Chapter 1717 One wave after another
Fortunately, although I fell off the bed today, I didn’t get late.
Fortunately, Yaoyan remembered that I had to get up early today and came to call people on time, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to be late on the first day of the club activity.
"Good morning, Jiujing classmate. Huh? Your classmate from yesterday didn't come?"
"Good morning, Marui-senpai." Was he referring to Kagome? "As for Izumi, she doesn't join the club. She just came to keep me company yesterday."
"Well, I thought there were going to be two girls coming to the ministry. What a shame."
Marui-san was chewing bubble gum and looked very kind. When he greeted me in the morning, he even asked me if I wanted some snacks.
What made me feel closer was that he also had red hair. When I talked to him, I couldn't help but think of my cousin.
As a result, until the tennis club training ended and we returned to the classroom to start the first class, I didn't see Jinghua appear in the class.
She didn't come to school today.
"Isn't Quan coming to school today?"
Although they didn't have consecutive vacations, even Kirihara noticed that something was wrong. After all, when Kyoka left the tennis club yesterday, she said "see you tomorrow", but she skipped class again today.
"Is there something wrong with her family?"
I don't know either.
Although I want to treat Jinghua as a friend, and I'm trying hard to do so, I still don't know what happened to her. I feel a strange sense of resignation. Coupled with the strange dream I had last night, I don't know why I'm feeling uneasy.
During lunch break, while everyone was resting, I ran to the rooftop and called the detective agency's contact number.
"Hello, this is the Yokohama Armed Detective Agency."
For some reason, Atsu-kun didn't answer the phone, and I don't have Jinghua or Mr. Kunikida's personal number, so after thinking about it, I can only call this.
"Eh? Miss Jiu Jing? Hello, I'm Haruno."
Ah, is that the clerk who greeted me last time along with Ms. Tanizaki? I remember she wore glasses, just like Mr. Kunikida.
"Hello, Miss Haruno. Um, is Kagome-san here? She didn't go to school today, and I called Atsushi-kun but no one answered. I'd like to know what happened?"
"You mean Atsushi-kun and Kyoka-chan? Well..." Her voice sounded a little hesitant, "Actually, the detective agency has a temporary mission, and all the members are out."
Temporary mission?
"Did something happen?" I heard that the Armed Detective Agency is a relatively well-known organization in Yokohama, and a temporary mission involving all members... sounds a bit serious.
"Hmm..." Miss Haruno's voice was quiet, but tinged with sadness. It sounded unfamiliar over the microphone. "It's about an incident involving people with special abilities. Sorry, I can't reveal the details, but you can ask Atsushi and the others."
The feeling of unease grew stronger and stronger.
"So, does Miss Haruno know the contact information for Kyoka or Mr. Kunikida?"
"Yes, please wait a moment."
A gust of wind blew. Although it was a sunny day and the sun was shining on my body, I felt a little cold.
Ms. Haruno patiently repeated the two phone numbers to me several times. After confirming that they were correct, I said thank you and hung up the phone.
However, at this moment, I suddenly saw a strange girl standing on the playground.
She was wearing a strange black kimono and stood quietly in the empty playground. Two students walked past without even glancing at her.
The girl's long brown hair was tied into a bun and fell on her left shoulder. She stood still, staring straight at the teaching building in front of her.
Although we were standing some distance away, I could clearly see the other person's face in my mind.
It was the face of a pretty girl, not particularly beautiful, but not ordinary either. Her eyes were slightly raised, giving people a sense of intelligence even when she didn't speak.
I've never seen this face before. Even though I haven't seen it before, it feels strangely familiar.
Several more students and teachers passed by the playground, still ignoring the strange girl.
Suddenly, the girl's head moved slightly and slowly tilted up.
She looked towards the rooftop and met my gaze.
Her face was pale, almost transparent, and her eyes didn't blink. But after a few seconds, I saw her slowly smile.
My heartbeat suddenly became very fast, my chest felt stuffy, and my temples started to throb with pain.
My vision blurred for a moment, and I subconsciously grabbed the protective net. However, when my vision focused again, the figure had disappeared.
Just like the water drops falling on the ground in midsummer, they disappear in the blink of an eye.
However, my body suddenly started to feel uncomfortable for no reason, with chest tightness, headache, and blurred vision. Even after lunch break, this condition still occurred from time to time.
Even Kirihara-kun noticed something was wrong: "Jiu Jing, are you okay? You look so pale."
"Why don't you go to the infirmary and rest for a while? We'll have training this afternoon. I'll tell the deputy minister about it. It's okay."
Although I didn't want to ask for leave, I still went to the health room and lay down to rest.
I hope I can get some better sleep.
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"Hey! Homura, what are you staring at?"
Someone tapped me on the shoulder, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself sitting between a row of wooden desks.
The school uniform disappeared, replaced by a strange white blouse and red long hakama.
"You're not falling asleep, are you?"
The person who tapped my shoulder leaned closer to me. She had brown hair and slightly upturned eyes. It was the girl I saw on the playground that day. But she wasn't wearing the black kimono. She was wearing something similar to me.
I opened my mouth to speak, but my body refused to obey. My mouth seemed to be opening and closing, but I, the viewer, could hear nothing.
"Don't lie, you must have stayed up late again, right? Really... Studying hard is a good thing, but don't ruin your health."
Me? Staying up late studying? Uh… this… is this possible?
You know, if you go to bed a little later, those sword-wielding men at home will start knocking on the door!
Is this really my body?
"I'm sure you'll be fine with Kidō class. Let's go eat and then head to the practice field."
My body moved as the girl spoke, and when I stood up from the desk, I suddenly felt a lightness on the back of my head.
This body has short hair. Judging by the bangs and the scattered hair around the face, it's black. Also, when walking, the gaze is somewhat lowered, making it appear to be significantly shorter than the girl next to it.
Why am I having such a bizarre dream? What is the ghost path? And who is this girl?
The classroom and corridors she and I were in were filled with a rich Japanese atmosphere, even more so than the Honmaru. Most people walked around wearing white tops and red and blue hakama. The red ones were for girls, the blue ones for boys.
Although I could clearly see the face of the girl next to me, I couldn't see anyone else's faces, and even the surrounding scenery was hazy and blurry.
"Where do you think they'll be hiding to eat now?"
who?
"Eh? I don't believe it. But it's really annoying. You and Junren are both good friends, but those guys are just scared."
Like an old record stuck, the name uttered by the girl was replaced by a cacophony of noise.
I couldn't make any sound, I could only clearly feel the touch of her lips opening and closing. If she hadn't been talking, I would have thought I was deaf.
"Huh, of course, Kusanagi and I are different from those guys. Ah, I see! Hey, Kusanagi-kun——!"
The world suddenly turned white, and the figures and sounds around disappeared.
The brown-haired girl next to him was waving to a tall figure not far away, but I could only see the silhouette of someone next to the young man.
He was much shorter than the dark-haired boy, so much so that half of his body was blocked by the other, and one could only catch a glimpse of the silver-white hair on the back of his head, sticking up messily like a mane.
The strange thing is, I intuitively feel that the hair feels good, at least not particularly prickly.
...Who is he? I seem...I seem to have seen this person somewhere.
My chest started to ache dully.
However, just when I wanted to see the silhouette clearly, a strange voice came to my ears——
"Huh? Is the heat on in the health room? It's too hot!"
I suddenly opened my eyes, and what caught my eye was the white ceiling and the bright light bulbs.
"Really? It's already June, who would turn on the air conditioner?"
I heard the chattering laughter of two girls and felt a chill in the corners of my eyes. I reached out and touched them and found that I had actually wet my pillow with tears in my sleep.
I glanced at my phone and saw that half an hour had passed since the last class in the afternoon, and the sky outside the window had already turned a light magenta color.
“…”
I'm feeling much better now, so I should go to the club as soon as possible.
This time the dream was not as vague as before. After waking up, I could still remember those scenes clearly.
It was clearly a place I had never been to and a person I had never met, but I still had a sense of déjà vu.
Especially that silver-haired boy... Although I only saw a part of his profile, he really looks like Toshiro.
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Well, actually, after progressing to this chapter, I feel like I can guess what Yan used to do.
Oh, I’m tired. I’m really tired from work!
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