I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

The white-haired boy in black clothes gave me a fixed look, as if he was a little surprised and puzzled, but he quickly retracted his gaze, zipped up his collar, covered his mouth with the collar, and turned around to fall towards the bottom of the overpass. The monster went there.

I propped myself up on the ground and blinked slowly.

Not far away, the huge monster body that resembled a stag beetle and an octopus disappeared as if it had been wiped directly from my retina.

Ah, no.

It stands to reason that it should still be there, but I can't see it.

All abnormal and non-daily things that should not appear in daily life are erased, and the world returns to what ordinary people can see in my eyes.

The black hood that appeared in the surrounding sky at an unknown time also disappeared.

After the black covers disappeared, ambulances appeared outside the street.The signs on these ambulances were not quite the same as those of common ambulances, but the medical staff who also wore white coats looked the same, carrying stretchers in from outside the street, searching for survivors in an orderly manner for first aid.

Those in charge of combat and those in charge of logistics have a very clear division of labor.

It seems that although such monsters exist, there are also professionals and organizations that specialize in dealing with these monsters, like Ultraman and Kamen Rider dealing with little monsters, superheroes dealing with super villains, and onmyoji dealing with monsters Same.

Under the guidance of the logistics staff, I left this area where I don't know if the danger has been relieved, and quietly let the medical staff check my body for injuries.

I also saw them carry several other survivors on stretchers and into the ambulance.

Except for me, the few survivors looked seriously injured. The most seriously injured one had been twisted half a circle at the waist. Even if he was rescued, he might be paralyzed for life.

Because of this, even if I wanted to know everything about it very, very urgently, I didn't bother in this situation, and kept quiet and stayed aside.

Even if you can't help, don't trouble others. This is the most basic quality of being a human being.

"Hello, lady, are you a survivor of today's incident?" After a while, after the ambulance left with the injured, a thin man who had been on the phone in a hurry ended the call , looked around and walked towards me.

The image of a social animal in a suit and black-framed glasses is similar to my editor, and his temperament should be the type that is often irritated in the workplace.

I analyzed it subconsciously, and nodded without any flaws on my face, guessing what this person suddenly came to me to say.

...Probably just that reason.

"About everything I saw today..."

"Do you want to sign a non-disclosure agreement?" I asked skillfully.

"Ah, yes, it's best not to publicize it...the non-disclosure agreement is unnecessary."

— just don’t advertise it?It doesn't seem to be very strict, but from another perspective, there should be a lot of insiders, so maybe you can try to ask?

It would be best if I could get an answer, if not—I'd just find another way to get the truth, whether it's a private investigator or something else.

Thinking of this, I considered my tone, "If possible, can I know what that is?"

"This..." The thin man wearing glasses showed a embarrassed expression.

Generally showing such an expression means to let people know their difficulties and quit and don't ask.

I pretended that I didn't see what he meant, and after a short hesitation, with my best acting skills, I showed a somewhat disturbed expression, "It's like this, on that street just now, besides the monster at the bottom of the overpass, I also saw Then came another monster with black fur and horns, it seemed to be targeting me from beginning to end. It didn't run away until the white-haired boy said 'fuck off', and I was worried if it appeared next to me again... "

I stopped when I said this, I don’t need to say it myself, let people taste it for themselves.

Even if someone has the ability to detect lies, I don't panic, after all, every word I say is the truth.

The thin man's expression became serious when he heard the words, he felt it carefully before nodding, "There is indeed a slight filthiness, if you don't pay attention, you will be ignored."

"It should be a second-level curse spirit." Under such a premise, it will be much more convenient for me to ask for relevant information.The skinny man—who introduced himself as Iji Kitaka—gives me a brief introduction to the creatures.

Curses are said to be produced from the negative emotions of human beings, and there is also a fairly juvenile setting of "curse power". Only people with a certain amount of curse power can see curses, and ordinary people can only see them at special times. To, say, the moment of death.

In short, it is easy to understand by substituting various juvenile manga settings with special power systems, such as the virtual in "BLEACH (O God)", the ghost in "Oni O's Blade"... and so on.

So with such reminders, like Mr. Yidizhi, the white-haired boy, and other specialized medical staff, they should also belong to a professional organization like the Jing O Court and the Ghost O Team, right?

But after the question of "what is that" was answered, I didn't ask other questions out of propriety. I thanked him politely and got Mr. Yizhizhi's contact information.He told me to contact him if I felt something was wrong.

"Thank you very much." I thank you again and put away the contact information.

[This station will report to you the time of the vicious bomb attack in Akihabara yesterday. At 14:55 pm yesterday, a man stabbed someone with a knife under a pedestrian bridge and detonated a bomb strapped to his body, killing 49 people , 5 people were injured, the specific reason is still under investigation, follow-up please pay attention...]

A day later, I saw related reports on the news.

After pouring the dog food for the general, I looked up and read the report, feeling a little delicate.

If I hadn't been to Akihabara yesterday, I would probably have just glanced at such a report at home today and wouldn't have taken it to heart.

Who would have thought that there are supernatural events behind these serious news reports, the reports seem to be true, and there are even coded photos of the so-called 'bombers'.

The number of abnormal deaths and missing persons in Japan is more than 10000 per year on average, and there are countless crimes and accidents. So now, how many of those dead actually died of those curses? What about making trouble?

"The seemingly safe and peaceful world is actually full of dangers." I sighed with emotion, and looked at the general happily eating dog food with my face propped up.

Hearing the sigh, the general stopped cooking, looked up at me blankly and innocently, and let out a dull bark.

If you anthropomorphize it, a general who doesn't know anything may carefully ask, 'Why are you sighing, did I eat too much? ' or something cute and carefree.

I reached out and touched the general's head, stood up, walked to the sofa and sat down.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, there is a book that I took down after I came back yesterday.

Volume [-] of The Reef.

On the cover is a Ukiyo-e-style monster named Reef drawn by a well-known artist according to the description in the book.

I picked up the reef and looked at it for a while.

Before facing the earth-shattering world view, I may have to face the shock that the horrible creature I wrote turned into a 'curse' and appeared in reality.

I didn't feel the malice, at least judging from what happened yesterday, it still saved me.But people always fear and resist the unknown, and I can't see those things. I don't even know if it is squatting not far away and watching quietly with those godless goat eyes. Do you feel hairy?

——So why is the curse caused by negative emotions like that?

Could it be that the readers cursed me?

...

It's...not impossible.

Is it all because I love scaring readers too much?However, in terms of the degree of resentment, it shouldn't be "The Reef" that will be cursed because of the readers' resentment?Obviously, the one I was scolded the most was not this book, but "Paper Doll", followed by "Doctor Crazy".

I'm baffled.