down. This was probably the only way out for a witch like her. Many people would go to witches out of curiosity.

Sayuri took a deep breath.

Just then, the ringing of the bell interrupted her thoughts.

She looked at the unfamiliar number on the phone and hung up subconsciously.But a few seconds later, the call came again, with an air of reluctance.

Sayuri answered the phone.

"You are?" she asked tiredly.

"Hello, Sayuri, my name is Sasahara Reio. I just came to New Tokyo, can you pick me up? Please." Reio's voice came.Sayuri felt like a stone had fallen in, stirring up thousands of waves in her stagnant heart.

(End of this chapter)