I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

This is my fifth day in Tokyo.

When I first arrived in Tokyo, the most troublesome thing was to find a suitable place to live.But very fortunately, before I was about to lose patience looking at the house, the intermediary recommended me a house that was very suitable for me, and I bought it at a very low price.

——It is in a quiet town that is far away from the downtown area. There is only one historic school nearby, and the neighbors on the left and right are far apart. The house also has a small garden.

The only downside is that people died,

It is said that a family of three lived here before.

The husband owed a huge amount of gambling debts. He was called to collect debts and wanted to leave his wife and child to run away. The child suffered from a disease that was difficult to treat. After the desperate wife killed her husband, she burned charcoal with the child in the room and committed suicide.

Yes, that's right, I was able to buy it at such a low price just because it was a haunted house.

After I bought the house, I entrusted a moving company to move the things I left at my residence in Tottori. Because the money was in place, the moving company was also very efficient, and all the things I needed were moved the next day.

On the third day after buying the house, I successfully moved into the new house.

...

Ah, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet.

My name is Ibuki Sake, I am 24 years old, and I am an ordinary novelist.

More precisely, a horror novelist.

Not long ago, I was living in the rural Tottori Prefecture. After finishing the last short story, I suddenly wanted to change my environment and change my mood, so I left the residence on a whim without discussing with anyone. After more than a year in Tottori, I came to Tokyo and quickly bought a house to settle down.

But I always think that when I move out, people who know me should get used to it, just send them a message to let them know--and apart from editors, generally no one will specialize Come and find me at the place - so it's totally fine if you think about it.

Thinking this way, I opened the cardboard box that hadn't been packed at the entrance, and sorted out the things inside.

I was tidying up, and after a while, I heard the familiar dog barking from outside, barking "Wow, woof, woof" one after another.

I had to stop first, stand up and walk outside.

Although I don't know why the dog, which has always been obedient, suddenly barks, but it's not a good thing to be complained by the neighbors for not keeping the dog under control when I just moved to this town.

When I walked to the door and looked in the direction of the dog barking, I saw an unexpected scene.

Across the fence and iron gate that comes with the yard, my dog ​​is barking outside the iron gate, and outside the iron gate, there is a girl with her head poked, beckoning to the dog hesitantly.

"That... how are you?"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"I'm really not a bad person!"

"Wang!"

↑This is the conversation I heard when I came out (?), the dog looked a little anxious, kept turning in circles, barking at the strange girl.

"General, come here." I stood at the door and called.

The dog who was barking fiercely stopped barking after I called his name, squatted and turned his head, grinned all of a sudden, showing a classic Shiba Inu-style smile, turning his head and running over.

I followed the direction it was running towards and looked over again, and saw clearly the appearance of the girl whose body was mostly blocked by the general just now.

About sixteen or seventeen years old, the hair is a rare flesh pink, and the ends are still a little blue

And... the legs are very interesting.

Although it's a bit impolite to say so, but this kind of leg shape, which is somewhat similar to a radish, looks cute [whispers]?

"I'm sorry, this child just came to a new home, so he's probably a little anxious." I touched the general's bag to calm it down, and then said to the girl, "Aren't you scared?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" The girl shook her head quickly, blinked her eyes and looked at me, her eyes were shining, "Sister, did you just move here? I didn't see anyone in this house a few days ago... ?”

I nodded and asked the girl, "What's the matter?"

The girl scratched her cheek, looked left and right, and said hesitantly, "It's like this, because this house has not been lived in for a long time. I came back today and saw that the house seemed to be occupied. I was a little curious and came to have a look. That...Actually...Sister, have you heard any rumors about this house?"

—Say it!Well done Ningning!

——Generally, whoever would take the initiative to live in a haunted house must have been fooled by the housing agency!

——Never let such an intellectual and gentle beautiful sister be cheated by a black-hearted agency!

The girl clenched her fist in her heart to encourage herself.

I didn't know what the girl in front of me was thinking, but after a little thought, I understood what she was referring to, "It means that someone died in this house, I know. Thank you."

Girl: "...?"

"what--?!"

"Probably because of this reason, the price of this house is much lower than I expected, which is not bad." I looked at the surprised look of the girl, thinking that I would remind others that the girl who bought the haunted house must also be a girl. Not a bad kind child, so he smiled and asked her, "Little girl, what's your name?"

"Ah! Me, me? My name is Baxun Ningning!"

"Hmm... Nene? It's very comfortable to read, I like such a name." I boasted, and based on the social principle of exchanging names, I also told her my name, "My name is Ibuki Sake (ibukiSeishu)."

"My sister's name sounds nice too, she feels like a shrine maiden." Probably because I didn't treat children with an attitude, but talked with her with an equal attitude, and Yaxun Ningning's attitude was much more relaxed and natural. , After finishing speaking, he looked at the general curiously, "The dog's name is [General]?"

I nodded.

When the general heard his name being called, he turned his head and looked over vigilantly.

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On February 2018, 4, it was sunny.

On the first day I moved to Yasho-cho, I met a nice girl.

The name is short and catchy, the person is cute, and the legs are cute.

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The sun gradually went down.

After watching the girl who chatted for a while leave, I closed the iron gate and led the general into the house.

In order to be able to move in as soon as possible, I did not rush to change the decoration of this house, so from some subtle places, I can still see some traces of life left by the previous owner, that is, the family of three who died.

Judging from the information I got, the time when the three members of that family died was actually less than three years ago.

If you want to say whether a person will be afraid to live in such a haunted house...

It's actually fine.

Leaving aside the question of whether there are ghosts or ghosts in this world, what I really want to say is more touching than the question of whether ghosts exist or not. Perhaps it is the emotion and reason behind this leftover story.

Just imagining what kind of mood the wife would have when she killed her husband and then burned charcoal with her children to commit suicide, I would feel that the house is full of hopeless wreckage left behind.

If there are ghosts in the world, whoever turns into a ghost will be a despicable husband, a desperate wife, or an innocent child?

...cough.

Divergent imagination is the traditional skill of novel writers, so there is no need to make a fuss.

I walked into a room facing the sunset in the west with the cardboard box of books in my arms. It was the room I had chosen as a study room early in the morning. The people from the moving company had already moved all the bookshelves to this room for me.

The still-empty bookshelves are covered with colorful sunsets. I don’t know whether it’s because of the light or psychological reasons. I think the sunsets that penetrate through the windows in these rooms on the west look extraordinarily bright red.

The general followed me step by step. I put the cardboard box on the table, took out books from the cardboard box and placed them on the bookshelf one by one.

The first book on the top is a short story novel I just finished recently. The title of the book is "The Reef".

I just sent the finished second volume to the editor a few days ago, and moved when the editor was busy with publishing.

The unopened volume of "The Reef" is quietly placed on the top shelf of the bookshelf, and the girdle is printed with the words 'The most potential work of 2017, the end of the Kuroshio tide, a heart-wrenching work by a well-known novelist. Pre-sale sales miracle' and the like make people—especially the author himself feel embarrassed and don't know what good slogans to say.

I looked at it, then pulled out the book and tore off the wrapping, and threw the wrapping and girdle into the trash can before putting the book back on the shelf.

Well, sure enough, without the bells and whistles and slogans, it looks much more normal.

I nodded in satisfaction, and put the rest of the books on the bookshelf, sorting them by category and size.

"Wang Woo!"

Time passed by gradually, until the general who had been following me step by step suddenly yelled and stared at my calf with his head while yelling, I didn't realize that a long time had passed.

Whether it's a human or a dog, it's already past the time to eat, but I don't feel it much, only the general honestly makes a sound of hunger.

The little guy was so aggrieved.

"Are you hungry?" I glanced down, put down the almost finished study, and went to get food for the general.

Because most of the things have not been cleaned up, now I can only feed it bagged dog food to make do.After pouring the general’s dog food into the food bowl, I took out my mobile phone and clicked on the website of Qianguan (takeaway) to check nearby restaurants that provide food delivery service.

In Tokyo, there should be a lot of shops to choose from. After all, the legendary Totsuki Gakuen is located in Tokyo.

I scrolled through the list of food delivery shops on the website, and was satisfied to see that the restaurants on the list were much more abundant than those in rural places like Tottori, and I could basically find anything I wanted to eat.

I quickly selected a fish restaurant closer to Yasho-cho and placed an order.