Only 100 days left in life

When the hour hand pointed to [-]:[-], it was almost near the elementary school.

After simply parking the car in the parking lot on one side, and getting out of the narrow van, the six of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting in the car for several hours, even if their physique is different from ordinary people, it is inevitable that they will have a little backache.

So it's nice to come down and walk around and get some fresh air.

The street trees in summer are bright green, fluttering gently with the wind, shielding pedestrians from sunlight.

There were no children in front of the door, but the guard on one side saw a few people stranded here, frowned and walked over here.

"Ah—it's finally here," Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei looked at the elementary school in front of her curiously. "It feels very quiet. What's going on, is this place closed after the accident?"

She clasped her hands in a trumpet shape, "Hello—uncle over there, are there no elementary school students in class today?"

"No," Fu Heihui sighed, "It's because it's summer vacation."

On the rest day, of course elementary school is on holiday.

"Hey, you guys, what are you doing here?" The uncle who was walking this way asked, "Now the school is closed, and you are not allowed to enter if you have nothing to do. You guys who are idle, please stay away from here—huh? Behind Who is it?"

He didn't seem to expect to see someone he knew, and stretched his neck to look at the black-haired boy standing at the end of the crowd, "Is it classmate Fu Hei?"

Facing the gazes of several people, Fu Heihui, who was hiding behind, nodded awkwardly.

"It's me," he said briefly.

"I just said that it feels like you. Over the years, you have grown up a lot," the guard uncle seemed to be very familiar with Fu Heihui, and smiled familiarly.

"It's rare to come back. We were all very surprised to hear that you went to Tokyo for the high school entrance examination," he asked, "Who are these people around you?"

"We are studying architecture. We happened to inspect the safety facilities and fall prevention design of the primary school's stairwells. When we collected the statistics, we found that there was a public elementary school nearby." Mariko Shiratori coughed, "I came to investigate."

She took out the documents she had prepared in advance and showed them to the guards, "The basic situation is like this, and I have confirmed it with people in the school before."

Nitta Akira nodded aside, "The only thing missing is the research results of this place, I really trouble you!"

She skillfully made up a lie, "We have searched for many places, but this old-fashioned staircase is really hard to find. It took a lot of hard work to find the elementary school here."

"Oh, it's true that it was said earlier that a teacher is coming to lead a team to investigate and make a research report." After confirming the credentials, the guard uncle heaved a sigh of relief, and led a few people inside, "Come with me first."

He walked in side by side with Mariko Shiratori and Akira Nitta, while several students gathered behind to chat.

"You know the guard?" Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei curiously touched Fu Heihui, who had "Don't ask me" written all over her face, "I didn't expect you to be so secretive!"

"I used to study here," Fu Heihui said, "so, just"

He turned his face away, as if unwilling to speak any more.

"Just what?" The aroused knot of knotweed also poked Fu Heihui's arm, "Say it quickly, Fu Hei!"

Junpei on the other side was also nodding desperately, his eyes full of curiosity.

Being stared at by three people, Fu Heihui sighed.

"I have taught a few senior students," he said reluctantly, "I happened to see them bullying the lower grade students."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Fu Heihui coughed uncomfortably.

Finding Yoshino Junpei looking at him all the time, he asked a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Yoshino Junpei smiled embarrassedly.

"Ah, I just remembered something from the past," he said, "It's great, if only I went to the same school as Fuhei..."

Whether it is Knotweed, Fuhei, or Nagasaki, they are all very good people.

If it's a classmate, it doesn't matter which one is good, they will definitely--

"It's not too late to be a classmate now."

Simply throwing away these words, Fu Heihui walked forward, "Follow."

"It's okay," Nagasaki Wild Rose said generously, "Although you don't seem to be very good at fighting... In the future, when you go shopping, you will carry all the bags!"

"Yeah," Knotabagi Yuren wrapped his arms around his shoulders, "It's not too late to be friends now!"

He smiled and said, "How about going to a movie after a while? I remember a new movie was released recently, and it feels pretty good..."

Yoshino Junpei nodded vigorously, showing a bright smile.

Standing in front of the two connected buildings, apart from Mariko Shiratori, the expressions of the other five people became serious.

What they saw in their eyes was a teaching building filled with cursed and ominous atmospheres, and black mist was expanding outwards, almost covering the sky in this area.

Although Shiratori Mariko didn't know what they saw, she could still feel something was wrong from the death-like silence.

"What's wrong?" She looked at the teaching building in front of her, "Is there something wrong?"

According to the records she compiled, in the past month, three students who stayed at home committed suicide by jumping off the building.

There was no warning, except that they all committed suicide in the middle of the night, and their heads were all engraved with the word "excellent" that looked like a spell.

And on their faces, there are happy and satisfied smiles as if they are being praised.

The task of the few people is to investigate this suspicious teaching building, and look for traces of unnatural factors such as curse spirits.

"There may be a curse inside," Fu Heihui said, releasing the two jade dogs, "Maybe we have to split up."

The two buildings were also shrouded in black mist, and it was highly possible that there was more than one curse spirit.

The situation is urgent. In order to prevent the curse spirits from attacking the surrounding residents, it seems that the only way is to exorcise them first, or block them for a while.

"However," Akira Nitta, who was an auxiliary supervisor, hesitated, "The investigators passed it on, showing that this is only a second-level task."

Logically speaking, the strength of the second-level spell spirit should not be so high, "I'm afraid it is above the first level now."

She originally wanted to persuade a few people to give up temporarily and wait for the first-level magician to come, but the five people, including Shiratori Mariko, seemed to have no such idea at all.

They started discussing the grouping.

"I'll go to the one in front," Mariko Shiratori pointed to the building on the left according to her intuition, "What grade is it over there?"

She had a vague premonition that something seemed to be calling her over there.

...It's so strange, would a curse spirit come to her door for her to touch?

This is like asking the boss to voluntarily give up overtime pay, how weird it is.

"There are grades one to three over there," Fu Heihui said, "I'll be with you."

He hesitated for a moment, "Expelling curses is not an interesting job, why don't you stay here with Ms. Nitta—"

Although Gojo Satoru made him completely trust Shiratori's strength, but her situation is obviously not so reassuring...

"No," Shiratori Mariko shook her head, "I've come here, I have to see what it looks like."

After jumping over the jump, her mentality changed completely, "If a curse spirit attacks me later, just leave me there, and it's fine for me to touch it back by myself."

Anyway, the building here looks so big.

Fu Heihui sighed and compromised.

"Okay, then I'll go over there with Junpei and Kugizaki." Kojou Yuhito rubbed Kuro who was following him, and gestured to Fukuro Megumi and Shiratori Mariko, "We will connect to the corridor in a while. See?"

The corridor he mentioned obviously refers to the glass corridor on the second floor that connects the two buildings together.

Shiratori Mariko nodded.

She looked at the assistant supervisor, "Miss Nitta, please inform that guy Gojo Satoru. Oh yes, please lower the bill too—is that what you said?"

She scratched her hair, "I'm not very skilled yet, anyway, please!"

Looking at the stubborn people, Akira Nitta nodded.

"Well, I'll trouble you first. Anyway, I wish you all the best, I'll go and notify the other magicians to come," she said, "Please be careful."

When Mariko Shiratori and Megumi Fukuro stepped into the teaching building, they clearly noticed that the surrounding environment had changed.

She could clearly see that there seemed to be a layer of white smoke surrounding her.

The mist couldn't cover their sight, but it was only shadowy around them, as if to indicate something.

"Here is... the domain unfolding?" Fuguro Hui looked around vigilantly, keeping Shiratori Mariko behind her, "No, that's not right."

He didn't feel any murderous intent, nor did he feel the breath of the curse spirit.

It seems that after stepping into this place, the thick, viscous malice of the curse disappeared.

The corridors are clean and empty.

Mariko Shiratori, who was looking at the corridor in front of her, also frowned.

"It's not cloudy today," she said thoughtfully, "Why is there no sunshine in the corridor here at this time?"

In order to pretend that she is a student of architecture, she made up a lot of relevant knowledge.

The buildings of the elementary school have relevant sunshine standard requirements, and the regulations are very strict. It is absolutely impossible to deliberately build a shaded side here.

Shiratori Mariko raised her hand and looked at her watch.

It seemed to be completely broken, and the second hand stopped at three o'clock in the afternoon, motionless.

No... She glanced at her watch when she got out of the car, it was definitely not this time.

She frowned.

What is going on here?

At this moment, there was a low sobbing sound from the corner of the corridor, which seemed to belong to a little girl.

The mist dissipated a little.

The weeping girl hiding in the corner covered her face, her knees were brought together, almost curled into a ball.

Jade Dog didn't warn, but instead ran towards the girl and got close to her.

Mariko Shiratori and Megumi Fukuro looked at each other, followed Jade Dog to stand beside the girl.

Seeing a white dog running to her side, the little girl stopped crying, but reached out curiously and stroked the jade dog.

Jade Dog also obediently rubbed her palm.

Feeling Yugou's feedback, Fuguro Hui explained to Shiratori Mariko beside her, "It should be an ordinary person who entered by mistake."

He took a step forward, but keenly noticed the little girl's slightly resistant expression.

Mariko Shiratori, who also saw the little girl flinch, stopped a little away from her.

She looked at the girl reassuringly, "I'm Mariko Shiratori, a new staff member recently. What's your name, kid?"

The little girl hesitated, then nodded.

"I, my name is Takumi Harue..." she whispered, "I am in the third grade here."

Following her movements, the red palm print on the other side of the face was also exposed, lining the girl's extremely fair face, it was shocking.

But Mariko Shiratori was taken aback.

She had seen the name Takumi Harue in the documents before coming here.

Three months ago, the girl who died because of falling down the stairs had this name, and she was also in the third grade.

She tentatively reached out to touch the girl, trying to detect whether the girl in front of her was a curse spirit or an ordinary person who had entered by mistake.

And at this moment, there was a loud noise from the entrance.

The girl stood up in a panic as if she had been stimulated by something, and ran away.

Mariko Shiratori and Megumi Fukuro glanced at each other, before they had time to think, they chased after her.