I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

The master bedroom was given over to Ms. Wakaca, and Kurokawa Mitsumi slept in the living room. On his right was a four-panel glass window, with the bamboo roller blind halfway drawn, allowing the dim morning light to shine in.

Looking at the weather forecast last night, it said that today is a rare sunny day. Kurokawa Mangmi turned over and looked out the window, only to see dark, thick clouds.

Nothing like it was said last night.

Although the weather forecast only uses probability to predict the weather state, indicating that it may be sunny or cloudy, it is strange that the deviation is so large like this morning.

"Hello--"

"Are you awake?"

"I want to ask, do you see where my umbrella is again? By the way, I'm also looking for that dark green checkered scarf."

"It feels like it's going to be cold today."

Kurokawa Mangjian yelled a few words to the master bedroom, the storage box in the living room opened automatically, the umbrella flew out and fell to the ground, the scarf was like a long ribbon circling in the living room, and then wrapped around Kurokawa Mangjian's head superior.

Like a foreign tourist from India.

Kurokawa Mitsumi took off his scarf, put away his umbrella and schoolbag, thanked Miss Wakana, and went out.

When we got outside, although it was late autumn, everyone was dressed in thin and fashionable clothes. Many young women still wore short skirts, so it seemed that Misami Kurokawa and his green plaid scarf were out of place here.

What's more, it's not cold today.

The dark cloud above the head did not know when it dissipated.

The sun is shining.

Koike came to school.

When she was on the road, she heard a lot of gossip. Some people seemed to regard this matter as some kind of interesting unsolved case, and kept adding fuel to the dressing room and voyeurs.

Several versions have been circulated.

Even if Xiaoike avoided hearing it, these rumors could always reach his ears, obviously Kurokawa had already said that the suspect was not Shirota.

Can't these people act like nothing happened?

Xiaochi deeply blamed himself for his slip of the tongue that night.

In addition, she also has deep resentment towards her friend Qian Xia who broke her promise.

"Xiaochi—" Qian Xia waved to her at the school gate.

Xiaochi quickly raised a smile and ran over, "You're here."

She raised her hand, took Qianxia's arm, hugged her affectionately, and went to the classroom with her.

The classroom is much calmer than outside.

Probably what Kurokawa said yesterday was too sincere, and everyone lost interest in detection.

Xiaochi breathed a sigh of relief, if no one pays attention to it in a few days, this matter can be left alone.

Although this incident may turn into some strange campus legend like "toilet Hanako", such as "locker room pervert" or something.

But as long as Koike's name can be erased from the story, it can evolve into anything.

Xiaochi, Qianxia and several other girls got together to tell anecdotes about the morning, and after just 5 minutes, the class bell rang.Koike glanced at Shirota's place before returning to his seat, it was empty and there was no one there.

The teacher came in holding the lesson plan, and he cleared his throat.

"Shirota asked me for leave yesterday."

"He won't be back for a month."

"Everyone study hard."

"After the new year is the second grade, everyone should start working hard and prepare for the exam."

The words the teacher added later were useless, and the students in the classroom were talking about Shirota's absence.

Xiaochi felt several eyes shot on her back, piercing her body like sharp arrows.

Heart starts beating.

What does it matter to me?

Koike thought to himself.

When the class was over and the teacher was about to leave, someone suddenly asked, "Why doesn't Shirota come to school all of a sudden?"

The teacher said: "It seems that I don't feel well."

The student muttered: "Yesterday it was fine, but today there was an accident. It's a coincidence."

Xiaochi raised his hand suddenly: "Does the teacher have Shirota's phone number? If you are not feeling well, students in our class can go to see him. Which hospital is it in?"

"This one."

The teacher scratched his head.

"That's not clear."

Xiaochi smiled, with a gentle face: "If Shirota has to rest for a month, maybe he won't be able to keep up with his homework."

"We should help him, shouldn't we?"

Where did she go wrong.

Xiaochi sat on the toilet lid, hugging himself tightly with his arms, outside were a few girls washing their hands, their voices were very clear under the rushing faucet, "You said, is it because of Xiaoike that Shirota didn't come today? .”

"possible."

"It's not possible, it's very possible."

"Because you like someone, you will be slandered as a voyeur. Isn't that too innocent?"

Not innocent at all. 】

She is the worst kind of woman. 】

On the washstand in the girls' toilet, a little ghost with two horns, a red body, and black hair on its back sat on it. It swung its legs like a naughty child and dangled its head from side to side.

"Not innocent at all."

"She is the worst kind of woman."

A girl who was the closest to the evil ghost suddenly uttered these words in a trance.

"Yeah, you..."

The girl next to her covered her mouth in amazement.

What's wrong. 】

It's not always about being good-looking. 】

So neither reject nor accept Shirota? 】

The kid grinned loudly, his shark-like sharp teeth lined up densely.

"so."

"Isn't Koike responsible for all of this?"

"This kind of person is too hateful."

"No matter what, she should be punished."

The kid jumped up, sat on the girl's shoulder, and clapped wildly.

Punish her, must punish her. 】

Can't make her feel better. 】

The little ghost jumped up, jumped from the girls' shoulders to their heads, and jumped up and down on the heads of these girls in the bathroom as if they were playing tricks.

A gauze-like black mist rose from the girls' bodies and was inhaled into the kid's body.

The little ghost gradually swelled, and his arms and limbs became thicker.

It made a face in the mirror, then pulled its own head, tearing itself in half.

The section of the split body is a cloud of black mist, and the tentacles like sea anemones are densely entangled together, making up the rest of the body.

Two identical imps appeared.

They squatted on the girls' shoulders, showing inhuman smiles.

She must be punished well. 】

This kind of troublesome person can't live well. 】

Kurokawa Misami was very uncomfortable.

He was sitting by the window, which was originally a treasure land with excellent scenery, but the changeable weather made a kaleidoscope of colorful colors appear in front of his eyes.

One second the sky was clear and the next second it was cloudy.

He had to get up and go to the bathroom to wash his face to cool off his brain.

Could it be a schizophrenia?

After drying his face, he went out and saw several companion girls walking side by side in front of him.

A crimson doll-like thing sat on his shoulder.

The black hair on the back bumps with the girl's steps.

what is this.

Is it a new doll?

He blinked, and the dolls disappeared again.

The air was filled with a sour smell like a garbage dump, and it seemed that some kind of rot had been fermenting in a sealed room for a long time, and it burst through people's nostrils.

As soon as I walked to the door of the classroom, I heard noises inside, as if someone threw her textbooks into the trash can while Xiaochi was away.

Inside there were many noises from different heights.

There are boys and there are girls.

There are many, many overlapping sounds like children singing ballads.She is too much. 】

How can a boy hit a girl with his hands? 】

To fight back. 】

Hit him on the head. 】

Throw his schoolbag downstairs. 】

Look, glass, raise the glass. 】

Kurokawa Mangjian covered his face, almost being overwhelmed by the stench.

He poked his head in, and saw red dolls of all sizes sitting on the desk, the edge of the blackboard, the desk, the textbooks, girls' skirts, and boys' heads.