I, the lord of ghost stories

Maiko backed away in fear.

With a "bang", the small body accidentally knocked over the chair.

"Please give me back..."

"Really, of course I will return it to you!"

Teacher Shuishui answered readily, then stretched out her white and tender hand, and handed out Maiko's cell phone.

From her hand - the phone slipped instantly.

Teacher Lishui stepped forward wearing high-heeled shoes, and stepped heavily on the open LCD screen of the mobile phone.

With a terrible shattering sound, Maiko's phone broke in two from where it was folded.

"ah--"

Makoto let out a scream.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, it seems to be broken."

With a hearty smile on his face, Teacher Lishui shifted his body weight to his toes, stomped, and stomped, and continued to stomp the broken parts of the mobile phone until sparks burst out.

"don't want--"

Zhen Yizi rushed over.

Pushing aside the teacher's feet, he squatted on the ground and desperately collected the fragments of the mobile phone in his palm.

The mobile phone held in the palm has been split into two pieces and turned into a pile of scrap iron.

The broken picture lost its light, and the little doll on the mobile phone strap was also stained by the shoes.

The text message Chanel left has disappeared.

It can be proved that all traces of the torture that Chana suffered have disappeared.

Zhen Yizi watched the wreckage of the mobile phone in his palm fall one after another, and felt extremely helpless.

Tears welled up in my eyes, and my vision blurred.

"Why? Why are you doing this!"

"I...I want to tell everyone...that everything was instigated by the teacher...it was the teacher who ordered everyone to bully Channa and killed her!"

"I also want to tell everyone that the teacher hid Chanel's phone, read her text messages without permission, and even destroyed my phone in order to destroy the evidence!"

"Evidence? Where is the evidence? Have I done anything? Oh, you are too, Guan Chuan."

"It was you who accidentally dropped the phone and broke it. Please don't pass the responsibility on to others."

Contrary to the indifferent speech, Teacher Shuishui's voice seemed very soft.

Just like the lecture sound that Maiko usually hears in the classroom, it is as sweet as music.

The teacher also dismissed Kana with the same voice.

Maiko couldn't say anything, just walked out of the music equipment room crying.

Behind her came Teacher Lishui's words with a smile:

"Will everyone believe what the teacher said or what you said, you will know soon."

Maiko, who was full of anger, slammed the door hard and left.

"Hehehe, hehehe..."

Behind her, the beautiful and upright face of Mr. Suisui in the utility room was filled with a bright smile.

"Children are really just children. Who would doubt me, who is beautiful, kind and gentle?"

In the empty corridor, there was a low sound of wind echoing.

"Yeah, who would doubt someone who looks beautiful, kind, and usually gentle?"

A voice that mortals cannot hear is mixed in the wind.

Chapter 230 Nine Choices

Chanel's funeral was a rainy day.

The hazy rain fell from the gray sky and sprinkled on such a filthy world.

In front of the scaffolding erected by the roadside stood a procession in mourning clothes.

A team of black suits, black ties, and black umbrellas.

Teacher Lishui, who led the whole class, wore a pure and simple black suit, looking delicate and dignified.

In the crowded funeral venue, media reporters also started to move, raising their cameras one after another to take pictures of the procession of condolence students.

Mr. Shui Shui didn't seem to care about the busy shutter sound and the chasing cameras at all, and calmly talked with the person who received the funeral.

The white air of incense sticks rises slowly, with a quiet fragrance, permeating the mourning hall.

The girl in black mourning put her palms together silently, looking at the silent black and white portrait, and murmured silently.

"Kana...I..."

Maiko hardly closed her eyes last night.

She kept thinking about the broken phone, the disappearance of Chanel's text messages, and what the teacher did—she didn't know who to talk to.

In contrast to Zhen Yizi's haggardness, even if the teacher saw Zhen Yizi in the early morning class meeting, he was indifferent.

He still maintained his usual gentle attitude, as if those things yesterday never happened.

However, this made Zhen Yizi even more afraid.

Maiko didn't know what to do, and now she seemed to be savoring Chanel's worries at that time.

Teacher Shui Shui walked in and said something. Afterwards, the person collecting the funeral ceremony ran into the funeral venue and called out a woman in luxurious mourning clothes.

Maiko, who was standing in the team of classmates, suddenly became stiff all over, and some kind of bad premonition welled up in her heart.

That is Chanel's mother, a face she has been familiar with since kindergarten, but at this moment she is terribly old.

Chanel's mother bowed deeply to the teacher with tears streaming down her face, and the teacher, as if trying to support her, hugged her shoulders and talked to her.

Chanel's mother then turned to the team of classmates and saluted with a dignified expression.

Suddenly, she stopped moving.

She stared at Maiko standing in the line without blinking her eyes.

Chanel's mother's fingers trembling as she clenched the handkerchief tightly, even Maiko, who was far away from her, could see clearly.

"...Maiko."

Although she couldn't hear the sound, Maiko could read it from the shape of her bloodless lips.

She slowly approached Maiko.

Although she was dressed in an all-black mourning suit, this traditional funeral attire made Chana's mother, whom Maiko had known for a long time, look like a stranger.

"Maiko."

When she called Maiko again, her voice changed—it was a cold and sharp voice that Maiko had never heard before.

Although she felt confused, her body was still unconsciously stiff, and she also noticed that the students were deliberately keeping a distance from her.

She was isolated... Everyone isolated her tacitly, as if they knew something.

"Aunt……"

She couldn't help calling out earnestly, feeling uneasy and fear in her heart.

The pale woman walked up to Makoto, stared into her eyes for a while, and then said:

"How did you bully our Chanel?"

Listening to that erratic tone, Maiko realized that she couldn't understand what the other party was saying at all.

"……what?"

She woke up like a dream.

"Channa has always regarded you as a friend, and has always trusted you..."

Chanel's mother's eyes fell on the rain-soaked asphalt road.

"Your tutor and the principal specially took the questionnaire to visit our home last night. It is the result of the anonymous survey we requested. You should know the next thing, right?"

"I do not know I do not know!"

"It's written in several questionnaires, the person who bullied our family's Chanel is you, Makoto."

How can it be!

An unsettling commotion began to rise around Maiko, who was standing still, and gradually expanded like a water wave.

"Some people say that because Chanel puts her club activities ahead of you, you started to do insidious bullying to her.

You deliberately threw away her sheet music and hid her schoolbag...

These things, Chanel has never mentioned to us...

The teacher also told me that no matter what you did to Chanel, she still regards you as a friend and has been silently protecting you. "

Chanel's mother's trembling voice gradually rose, as if flowing lava.

Maiko was almost out of breath, she wanted to refute loudly, but couldn't make a sound.

"Shortly before Chanel's death, she appeared to have a flat tire on her bicycle several times, and each time it happened, she had to walk home from school on the bicycle.

We thought it was a flat tire, but when we took it to repair it, we found that it was not the case, it was a prank by someone to let the air out..."

Kanna's mother glared at Maiko with eyes red and swollen from crying.

"...You really aren't surprised at all! You already knew about it, right?"

──Chicken, my bicycle is in a strange condition. I walked home with the bicycle today.

"That's because... Chanel sent me a text message to tell me..."

"Stop lying! Since you did it, of course you know it?"

no!She almost wanted to scream out the words.

However, the evidence to support her statement is no longer there.

The text message sent to her by Chanel can no longer be retrieved.

Usuzu-sensei, who was standing gracefully a little distance away, was watching their conversation.

Among all the people present, Maiko must have been the only one who noticed that there was a hint of a smile oozing from her beautiful lips, right?

She opened and closed her lips beautifully, and said a word to Maiko silently.

[Who would doubt me? ]

That piercingly beautiful face made Maiko tremble all over.

Chanel's mother covered her face with her hands, knelt down and began to cry.

"We never suspected that Maeko would be that kind of person, neither my husband nor I noticed.

The teacher also cried and apologized to me, saying that she was very sad that she didn't realize that before it happened.

But, Zhen Yizi, why can you come to the funeral today as if nothing happened?

That kid is dead, don't you feel anything? "

"Mrs."

"Don't be too sad."

Women in black aprons who had come to help with the funeral came running.They pulled the weeping mother of Chanel away from Maiko.

"Madam, cheer up, today is an important day for Chanel, ma'am!"

Chanel's mother broke down in sobs, and the sobs turned into loud cries.

One of the women who surrounded Chanel's mother walked over and pushed Maiko away.