As soon as I said this, I saw Miyatani shake his head in disapproval. "I think I'll have to add 'badmouthing the dead' to your already illustrious record of apathy.
" His answer was monotonous and disappointing, almost without a hint of reproach. It was a typical case.
"Ah, Cocut. Eternal Killjoy." He didn't seem to care even if I objected.
"Ha, this is rare. You haven't called me that in a long time." "Is that so?" He nodded like a squirrel.
I tend to pronounce his surname a little different from your usual pronunciation, with a little French. This was a joke that originated from high school.
Although I didn't really like this nickname, I still insisted on calling it "Mikiya" most of the time, but sometimes I would blurt it out, as if I was bored or frustrated.
While I was deep in thought, he suddenly clapped his hands as if he had remembered something.
"Oh yes, while we were talking about rare things, I remembered that my sister, Asaka, said she saw it too.”
"What did you see?"
"The girl you said you saw floating near Fudge Tower.”
Ah, yes, the fuj Tower, formerly a high-rise condominium in the town's commercial office district, had once been the home of the more privileged tax-paying people, but it was now abandoned, with little left to retain except its shell and its memories.
If what Kokut said was true, then it was haunted.
When I passed by here a few days ago, I happened to see a ghost inside. It looked very human.
If A Zha Ka saw it too, then it must mean that it was real. My second sight, the ability to observe these types of events, has its roots (at least we can point out the exact origin of this anomaly), and in an event, a point in time feels both distant and recent.
Two years ago, I was involved in a traffic accident. Because of this, I spent the last two years in a coma.
After waking up from my coma, I started to see things that didn't exist before.
Tko would say that what I did was not " sight " but " perception." In other words, it was as if my senses had " awakened " to a higher level of perception, but this was all technical and magical gobbledygook, and I didn't care to understand it at all.
"I did see it more than a few times, but I haven't been there recently, so I don't know if it's still there,"
I said as I stretched out my arm.
"I don't know why," said Cocourt, puzzled.
"But I kept passing by and didn't see anything.”"I think it's because you have an extra pair of eyes,"
I returned the favor.
"Well, I don't think the glasses have anything to do with this.”
Mikiya had always been like this.
He was walking on a serious path. No matter what difficulties he encountered, he would persevere.
To be honest, I think his naivety prevented him from seeing it... "Other" matters.
However, the trivial incidents of these people flying and falling in the air seemed to be going on.
I couldn't guess the meaning behind all of this, so I asked Miyatani a question.
"Mikiya, do you know why people fly?”
He shrugged.
"I don't know. I mean, I've never tried flying before ",
he yawned.
One evening at the end of August, I decided to go for a walk. Although summer was almost over, the air was usually warm, which made the chill in the air tonight a rare and unusual thing.
The last train came and went, and a deathly silence enveloped the city.
This lifeless place was largely sparsely populated and looked like a foreigner.
Even the few pedestrians present looked fake and unnatural, like old-fashioned silver cameras.
The whole thing reminded me of the smell of corpses. Grave-white faces spread throughout the city like an unstoppable, incurable disease.
From the ominous house with no signs of life or light to the dimly lit convenience store, there was almost no chance to breathe in the darkness.
Everything made people feel that at the worst moment, they would collapse in the violent turmoil.
The moon seems to be the last refuge of life, even though my eyes see the abundance of death in all things.
This place was no exception. My eyes were injured because of this.
It was too disgusting.
I had brought a black leather jacket with me when I left home, and now I'm wearing it on a light blue kimono.
The sleeves of the kimono were rolled up inside the jacket, and the heat warmed my body.
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