The next day, Shinji Kanbara sat in front of the computer in the study and yawned.
He didn't sleep all night.
It is not to read and study, but to look at some scary and terrifying ones, so as to accumulate experience for writing urban legends in the future.
This situation has been going on for more than half a month.
This is also the reason why he sleeps every time he goes to school, but teachers and students are not surprised.
Because Shinji Kamihara was like this when he was a freshman in high school. Of course, this is not the case in middle school, after all, my father was still alive when he was in middle school.
After becoming an orphan a year ago, the original owner gave up on himself. Every day he went home, he played games online, and when he got to school, he went to bed.
The teacher understands the situation and wants to enlighten. But obviously the effect is not good, and over time, I can only sigh helplessly, and I don't care.
After frying myself two poached eggs and soaking in a glass of milk. After breakfast, Shinji Kamhara picked up his schoolbag and prepared to go to school.
"Oni sauce!"
As soon as he went out and locked the door, he heard a familiar voice. He looked to the side, it was an eleven- or twelve-year-old loli, but the other party looked at him eagerly, and his expression seemed a little lost.
"Junzi, good morning."
Saying hello with a smile, Shinji Kagawa also looked to the side. They found some uniformed moving company employees moving things from inside the room.
"Kamihara-kun, good morning, I didn't bother you." At this time, a gentle and virtuous wife walked out of the room.
Although Nami Kojima was still haggard, her eyes were bright, which was much better than before.
"No, I'm about to go to school." Shinji Kanbara was a little strange, "Miss Kojima, are you moving?"
Just a month ago, Shinji Kanbara had just crossed over and learned a little about this world. Just when he was thinking about how to write the first urban legend, it was the Kojima family next door who made him decide.
At that time, Nami Kojima and the mother and daughter Junko were still victims of domestic violence.
At that time, every time he came back in the afternoon, he could see Nami Kojima with numb eyes. Even when the other party went downstairs to throw garbage, sometimes they accidentally bumped into the wall.
It's like an empty shell, a soulless walking corpse.
And Shinji Kamhara is familiar with the mother and daughter, because every time the husband of the other party is violent, Nami Kojima will let Junko come out to avoid.
Because the husband started to go crazy, even the daughter would fight together.
Once the husband of the other party chased out the door and wanted to drag Junko back. He was just going out to go to the supermarket to buy something when he saw Junko crying and shouting.
He was upset at the time, so he beat the other party, and then called the police.
But after all, it was the family matter of the Kojima family, and the police only came to mediate for a while, and they didn't care anymore.
In those days, Junko would run to his house every time to avoid the limelight... It was also in those few nights that he wrote the sight in the cracks.
Of course, he didn't let Kojima's husband look at the photo immediately, but after a week, he inadvertently let the other party look at it.
At this sight, in just three days, news came that Kojima's husband committed suicide in the company.
Without her husband's violence, Kojima Nami gradually regained her anger, and recently she can see smiles on each other's faces from time to time.
As for the sadness of her husband's death, there may have been before. But every fistfight is an emotional wear and tear. Kojima Nami has long had no feelings for her husband.
"Thanks to Kamhara-kun's previous care." Kojima Nami bowed slightly, her eyes were bright, and she smiled, "I plan to take Junko back to my hometown, after all, the rent in Meguro is a bit expensive."
Shinji Kazuhara nodded, yes.
Housing prices in Meguro are among the top five in Tokyo, and they continue to rise every year.
Fortunately, in the house he lives in, the original owner's father has already paid the mortgage. Otherwise, he would have to move too.
"Do you need help?"
"No need, there are enough people from a moving company." Kojima Nami looked at Shinji Kagawa who was carrying a schoolbag, and quickly said, "It's not too early, it's almost time for class, you hurry to school. Junko, come and say goodbye to big brother."
Junko looked at Shinji Kagawa reluctantly. At the age of twelve, she knew that this difference might never see her big brother again. Thinking about it, tears flowed from his eyes, and he stared at Shinji Kanbaru with watery eyes, and his voice choked, "Goodbye Oni-chan."
"Goodbye, if you have any troubles, you can call my brother." With a slight smile, there is no such thing as a feast in the world, and Shinji Kanbara didn't say anything more, and went into the elevator with a schoolbag.
At the moment when the elevator door closed, he could hear Junko's cry and Kojima Nami's comforting voice.
For some reason, Shinji Kanbara suddenly became happy.
I have been watching the stories of those abusers from the notepad before, which is depressing.
But now that he learned from reality that the perpetrator had died, he had saved a family in disguise, and his mood was much better.
Sometimes happiness is as simple as that.
As for Junko, maybe the other party will go back to his hometown and go to a new school. After meeting new friends, he will be forgotten.
Thinking about it, Shinji Kagawa felt a little lost in his heart. After all, he had crossed over before and was under the pressure of death, but the well-behaved Junko made him relax.
Soon, he came to school.
As usual, when the class started, he slept directly on the desk. He sat in the last seat, and the teacher didn't bother to care about him.
The time to sleep passed quickly, and when he heard the school bell, Shinji Kagawa stretched his waist every day, packed his things and went straight out of the classroom door.
The Ghost Club is a club that the original owner joined a year ago. He didn't quit the club after crossing over, after all... Isn't he fragrant in a small game video room
In the club, you can also relax your tense spirit.
"Hello, senior, can I ask a question?"
When I came to the classroom building of the club, before I went upstairs, I heard a voice. Turning his head slightly, it was a first-year boy.
The reason why the grade is known is that the uniforms of each grade of Yingqiu High School are slightly different.
The brooch on the chest of the first grade uniform is orange, the second grade is bright yellow, and the third grade is dark blue. The girls' school uniform is reflected in the ribbon.
"What's the matter?" Shinji Kamihara said indifferently.
"Excuse me, senior, do you know what floor the Ghost Club is on?"
Hearing this, he looked at the other party up and down, and found that the other party was wearing glasses, his face was slightly round, and his eyes flashed wisely from time to time.
"Come with me." Shinji Kanbara said directly, "You are lucky, I happen to be a member of the Ghost Club."
When Kaizaki Hairen heard this, he was surprised and quickly followed in the footsteps of Shinji Kagawa.