Guess The Ghosts
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"..."
"Hold this"
Zaidan handed the box to the girls. Then lift the woman lying on the ground right under the shade of lush tree leaves.
As the person was in both of his hands, he glanced up at the top of the tree for a while.
...------...
Arriving at the UKS, the unconscious woman was immediately handled by the UKS manager, and news of the sighting on the haunted tree that made a student unconscious spread so quickly.
The people who were in the cafeteria hurriedly saw what was really going on. And Zaidan standing outside the UKS can only see the furore.
"Sister, thank you"
The two panicked girls now looked calmer than before, at least that's what Zaidan now saw.
"Oh... Yes, equally"
They also gave Zaidan a box.
however, they secretly glanced at each other awkwardly, and that was certainly realized by Zaidan.
"Sister... Before that, we were only instructed by the teacher to clean up the garbage around the tree as punishment for forgetting to do PR.
But our friend suddenly shouted and said something was stuck in the branch of the big tree"
"It should have been us who were surprised, but instead he who was unconscious after shouting.."
"So, you guys saw that 'something' too after your friend both yelled?."
With an awkward look, they agreed to Zaidan's question.
"But when you come, something 'white' is not visible anymore".
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Everything went back to the way it was, that is, the incident was forgotten by everyone as if it never happened.
But unlike Zaidan who is still heavy-hearted to let it go, after the second lesson hour ended, he immediately walked towards the big tree earlier.
I don't know where his courage came from, but he earnestly wanted to prove his heartbreak by coming directly to the place.
Now in front of him was a towering tree.
He looked at the tree for a while, then said, "Are you still here?".
Listening to his voice, a human-shaped figure quickly appeared in front of him.
"Mistress ghost??"
Since his conjecture proved to be true, he was a little pleased.
"Are you the one who scared the girls?"
"Why are you here? didn't I tell you to wait in front of the school gate?"
"..."
He immediately gave a mountain of questions to the ghost mistress.Unfortunately, the woman did not respond.
'Why is he just silent? Could it be that our relationship has no development..?'
"Are you..not the ghost mistress?"
The gaze of the ghost mistress figure turned even sharper, like she was angry about something.
*sets.
The phantom mistress' thumb and index finger touched Zaidan's jaw and pressed him pretty hard.
But Zaidan who was confused by what happened just kept silent while looking straight into the eyes of the ghost mistress and trying to find the reason behind the sharp gaze.
"Where is Nina?.", said the ghostly mistress coldly.
"Huh?"
Zaidan was so confused by the speech and behavior of the ghost mistress that seemed unusual.
"Ohh... Did I call you wrong?", really! Is that what makes it like this?'
Nina slowly relaxed the pressure of her finger on Zaidan, then turned her face away.
"Are you upset that I didn't call you 'Nina'?"
Because there was so much to think about, he forgot to call the ghost mistress by her new name. Nina.
"I'm sorry, I forgot that the ghost mistress already has a new name..."
"Basic, Zaidan." Although his voice still sounded cold, but his gaze had now turned warmer and made Zaidan feel relieved.
"Eh, haha, alright. Because Nina should not be angry anymore... Let's go home. Mommy must be worried if we don't get home soon".
Thank goodness this problem didn't last long.
But before returning home, Zaidan had to go to the 8th grade teacher's guardian to take the promised photo.
There he actually asked Nina to stay out of the room and not go anywhere before he went out. For fear that the problem will repeat itself.
After taking a breath so long, he started knocking on his door.
*tock, tock, tock.
"Excuse me sir, this is Zaidan."
"Oh Zaidan's. Enter son".
Zaidan opened the door with a hint of embarrassment.
Inside Zaidan was already greeted by a man with several sheets of photos in his hands. And that's an 8th-grade farewell photo, which doesn't really mean much.
"How was the holiday yesterday?"
Zaidan glanced at the photo in the man's hand. The conversation was not his goal, therefore Zaidan felt dislike.
"OK, here's the photo you want"
He handed me 2 photos, and Zaidan accepted them.
Photographed it looks if the students there are very happy and enthusiastic when looking at the camera, except Zaidan who just stood with a small smile glanced at one of his friends.
...
"Thank you sir!"
Watching the photo made him feel those times come back to life. But there is nothing to be proud of from this photo.
"Then I go home first, sir".
"Yes. Be careful on the road, Zaidan".
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"Mother!!!"
Vivie who was sweeping the front yard of the house, was surprised by the arrival of Zaidan who ran excitedly after school.
"Don't run. What if Zidan falls?"
Even though it was celebrated, it still ran.
"Mother, mother. Look at this picture, isn't this what you want?"
Zaidan opened the fence and approached his mother to show the photo. Her mother was staring so brightly after hearing that. But unfortunately, before Zaidan can give his Kesti first take one of the photo sheets from behind Zaidan's back.
"Mom!!"
Vivie yells dislike.
"Is this Zidan's farewell photo from yesterday?"
"Oh, right"
Kesti suddenly sighed so heavily while lifting both ends of his lips.
"Well.. Come on in, moma today brought a lot of cooking ingredients for tonight"
With deft Zaidan directly take the bag and Kesti's default plastic. Daydreaming in his heart, he was at a loss as to why his mother was showing such an expression earlier.
~~ Night her day. ~~~~~
"Mother make chili onions again?"
Chili and onion when fried have a strange fragrant and nose piercing, that's why he can guess it even from a distance.
"really. Get a chair and enjoy the food!"
Without thinking for a long time he immediately sat on one of the chairs and looked at his mother.
But looking at the current atmosphere of the dining room, it felt like there was something wrong with Zaidan's heart. It was as if something was incomplete.
And now he just realized his strangeness.
"Where is the ghost mistress?"
He circulated his right and left views.
"Hum? Mommy doesn't see it all day"
"If it's not wrong, he's also with you when he gets home from school"
Vivie's mother's words were true, and that was the last time Zaidan saw, and was with her.
And Zaidan felt sorry for leaving her there.
"Moma, the ghost mistress can enter our house without having to be invited, right?"
"Of course, Zidan. He is a ghost who can disappear and does not need manners to go anywhere" as if it was common, Kesti did not even look at Zaidan and devoured his food while the food was served.
"That's it..."
Meanwhile, the,
Although Zaidan had reached his room, Nina's sighting was not immediately apparent.
He who has no other choice finally chose to study and work on pr.
...
Knowing that Nina can disappear like a ghost in every story, it must not be easy to find her current existence. At first it was a happy fact before a thought crossed his head.
Wouldn't it be better to perish than to come along?
Maybe he should take full responsibility and think of another way. But what way to think?
Currently there is only some information that can help, namely, the house.., the tree. But all of this must be asked back to Nina because everything is still in question marks. But at least there are Kesti and friends at school who can share information with him.
That feels more than enough. Her thought.
The late night is coming...
Around 11 o'clock, he suddenly thought of a ghost who could interact with objects and was able to read letters. ....
Suddenly he yawned long because the clock is now past 1 hour of the supposed bedtime. That's 10 o'clock.
"Nina's home or not, huh? ... I have a lot of questions, but I can't survive this late."
He immediately tidied up his study table with eyelids that were several times almost closed for a long time.
*hoamm-s...
Can not stand it anymore, after cleaning everything, he immediately went up to the mattress and covered his body with a blanket.
Before he was completely unconscious, he glanced around the corner of the room and ended up at his study lamp, which turned out the light had not been turned off.
".. forget it. I hope you don't come to my room" he just closed his eyes and let his mind drag in the emptiness, to enter into a dream. ...
And a few moments later, the study lamp went off.
*tek.