[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

The coldness penetrated into the skin through the thin clothing along the hands on the shoulders, penetrating into every pore.

I made a smart move and moved forward quietly, trying to shake off the hand on my shoulder.

The owner of the hand didn't use any force, and followed my movements to retract it.

Seemingly puzzled by my actions, she asked in a gentle voice with concern, "Ayako, what's wrong?"

know me?

The sun can shine here, and it is said that ghosts are afraid of the sun, so... it shouldn't be a ghost?

I swallowed, trying to keep my voice as steady as possible: "...Ah, I'm fine, I just saw a cat running past."

I turned around and smiled at her stiffly.

I discovered just now that the backpack with dried fish in my hand has turned into a schoolbag full of books.The nightdress on her body has become the same school uniform as the girl.

The girl wears a badge on her school uniform—Tanaka Yukina, Class B, Grade [-].

Tanaka Xue Nai's skin is very white, just like the snow in her name, it is cold and white, and people can immediately associate it with albinism, or a patient who has been lying on a hospital bed with weak breath and has not seen light for a long time.

"Ayako really likes cats," Tanaka Yukina's tone was a bit strange, and her pronunciation was jerky, "I still hate cats."

Uh...how should I answer this?No matter what, let's go to class with Tanaka Xue Nai to see the situation.

I coughed lightly and carried my bag: "Xue Nai, let's go to class."

Tanaka Yukina tilted her head and looked at me. Different from her white and transparent complexion, her hair color was dumb and extremely black, and her hair seemed to split the skin when it fell.

"Ah."

I was half a step behind Tanaka Yukina and wanted to follow her to class.Her steps are small and her speed is slow, so I can only follow patiently and carefully.

Tanaka Yukina walked silently with her head down.

"Ayako" is very popular, and many men and women stopped to say hello to me along the way.

The emotions on each face are vivid, the smiles on the corners of the mouth, the tone of the voice are very normal, and there is a false peace under the bright golden sun.

I just breathed a sigh of relief and became nervous again. I don't know if it was a coincidence that no one focused on Tanaka Xuenai.

Tanaka Yukina opened the class door and sat in the first row near the podium.She didn't talk to me again, her expression was frozen like the plaster figure I used for sketching.

I looked around, and now I can't just grab a classmate and ask: Hello, which one is my seat?

I'm afraid I'll be taken for a fool.

The seats are [-]% full, and it is estimated that it will not be long before class begins.

I walked to the podium, and as expected, there was a seating chart and class schedule under the glass.

The third row by the window on the left, I was lucky to see my name at a glance.

"Ayako, good morning~"

I glanced at the badge of the girl at the back table, paused slightly, and smiled, "Morning, Kiko."

After saying hello, I sat down peacefully, opened my schoolbag, took out my textbooks and spread them on the table.

Judging from the various report cards and certificates posted on the wall, the class management should be very strict. Most students have already consciously started to study, and it seems very inappropriate to shout loudly at this time.

For example, three men and one woman sitting in the back row.

"Why do you want to choose a pen fairy game? Do you think your life is too long?!" The tall, muscular student—a male student who was at least 30 years old from the appearance alone, slammed his fist on the table and yelled loudly. The short-haired woman next to him didn't look like a student, at least not a middle school student.

The short-haired woman tilted her head and curled her bright red lips: "How else can I choose, this refresh is all supernatural tasks..."

"You bitch!" The tall man clenched his fists and his joints creaked.

"Forget it, it's not like you don't know the side effects of Linghua's skills, and there's nothing you can do if your luck is cut. Anyway, the main task this time is simple, as long as you survive seven days!"

"Yeah yeah, big brother has such a high force value, and I still have a few ghost-exorcism props in my hand, it must be no problem!"

The two small men at the front table smiled cautiously in front of the peacemaker.

"Humph!"

The group had no intention of restraining their voices.

I held the pen in my hand, but my attention was completely focused on them.

Pen fairy game?Task?Skill?Are you playing a game?

I silently kept these words in my heart.

Quite strangely, the students acted like they didn't exist and went about their business without any reaction.

"Brother, the protection period is coming to an end."

"What do you say? Take care of yourself!"

"Yes Yes……"

"Dang-dang--!" The class bell rang.

The middle-aged female teacher stepped on the class bell and walked into the classroom. The old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses framed her sallow face, and chaotic malice was reflected in her eyes through the lenses.

The moment the class bell rang, all the students lowered their heads, and even the sound of breathing was barely audible in the already quiet classroom.

"Very well, no one is late today, and no one whispers in class, I am very satisfied."

The last "I'm very satisfied" seemed to pop out from between the teeth, and the hoarse and out of breath voice told everyone: I'm very dissatisfied!

The heads of the students under the podium were buried even lower.

Like most teachers, the teacher did not stand in front of the podium all the time during the class, and occasionally walked around the front few rows.

Except for the prologue, this is almost a normal class.

Just almost, I sat in the third row, the bad smell when the teacher stood at my table - like the smell of a piece of meat that has been exposed to the sun for a few days to attract flies to lay eggs on it.

The students were motionless, as the light and shadow hit them cruelly, something was about to rush out of their bodies and tear everything around them.

I'm sitting among the monsters - the thought sends a chill down my spine.

I don't know how long I'm going to stay here, whether I can get out alive, but I know that the key point is those four strange people.

After waiting for the bell for the end of get out of class for a long time, I observed the group of people calmly. Apart from their unstudent appearance, they behaved abnormally peacefully, listening to the class carefully and taking notes, as if the disputes I heard before did not exist.

I can't go up to talk directly, and I can't expose the difference between me and them and these students, unless I want to die.

I turned my head to the back table, facing Noriko Yamazuki who greeted me when I came over, as if complaining casually: "Kiko, the teacher has become more imposing these days, sitting in the front row is so scary, I really want to be transferred to the back Let's go..."

"Ayako! Don't be joking!" Kiko turned pale with fright, "This is the seat that the teacher personally arranged! You can't beat the teacher against you, you will die!" Kiko's last sentence was urgent and whispered, and her eyes fluttered as she spoke. Fear of being heard.

"...I know, just complain casually, and I won't tell others."

"It's okay to complain!"

I didn't expect Kiko's reaction to be so strong, so I nodded in confusion and stopped provoking the topic.

Halfway through the break, I rested my chin and looked at the basketball court outside the window, carefully digesting the limited information I got.

The pen fairy game that the big tall guy blurted out makes me feel bad, if this is a game for them-the theme is undoubtedly related to the pen fairy.

The skills and luck values ​​sounded like they were playing an online game. Judging from their attitude, there was no resurrection point in this game, and death meant the end, so the tall man was very angry at the short-haired woman's choice.

The four of them are very familiar with each other. They are big, tall and have a strong personality, but they have to hand over the choice of the game...or have to hand it over to a woman with short hair. There must be constraints...

Yamazuki Noriko suddenly reached out and poked my shoulder, "Ayako...don't be angry..."

It should be my expressionless contemplation that made Kiko think he was angry.

"I'm not angry..." I thought that since I came here from the dormitory in the morning, this school must be a boarding school, so I casually gave a reason, "I'm just thinking about what to write in my diary. It will make me feel more at ease when I go home and show it to my family during the holidays."

"Is that so... My tone was a bit heavy just now, Ayako is really too, I was almost scared by you!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, when we eat bento together at noon, can Ji Zi tell me about the things in school! For example, do we have school ghost stories that are very famous on the Internet?"

I winked at Noriko to make her laugh.

"Ayako is so cute!" Noriko poked my dangling short ponytail, lowered her voice and whispered into my ear, "You can ask the right person, tell you the story of your new dormitory at noon, don't run away !"

"Hahaha how come!"

I agreed immediately, thinking that no matter whether the direction of the investigation is right or not, there is some progress now.