Broken Personality Split Girlfriend

Maybe from the very beginning, it didn't make sense for me to write my article.

Because after all, it is an article that has not been passed on to anyone, no one will read it, and no one will understand it.

Write something like that.write.write.To write for someone who doesn't exist anywhere.write.write.Write down the most meaningless things in the world.write.Write non-stop.

What exactly is it for?

When I started to think this way, my debut work, which was packaged and published, would emit a terrifying light on the bookshelf placed so that people could not look directly at it.

I found that I could no longer write the stories I once loved so much, not even a single word.

"—Xiao Tao. I said Xiao Tao!"

Little Grapefruit waved her palm vigorously in front of my eyes.

I may have fallen into deep thought unconsciously, and there are almost no people in the classroom.I quickly closed my mouth and said.

"I kept you waiting! I said that menstrual period will cause dizziness, go to the toilet or something, escape from the interview from Matsuoka Aberdeen seamlessly! Before you are nagged by the nagging, hurry up and go back."

Xiaoyouzi is sometimes naughty enough to make people a little enviable.When preparing to go home from school, the blank employment survey form was crumpled up and thrown on the table.

"After all, if you don't go back quickly, you will be killed! That scary one will gobble you up. So this is an emergency evacuation! Self-defense!"

What does "that" mean?

When I asked that question, I heard rumors about vampires.

It is said that the night school is inhabited by vampires.

It is said that it is the existence that has ruled darkness and blood since ancient times.

It is said that it is a being that will kill people without hesitation.

"I heard that one can eat people with gah~. It's scary!"

Xiaoyouzi stretched out her hand with a very serious expression.

It seems that among the students, many people seem to believe this.

No matter what kind of school you are in, there will always be one or two incredible rumors.Even in the Heisei era, or even in the [-]st century, urban legends will not cease.Although I have no friends, I am very unfamiliar with rumors in this regard.

I pictured the school building sinking into darkness, with the vampires inhabiting it.

My usual bad habits kicked in again, and I couldn't help but unconsciously think of stories that fit her existence.

vampire.What kind of form is it living in?What are you living for?

The only thing that is certain is that it must not be a leisurely life with nothing to do.Such a vampire will not become a rumor, no one in this world expects such a vampire.

I followed Xiaoyouzi's pace to the door of the classroom in a daze, so I bumped into Fengshui classmate.

He must have been knocked down in the "toy box" and just returned.Not to mention hands and feet, even his face was bruised, no one offered a helping hand, and he didn't ask anyone for help.

However, his eyes are still impressive.The penetrating eye that sees all equally.The eyes of His Royal Highness looking at the sky of another world.Even in this situation, he has not changed at all.

His eyes almost crossed my line of sight, and I lowered my head reflexively.I opened the library book I had been holding in my hand, pretending to be looking for a bookmark.

When passing by,

"...Don't worry about it. Because this is our problem."

A sound like a calm breeze caressed his ears.

Before the brain understood its meaning, the nerves of the whole body twitched with a terrible moan.

do not worry about it?what is this about?

— the matter of standing by and watching.

I tried to make a sound, but nothing came out.Obviously saw it, but pretended not to notice it.The thing about escaping into the world of books.

He knows everything.Not only did he know, but he was also concerned about the mood here.

I turned my head away, Feng Chui's transparent eyes were no longer looking at me.

He put his hand on the cleaning utensil cabinet, and gently moved the cabinet that had been lying on the ground back to its original position.It's almost like my own job.Like a craftsman in an abandoned abandoned village.

I gripped the library hard.Fingernails sink into books, eroding imaginary worlds.

Halfway through the pages I read, the hero is standing up to the evil.He advocates that evil is evil and saves innocent people.

My favorite stories don't have any dead-end protagonists.Everyone upholds courage and enthusiasm to do what they should do.

——Garrah!

The sound of the cleaning cabinet hitting the wall shook the eardrums.Laugh at me who just stood still.

People who escape from reality and pretend to be reading all the time, what qualifications do they have to appear in what kind of stories?

It's a ridiculous joke to pretend to be a writer and pretend to think "what is an article delivered to someone somewhere".

Obviously, he can't even help the people in front of him, and he can't even communicate with others normally.He blatantly said that he had fallen out of the category of "not an ordinary person", but he couldn't even do what he should do as a human being.

There must be a limit to brazenness, Tokiwa Momoka.who do you think You Are?

I felt my cheeks turn red.

I was ashamed of myself and furious.

Can feel the impure blood circulating in my thin wrists, my thin thighs, the nape of my unhealthy neck, my breasts with no visible growth.

After circling around the body, the blood clots gathered in the deepest part of the abdomen like worms, turned into corrupt filth, and gradually dripped down between the feet.

What dirty blood.

"Is it young blood that made you write this novel?"This is bound to sell, you can't go wrong. 』

When I heard Yamazaki-san say that, I regained the elation I was secretly holding.Memories of thinking you are special swirl like a vortex.

Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Feeling sick.Everything that makes me up is so disgusting that I can't stand it.

If only I could get someone to suck it all out.

If only some beautiful creature could be invited to suck out all the dirty blood dripping in the womb.

"...What's the matter with you, Xiaotao? Look at your goo~ expression."

Little Grapefruit poses for a big move.

I silently shook my head.Because as long as you open your mouth a little, it seems like you will spit it out.

I arrived at the station closest to the high school.At the peak time of going home, office workers and young people who go out to have fun come and go, crowding the ticket gates.

Tomorrow Saturday, Xiaoyouzi invited me to go shopping in Shibuya, but I declined.

"Is that so... It's a pity that I was shocked and sweating! See you at school another day!"

Xiaoyouzi climbed onto the opposite platform, and I held her hand, so she blinked her eyes in disbelief.

"Where are the vampires? I heard it's an old school building... Hey, Momo, are you interested?"

I replied that I wanted to use it as a reference for creation, and she nodded several times with an understanding look on her face.

"I see, it's just an imagination, right? If I really see or be seen, I feel like screaming. Generally speaking, ordinary people don't make such strange behaviors."

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After eating dinner by myself at home, I lied about forgetting something and went back to school.

The winter sun sank into every house, and even a trace of afterglow was absorbed by the icy blue.The dark world made the sound of ticking water, and quietly approached its feet.

The access door to the back door was left unlocked, which was careless.

At the corner of the campus, passing through the path completely covered by lush branches and leaves, there is an old three-story school building that looks like an extinct dinosaur model.

There was not even a single person around.If you don't have a flashlight in your right hand, it's no different from going through a difficult time in the mountains.

It has been more than [-] years since our high school was transformed into a complete middle school.While adding the central part of the merged country, several buildings were abandoned and rebuilt.It is said that only the old library, music room, and art room and other special classrooms were left in the building. It is like a charcoal that has not been completely burnt, and it remains alone.

For a while, it was used as the office of the cultural club; but a small fire broke out a few years ago, so I took this opportunity to prepare a shiny new office building.

It is said that the haunted house building waiting to be demolished in the depths of the miscellaneous woods was born in this way.

The little sleeve said that the place where the vampires lived was the old school building.

"He will dance on the roof in the dark night time!I heard that there is a secret basement with a door lock that chirps!Ah, but maybe it has been hanging upside down from the third floor window?There is also a saying that he will be closed in the fourth cell of the toilet... Uh, let me think about it, maybe it's his shining eyes showing through the cracks in the plaster statue...』

This content seems to be boiled together with the mysterious phenomena brought by each, poured full of Japanese-style broth, and stewed into a dark hot pot soup.

Nevertheless, I still rely on that dark hot pot to come here.Maybe it was Xiaoyouzi's naughty side that infected me.Or just plain escapism.

I just can't stand the idea of ​​eating a warm meal in peace.

I easily invaded the old school building.It must be because it's not needed by anyone.It's almost like an article written somewhere.

Both the walls and the ceiling are built stronger than expected.The glass windows are still there, so there will be no wind blowing in.The footsteps that seemed to be rejecting the strands of foreign objects echoed, sticking tightly in the abandoned hollow.

After walking through every corner of the corridor, I opened the door of the single room in the toilet in sequence, and then embarked on an adventure, that is, to inspect the special classroom with abandoned plaster statues or portraits.

I don't feel scared.So-called horror is the forbidden child of the imagination.Human beings find their own mirrors in the depths of the impenetrable darkness, revealing the emotion called terror.

What I am afraid of is that I am neither special nor able to become an ordinary person.The outer darkness is nothing more than child's play in comparison.At best it would make my knees shake, my teeth chatter, and a little teary.

After spending two hours climbing to the third floor.

I lowered my head blankly.

I failed to get the fruit of the exploration.

No matter how I waved the flashlight, the stairs to the basement never appeared.I couldn't hear someone calling me from the toilet.No figure fell out of the window.The plaster statue didn't move, the piano didn't sound, and the bookcase didn't fall.The bright moonlight stared at me through the glass window.The smooth, safe, and common-sense routine loomed majestically before my eyes.

……Do not.I shook my head.

There is also the possibility of a roof.

The landing door was locked.I went to the balcony of the special classroom and saw the attached escape ladder, like fleas clinging to the walls of the school building, came into my eyes.

It was a little away from the balcony railing, and there wasn't any foothold underneath.There is only one fixed window that has no protrusions and cannot be opened or closed.This must be a design ingenuity to prevent people from using it as a prank.

Still within reach.If you can't reach it, you will fall the distance.In case of falling from this height, the pain alone will not be enough.I don't like the feeling of being in pain.Range and distance multiplied by altitude and terror, an equation with no answer, was bugging me for about a minute when I heard the sound.

It's coming from the roof.

It felt like—the sound of footsteps.

I took a deep breath and held my palm tightly.

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