The evening skyline was filled with a weird blood red.

The already deserted Sashen Primary School stands in the afterglow of the setting sun. The large black iron door in front of the school is locked, and is blew by the noisy wind and dust.

It no longer looks as peaceful as during the day, and the aura of strange talk has become much stronger.

“Ah—Hum—”

After a round of Ah Hun's breath, He saw Kui's pace and effortlessly jumped straight through the front door of Sasakusan Primary School and ran towards the teaching building.

That painting, the painting of Sugiyama Toshidao.

There might be some problem with the painting.

Tsurumi had sharp eyes and sharp thoughts. As a disciple of Kamitanikawa, she felt that she should have discovered and confirmed the problem in that picture earlier, rather than realizing it later.

Of course, it may not be too late now.

Tsurumi rushed into Mr. Kihara's office, searched the stack of children's paintings in the drawer, and successfully found Sugiyama Toshidao's paintings.

That's it.

Drawings about "where" game on the playground -

Directly above the drawing paper, it is written in inaccurate handwriting, "Our Class 2, 3rd Year".

In the center of the picture are two children standing in the grid, and a group of children surround the two children playing games. All the children look very happy. Although except for the two "protagonists" who are playing games, the others are basically simple and no different from stickman, their mouths and eyes are represented by arcs representing smiles.

In the corner of the picture are three sickle weasels. They are depicted in heavy but gloomy colors. The three weasels are all crazy beasts, with scarlet eyes and staring at the group of children in the game.

Shi Jian's eyes condensed and quickly scanned the painting.

“Twenty-nine.”

There are twenty-nine children appearing on the picture.

Tsurumi took the painting and quickly left the office and went to Teacher Kihara's class next to him.

There are only twenty-eight desks in this classroom.

Tsuruji stood in the empty and dark classroom and looked at the child's painting in his hand again.

The twenty-nine children who were satisfied with their smiles, their lines were simple and tender, innocent and innocent. But at this time, they looked even more weird than the three sickle weasels outlined with thick ink and heavy graffiti on the corners of the paper.

“One more.”

Sugiyama Toshidao painted a child.

Of course, this may be just a coincidence-

Teacher Kihara's class has only twenty-eight children, and Sugiyama happened to draw one more for some reason.

But if this is not a coincidence, if this is not a mistaken drawing.

Then I have to consider who the extra child in this painting is.

"When these kids were playing the 'where' game, the kids were hiding aside to intimidate them."

The target of the sycamore whom the sycamore wants to intimidate is this group of children themselves or...

Something mixed in the child?

"Senior Sister." Tsuru exited from the classroom with the painting.

At this time, she returned to Kanoya of Sasaki Primary School with her, standing in the corridor outside the classroom, facing the playground, closing her eyes and concentrating, gently wrinkling her small nose.

Tsurumi knew that her senior sister probably had some discovery.

"Xiao Kui." A few seconds later, Shinoya opened her eyes again, "The smell of strange talk here has become heavier."

"Um."

"I smelled the beast. I sniffed the smell of the single sickle in Tokyo. In the morning, I thought the smell here was also from the sickle. But... it wasn't like that. Now I can finally tell it apart - there are other smells here, and something else has been active here. Moreover, it is also a beast-type monster."

The discovery of the deer is the same as the crane, and the conclusions of the two are verified.

There is something else in Sasashi Elementary School.

...

Tokyo.

Akido Natsuki ended today's club activity, walking on the way home with his schoolbag in hand.

"Yoino hasn't come to school all day." The girl who returned home alone thought.

Is it because of that?

The weasel found in the park seemed to be a monster.

So, today Yukino is going to deal with matters related to weasels?

Qiu Dao felt that he seemed to have caused trouble for his good friend again.

"well."

The girl sighed slightly.

However, Yukino is a very, very powerful spiritual eliminator.

"I hope everything goes well in Yukino."

While walking and thinking, the girl was worried and returned to the downstairs of her apartment.

Akido's hometown is in Aomori Prefecture. When she was in Tokyo, she lived at her brother's house.

Take the elevator upstairs and use the key to open the door.

"I'm back."

The house is very dark and there is no light on.

My brother seems to have not come back yet, maybe he has worked overtime again.

Qiudao was used to this, so she changed her shoes in the entrance hall and walked towards the living room.

Bang-Bang-Bang-

What's the noise in the living room?

"Brother—ah!"

Qiudao walked out of the corner of the entrance hall and was startled by the scene in front of him.

The windows in the living room were not closed, and the wind from the tall buildings penetrated, blowing the curtains. In the center of the living room, a figure was facing the autumn road sideways, standing stiffly.

It's Qiudao's brother.

"Brother, are you at home? Why... don't turn on the light?"

Akido Natsuki looked at his brother while raising his hand toward the wall and trying to turn on the light.

Pick.

When the switch was pressed, the light at home did not light up.

Taking advantage of the light outside the window, Qiudao saw a basketball in his brother's hands. He put his hands on his chest, let go, the ball fell on the floor, and bounced up again, and was caught by Qiudao's brother.

"What are you doing?"

Something is wrong.

Qiu Dao found that his brother's expression was strange.

He just stood straight, his expressionless face looked pale. He let go of his hands with stiff movements, catching the ball, and didn't care about his sister at all.

Bang, bang.

The basketball bounced for two rounds again.

The next time he let go, Brother Qiudao opened his closed lips and began to sing in a low voice.

A song of Temari.

"Where are you?"

"Fatty."

Bang.

"Where is the fat queen?"

"Kumomoto."

Bang.

Qiudao's brother sang while shooting basketball. When he reached a specific ending, he raised his foot and let the basketball pass under him.

"Stop, brother, you scared me!"

Qiu Dao has experienced supernatural events at least, and she already understood that something extraordinary must have happened to her brother.

She tried to wake her brother up, but that didn't help.

She wanted to rush up and snatch the ball from her brother's hand, but as soon as she raised her foot, a strong wind blew out of the window, overturning her to the ground.
To be continued...