I, the lord of ghost stories

"Please go back, anyway, you can't stay here now, go back quickly!"

The crowd who came to express their condolences watched Maiko leave crying with eyes full of curiosity, surprise, and indignation.

Although there were her classmates among those people, in Zhen Yizi's eyes, they all melted into the same black mourning clothes and could no longer be distinguished.

Everyone stared indifferently at Maiko who ran away crying, like a masked team.

"It's really ugly. The malice of adults is used against such children. It's really despicable."

There was already a slight displeasure in Sifeng Yuanyu's tone.

"This child is a bit too pitiful."

He stood in a corner of the crowd, not wearing mourning clothes, and no one noticed him as an uninvited visitor.

"Do you want to pity the child?"

Under the drooping black bangs of Miss Yan Mo in school uniform, her eyes were calm, and she just sighed slightly.

"Things like this, every year, happen to this land."

Stretching out her snow-white slender hand on her back to catch the rain falling from the sky, she murmured softly:

"This is a disease that has been carved into the bone marrow in this national tradition."

"The more you see it, the sooner you will know...you can't save everything, and you can't help."

They can help ten, hundreds, or even thousands of real people, but they can't help millions of real people...

This is the case throughout Japan, there will always be bullies who bully others, and there will always be those who are bullied.

Even the bully at this time may become the bullied.

The bullied at this time may turn into a bully in a blink of an eye.

The dark side of the human heart is spreading wantonly, and resentment is born continuously.

The girl from hell keeps going back and forth, dragging people to hell again and again.

"As long as there are human beings, the chain of resentment will not be broken, and the hell communication will continue until the end of time."

Having said that, she sighed softly again.

"Besides, I can't arbitrarily interfere with the parties' decisions."

"No matter how she chooses, whether she decides to use the power of hell or make her own efforts is her own choice.

Completely, without force, from her own will. "

"Until that decision is made, I cannot induce or interfere."

"It's the rule."

"Why don't you make a move?"

"God is not man's slave, let alone anyone's nanny here."

"She is your club."

"The protection she deserves has been promised, she will not be entangled by monsters.

After death, in the eternal land, I will take care of you. "

"As for now, it's a matter between human beings, and it's not within my protection.

She can choose to seek help from her parents, teachers, and reporters... She has many choices, but she avoids them all, and she doesn't know why she has come to this point. "

"Everyone should always pay for their own ideas."

"Even if everything can't help her, if she begs me, I'm still willing to respond once."

"But she didn't."

"She didn't ask me, but chose the spirit hell... It means she doesn't believe me."

……

It was so cold that even my breath froze.

The cold rain before had drenched the asphalt road.

After leaving Chanel's house, the street returned to its original silence.

No one continued to chase after her, but no one followed to care about her.

How to do?

How to do?

How to do?

I wanted to yell, but I couldn't.

When Channa died, or when she cried in front of Mr. Shuishui, she never cried so sadly.Not only that, in her memory, she had never cried so intensely since she was a child.

I was so choked up that I couldn't breathe, and my chest hurt like it was about to burst.

Because she cried so much, Maiko crouched on the side of the road and coughed.

It's like a part of the body seems to be broken, and the tears can't stop no matter what.

Why doesn't everyone understand themselves?

Maiko tried so hard to do something for Chana, but the blame fell on her instead.

This is not how it should be!Where did she go astray?

It would be fine if you didn't give your phone to the teacher.

It would have been nice if I had told Kana's father about the text message right away.

Before Zhenyizi chose to believe in her teacher and led to today's tragic situation, whether it was a mother, a policeman, or even a reporter with a false smile, it would be fine if she chose other options.

It would have been nice to have listened to Chana when she was still alive.

Even if she just cried with her, it would definitely lead to other results.

──Whether everyone believes what the teacher said or what you said, you will know soon.

Teacher Qianshui confirmed this sentence in the cruelest way.

There was no one in the park under the cold rain.

Maiko sat on the wet bench, crying and crying for an unknown amount of time.

Finally, she stood up with her wet schoolbag in her arms, and walked back to her home with heavy steps.

The whimpering that had stopped long ago still emerged from the bottom of the throat from time to time.

When she walked into the dim entrance, she heard her mother's high-pitched voice coming from the living room.

"I'm really sorry, but how could our child... Yes, I haven't talked to her about it... No, that's not what I meant... There must be some misunderstanding..."

Mom seems to be coming home from get off work earlier than usual today.

Feeling uneasy, Zhen Yizi walked into the living room with wet footprints.

Mom was still wearing her work suit, looking sadly at the phone.

"My daughter hasn't come home yet, after I have a good talk with her..."

When my mother was talking about this, she found that Maiko had returned, so she opened her eyes wide and said:

"...after I've had a good talk with her, I'll tell the school again...yes...no, I'm really sorry.

Sorry to trouble you.It is good. "

Hearing the sound of her mother bowing and apologizing in embarrassment, Maiko dropped her schoolbag on the ground and immediately turned around and ran up the stairs.

Mother's voice also followed.

"Zhen Yizi, where have you been? Things are going wrong, many people called, and mother still doesn't know what happened...

Although I have deliberately left work early, no matter at get off work or at home, parents of students have called, hey, wait a minute, really!Don't go yet! "

The mother who came after her on the second floor knocked on Maiko's door in a panic.

"Maiko, open the door, open the door quickly!"

"nothing."

Maiko locked the door from the inside, leaned against the door and closed her eyes. "Don't worry, I won't kill myself."

"Maiko!"

Mother was so frightened that her voice trembled, and she stopped knocking on her door desperately. "Mom believes in you, anyway, tell mom what happened... What happened? What happened between you and Chanel?"

"Nothing. I didn't do anything . . . but this is not going to work."

"...Maiko?"

"I'm fine... Please let me be quiet today. I'll tell you about it after I calm down."

Some small sounds fell on Maiko's uniform skirt. "I think the people who called should have said it. Everyone said that I was a prisoner who bullied Chanel, right? But I never did such a thing. Although I don't know how to prove it, I really didn't Do. Mom, please trust me."

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

She heard her mother sigh heavily.

"I see, mom trusts Maiko."

"Thank you."

Maiko tried to make her tone brighter.

The water droplets that flowed from the cheeks to the chin dripped on the skirt again.

At this time, the stubborn phone rang again downstairs.

"Mom knows that you and Chana have always had a good relationship, and mom also understands that, whether it's with Chana or other classmates, Makoto has no ability to play tricks behind the scenes to bully others."

"It's going too far to say that."

Makoto couldn't help laughing either.She gripped her elbows, nails digging deep into the flesh.Although she tried not to cry, her cheeks and arms were already wet with tears.

"I'm really fine, please let me be quiet today. I will face it head-on tomorrow, please."

"I have to say it upfront, Makoto, Mom doesn't like a fight that has no chance of winning."

"Ah."

Maiko leaned against the door and nodded.

The mother who stood silently in front of the door for a long time seemed to be walking slowly towards the stairs.

"No way, let you shut yourself up tonight... Mom will bring dinner later, you must eat well. If you don't eat, mom will use tools to pry open your door."

"Ah."

Mother's considerate voice, on the contrary, contained a kind of unbearable pain, which shook Maiko's mood.

"I'll ask you again tomorrow. Before that, I'll unplug the phone line."

"Ah."

"Mom trusts Maiko."

"……Um."

Maiko heard her mother's footsteps coming down the stairs, and buried her face in her elbows.

The hot tears welled up in one go, and scattered on her wrists.

After a while, my mother seemed to really unplug the phone line.

Zhen Yizi reluctantly ate a rice ball placed outside the door, then put the plate back in the corridor, and listened to the silence of the night.

Downstairs became completely silent, not a single sound could be heard.

It seems that mother is determined to keep her promise and let Maiko have a good time tonight.

Maiko threw herself onto the bed in a room with no lights on.

In the end, why did Channa die?

For warning?

Or revenge?