Not sure anymore

The school was full of tourists and people everywhere, the only quiet place was probably the library.

"Miku, I'm here."

On their way to the library, Naoki and Miku run into Itsuki.

It was clear that Itsuki was looking for food in the field, holding two skewers of roasted beef tongue in his hand, and there was still a grease stain on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Naoki's bandaged right hand, she hastily made a swallowing motion and exhaled:

"Asakawa-san, what's wrong with your hand?"

Naoki raised his hand: "I was accidentally scratched by a broken mirror."

Itsuki was worried: "Are you serious, you're wearing bandages?"

"Nothing serious, it's just that I haven't been able to touch water for the past few days." Naoki reminded, "...You clean the corners of your mouth first."

"Oh."

Itsuki raised his right hand, ready to wipe his mouth.

"Don't wipe it with your hands." Miku paused, took a tissue out of her pocket, and wiped the corner of Itsuki's mouth, "If you accidentally soil your clothes."

Itsuki lifted his chin and obediently asked Miku to help wipe his mouth, "Asakawa-san, why is there still maltose in your hand?"

"Just talking to Miku and forgot to eat." Naoki sighed, "Who knew it would stick to hands."

"Miku and I ate this type of maltose when we were young." Itsuki's voice was nostalgic, "Back then, there was no pocket money, so we could only buy one, then we all ate together… Eh, why is Asakawa-san so worried?"

Of course, I'm in a hurry. The human bladder has limits. When it's full, it's really unbearable!

"I'm fine."

Naoki took a deep breath "Would you like some maltose Itsuki?"

"Want to."

Itsuki answered.

In the face of delicacies, Itsuki couldn't refuse at all.

"Please, you can see maltose next to the ping-pong table." Naoki said quickly "You can go and eat now."

Itsuki is confused: "I feel Asakawa-san really wants me to go..."

You're a slow idiot, but you're so sharp now!

Naoki saw Miku holding back a smile behind Itsuki, him face stiffened and said:

"There is indeed a very important thing to do with Miku. You can ask Miku for the specific situation."

Miku, what are you going to do?

Itsuki stared curiously.

Miku: "😐"

Rushing to go to the bathroom was something she couldn't say at all.

"He had maltose stuck to his hand, and he couldn't get it out himself." Miku quickly thought about her words, "I'll help Asakawa clean it up."

Itsuki ate the barbecue in his hand in one bite: "I'll help too."

"You don't need to go."

Miku exclaimed and debuted.

"Hah?"

"Cleaning maltose, one person is enough." Miku turned her head away, the tips of her ears slightly reddened, "…There are a lot of people who eat maltose. If you are late, they might sell out."

Itsuki just turned around: "Then I'll buy maltose."

Seeing Itsuki leave, Miku heaved a sigh of relief, stretched out her finger, and poked Naoki's waist:

"Guilty, Harakiri!"

Naoki's face changed slightly, "Don't touch me."

"Eh?"

Miku stretched out her fingers.

Naoki dodged.

"Do not hide."

"Idiots don't hide, don't build happiness on the suffering of others."

Now it's like a soda drink, if someone shakes it a bit, it explodes with a bang!

"Let you bully me every day." Miku's eyes sparsely curved into crescent moons, "Now it's time to head back."

"I warned you." Naoki said viciously "I'll call someone if you stab me again."

"I do not believe."

Miku has the winning ticket in hand, which is so embarrassing, she can't believe Naoki has the guts to say it.

"I really screamed?"

"Shout."

Naoki took a deep breath "I like Miku..."

Miku's face was hot, and she quickly reached out to cover Naoki's lips, "Don't shout, quickly go to the library!"

The two quickly made their way to the library and outside the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

"Stretch out your hand." Miku turned on the faucet, "...What are you doing standing still?"

Naoki's eyes twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and replied, "This is the first time I know the sound of a faucet is so scary."

"What's so scary..."

Miku quickly reacted, her face turning slightly red, "Come here and wash your hands quickly, don't worry if you wash them."

Just started to wash, suddenly there were footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

"There is someone here." Miku suddenly became nervous.

Naoki's face darkened: "I need to use hypnosis?"

"Quickly hide." Miku was nervous, and hurriedly grabbed Naoki's wrist, "Maybe it was just passing by."

The toilet at the end of the corridor, no matter how one thought about it, it wouldn't pass!

The footsteps got closer, and after a while, two unidentified girls came in.

While talking, the two of them washed their hands and chatted, and they were quite happy, and had no intention of leaving at all.

The problem is that Naoki in the booth is very unhappy, and can even be described as living for many years!

"Of course, I have to make still unconscious?"

Naoki is ready to take the initiative.

"Not." Miku took his hand and begged, "Be patient and wait a moment."

After a few minutes, the two girls finally left together.

Miku looked at Naoki who was standing with his head down, "We can get out."

"No need." Naoki said in a low voice "Too late… get out."

"Maltose still on hand..."

"I do not care anymore."

Miku grabbed Naoki's wrist, her face flushed like fire:

"Don't dirty your clothes."

"You..."

"Do not talk."

"You..."

"Don't look at me, you can't say a word about what happened today."

"I mean, please stand firm and endure."

"... Guilty! Harakiri!"

...

After such a long time.

The compartment door finally opened.

Miku walked out with her head down, ran to the sink, turned on the faucet, and quickly washed her hands.

Naoki came out two steps behind, looked at Miku whose hair was dyed with a hint of red, and coughed twice:

"Cough..."

Miku shuddered like she was electrocuted, lowered her head and ran.

"Wait a moment." Naoki hastily shouted, "The maltose is still stuck to my hand."

"Go find someone else for help!"

Miku ran away and disappeared in the blink of an eye. No other way. Naoki could only leave the bathroom and call for help.

"Asakawa-san?"

A gentle voice sounded low.

Naoki looked at the woman with glasses who was talking "Pansy-san, can you help me?"

"Asakawa-san, I'm busy."

"Help me clean the maltose in my hand." Naoki held out his left hand.

"It doesn't matter." Sumireko put down the book in her hands and pulled up a chair, "Sit here."

Naoki sat up "Why don't you come out to play?"

"Compared to the school festival, the library suits me better." Sumireko said indifferently, "What did Asakawa-san come to the library for?"

"...Could I not say it?"

"Of course."

...

After cleaning up, Naoki thanks and bids farewell to Sumireko.

Miku had completely disappeared, Naoki looked around, but no shadows were visible.

Even if Naoki finds Miku, with Miku's thin skin, it is estimated that she will pretend not to know it.

At noon, Naoki ate something to fill his stomach, and in the twinkling of an eye, it was evening.

"Asakawa-san, the udon noodles are sold out."

Furuhashi moved his shoulders.

At noon, Ogata came to help. Then, the three girls from the Thorn Club appeared. With the addition of the beautiful girls, the udon noodles prepared today sold out ahead of schedule.

Uncle Ogata was already pushing the cart home. Before leaving, he called Furusashi to come back with him, but she was rejected by Furusashi because she was staying and playing with his friends.

"Rin-chan sent me a message yesterday saying to play in their class's haunted house. I was busy yesterday and didn't have time to play. It's time to play."

Naoki is jobless and has nothing to do, and walks to junior school with Furuhashi.

Stop and go halfway, eat and drink, and it took half an hour to get to the door of the haunted house.

When he arrives, Naoki sees yesterday's cashier girl has disappeared, replaced by a man collecting money.

"Asakawa-san." Furuhashi carefully tugged at Naoki's sleeve "Is a haunted house scary?"

Naoki looked down, "Can it be called a haunted house if it's not scary?"

Furuhashi became more and more nervous "So it was scary?"

Naoki said quietly:

"The only exception to this rule is the haunted house for junior school students."

...

After the two paid the money, they walked into the haunted house classroom. All kinds of props and even the scary part didn't change. Naoki had played it five times, and his face was expressionless.

In contrast, Furuhashi was the most popular type of guest in the haunted house, exclaiming from time to time, giving quite a face.

"Ula-"

When they were about to head out, a vampire flew over.

Furuhashi was shocked and hastily hid behind Naoki.

Naoki stretched out his hand to support the vampire's head, "Don't be afraid, it's Rin."

"Hah?" Furuhashi stretched out half of her small face and blinked, "Really Rin-chan?"

"It turned out to be Ricchan."

Rin obviously couldn't recognize the current Furuhashi, and under the carelessness, she didn't even notice the difference in personality.

"Ah, it's me…"

After switching bodies many times, Furuhashi had adapted to role play.

"Ula-"

Another vampire, jumps out from behind Naoki, showing his teeth and claws, trying to scare it away.

Naoki glanced down, but didn't see Yuika jump out to block the way, but another junior school girl who didn't know came out, and asked curiously:

"What about Yuika?"

"Yuika-chan only worked for one day, so I'm not an employee of the haunted house today."

The newly appeared junior school girl replied shyly, holding a book in her hands, looking quite reserved and completely unsuited for the role.

"I-I'll be back first…"

Seeing that no one was scared, the middle school girl quickly turned around and prepared to head back behind the curtain.

"Saori-chan, your voice is too low." Rin turned his head, "Nii-chan isn't even moving his eyelids."

"Sorry."

The girl shyly, and then humbly asked for advice, "Then what should I do?"

"It's so simple..."

Rin conveys his experience as a past human.

"The most important thing about a haunted house is to jump out and freak out when everyone else is relaxing, like right now..."

Rin suddenly reached out and attacked, and the junior school girl who had just arrived was shocked, and the books in her hands fell to the ground.

"No, don't scare me."

"So you are a ghost in a haunted house."

The junior school girl apologized shyly: "Sorry."

"Strange…" Rin suddenly found his blind spot, "Yuika-chan is so shy, why wasn't she scared at all when she was working at the haunted house yesterday?"

Did you finally figure it out?

There is only one truth.

It means Yuika isn't afraid of your class's haunted house!

"Can I help you get it?"

Furuhashi crouched down and helped pick up the book that had fallen to the ground.

"Do not bother." The girl hurriedly shook her head, took the book into her arms, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is still a piece of paper on the ground." Furuhashi looked down, reached out and took it.

The junior school girl who was planning to hide behind her trembled, she quickly stretched out her hand, and quickly pulled the paper back from Furuhashi's hand.

"Ummm..."

A low painful hum suddenly sounded.

"What is wrong?"

Naoki looked down.

"It doesn't matter ..."

Furuhashi covered her finger and smiled.

"Ricchan, why are you crying?"

Rin asked worriedly.

Furuhashi turned his head, "I'm not crying."

"Liar." Rin said. "You've been crying."

"Show me your hand."

Naoki ordered.

Furuhashi raised her small hand.

Naoki took a closer look, Ogata's fingers were intact and there were no signs of injury.

Was it a joke?

Impossible.

Naoki quickly denied it.

With Furuhashi's character, even if she were to become Ogata's body, she would not pull off such a prank.

Naoki pinched Ogata's finger while thinking.

"It hurts..."

Furuhashi finally couldn't take it anymore, and the tears in his eyes immediately flowed out.

"Hurry up." Naoki said firmly, "What happened?"

Furuhashi looked pitiful and said, "When I picked up the paper just now, my finger was cut by a piece of writing paper, and I felt a little sore."

If it only hurt a little, you wouldn't cry!

Studies have shown that paper cutting fingers, like fingernails scratching a blackboard, there is some kind of magical magic – just looking at the text can make people feel uncomfortable.

The edges of the paper look smooth, but they actually have a lot of serrations. When you accidentally cut your finger, the wound is actually a tear, and the wound caused by the paper is relatively shallow, and generally does not bleed, there is no blood to cover the scab, and the exposed nerve endings continuously send pain signals to the brain, the result can be very sour.

"sorry sorry sorry."

The junior school girl blamed herself, and kept bowing and apologizing.

Furuhashi hurriedly comforted her gently: "It's okay, the pain will go away soon..."

Naoki: "Give me your hand."

"Eh?"

Furuhashi raised her small hand subconsciously.

The next moment.

A voice suddenly sounded.