An infinite journey starting from paradise

Is that so?

No one can say so categorically that it is impossible, right?

Maybe he really hid something crucial in the old classroom?

It was because of this idea that the few of them decided to explore the old school building this afternoon because of the incident that Yuya Mochizuki recounted about his sister's experience.

"Why didn't Senior Matsunaga tell the information to others at that time? Could it be that he was afraid that it would be tampered with by the disaster curse?" Akasawa Izumi thought.

At this moment, Mochizuki Yuya's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Here, there's something here."

Akazawa Izumi raised her head and saw that the others had already gathered at the lockers at the back of the classroom.

"It's on the top of this cabinet... I can't reach it." Mochizuki Yuya stretched his hand upwards with great effort, but the horizontal cabinet door seemed to be stuck inside and could only be opened a crack, which just happened to catch Mochizuki Yuya's shoulder, preventing him from reaching any further in.

"Let me do it."

The petite Ayano Aya said.

Mochizuki Yuya pushed the clutter aside and stepped aside. Ayano Aya barely managed to squeeze through the gap. With the help of the flashlight, she could barely see something taped to the top of the cabinet.

She held the flashlight in her mouth, freed her hands, carefully took the things out, and handed them outside the cabinet.

Imperial Envoy Naoya Kawara took the object and examined it carefully. It was tightly wrapped with brown tape, with words written on the surface in red marker.

"In the future, this class may suffer untold pain due to an inexplicable disaster. For the younger students..." Imperial Envoy Naoya read the words above. "Bingo, this must be it."

As he said that, he reached out and removed the tape.

Just as they were about to see what was inside, they heard Ayano Aya shout from inside the cabinet: "Um...can you help me? I seem to be stuck and can't get out."

She tried to stick her head out, but her shoulders were stuck tightly and she couldn't get out no matter what she did.

"It's a small matter. I'll open the door a little wider, and you can take this opportunity to come out."

Teshigawara Naoya handed the thing in his hand to Sakuragi Yukari, and then reached out to pull the door of the cabinet.

"Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... Ah... No, this thing is stuck. Ayano, don't worry, let's find some tools to pry it open... Wait a minute... Yuya, do you see a mop or something like that?"

"Ahhh, I'll go find it, I'll go find it."

Just as the two boys were about to find something to pry open the cabinet, Sakuragi Yukari had already started checking "that thing". The thing wrapped in tape was a 60-minute TDK tape.

"Is this...a tape?"

"Maybe there's a message in it from that senior Matsunaga." As she said that, Izumi Akasawa reached out and snatched the tape from Yukari Sakuragi's hand.

"Akaze?"

"TDK, something from over ten years ago. I only have an MD Walkman. But a tape recorder shouldn't be hard to find."

"It's in the music room." Mochizuki Yuya suddenly said, "Right, Naoya. Didn't the general affairs teacher take us to the music room when he brought us here to move the tables? It's been converted into a storage room, and all the old teaching aids are piled up in there. I remember there was that old tape recorder in there. There were also wrenches, screwdrivers and other things in there."

"Then let's go over there. We can even get a wrench to dismantle this cabinet." said Teshigawara Naoya.

"You're not going to leave me here alone, are you?" Ayano Aya asked panicked.

"Don't worry, we will be back soon. There shouldn't be any vampires, zombies, ghosts or anything like that appearing during this time~ hehe~" said Teshigawara Naoya with a wicked smile.

"Hey...! Stop saying those weird things, all those supernatural things..."

"I'll stay with you." said Sakuragi Yukari.

"Thank you, squad leader."

"Hey, let's go to the music classroom." Teshigawara Naoya put his arm around Mochizuki Yuya's shoulders.

"Ah."

"Wait..." Akasawa Izumi looked at them.

"what happened?"

"Nothing... Let's go."

For some reason, Akazawa Izumi felt a little uncomfortable, as if something bad was about to happen.

……

"really."

In the dark shadows on one side of the classroom, Lin Shangren silently watched a few people.

"The problem is the boy who looks like Hideyoshi."

Lin Shangren's eyes were fixed on Mochizuki Yuya.

Then he teleported to the music classroom and continued to wait.

……

A few minutes later, Akazawa Izumi and the other two walked to the music classroom on the first floor.

Because it was converted into a storage room, this music classroom is relatively tidy.

The three of them were "lucky" because the door of the music classroom was not locked and the tape recorder was placed in a relatively conspicuous place.

"I don't know if the batteries can be used... I say, why don't you find a wrench and a screwdriver first?" Akazawa Izumi turned and looked at Mochizuki Yuya and Teshigahara Naoya.

The usually cheerful and sunny Teshigahara Naoya's tone changed at this moment. He said, "Compared to Ayano Aya, the information on the tape is definitely more important, right?"

"What do you mean?" Akazawa Izumi took two steps back warily.

"Don't be nervous." Shishigahara Naoya smiled. "Akazawa, aren't you surprised? Since Senior Matsunaga found a solution to the disaster, why didn't he share this information? Was it because he couldn't? Or didn't want to? Or perhaps, this method wasn't meant to be known to too many people."

"Can't let too many people know?"

"A disaster would threaten the lives of all the students and faculty in Class 3, as well as our families. How much do you think information that could save everyone would be worth?" Imperial Envoy Naoya Kawara's smile widened. "If I could monopolize this information and trade my life with the rest of the class—hmm."

"you……"

"Puchi, hahaha." Teshigahara Naoya suddenly couldn't hold back his laughter. "Haha, looking at your expression... are you scared? The villain I'm playing looks like..."

"nerve."

Akazawa Izumi gave him a glare and then checked the tape recorder on the table.

"Is it the same model as the battery?" Teshigahara Naoya came over.

“Same, it can be used.”

As she spoke, Izumi Akasawa had already installed the batteries into the tape player.

"OK, we've found the wrench and screwdriver. Let's go back to find the squad leader and Ayano and the others." Teshigawara Naoya laughed and prepared to turn around and leave.

Seeing that Akasawa Izumi was reluctant to leave, the imperial envoy Kawahara Naoya asked in confusion, "Akasawa?"

"You're quite right," Akazawa Izumi said. "Senior must have his reasons for not spreading this crucial information. This news might actually be 'dangerous'."

"How about we listen to it first," Mochizuki Yuya suggested. "How about that? If there's something fishy about this news, it won't involve the squad leader and Ayano. If there's nothing fishy about it, it won't be too late to tell them later."

"This……"

"Oh, why are you so fussy about it? It's just a tape. It's not the videotape of Sadako from the novel 'Ring World.'" Teshigahara Naoya turned on the tape recorder and said, "Put it in. If you're scared, let me listen to it alone first."

"Tsk...then the three of us will listen first."

Akasawa Izumi put the tape into the tape player and pressed the play button. Then, a slightly garbled voice rang out, and a vague male voice came from the tape player.

"Sizzle... sizzle... sizzle... cough cough, uh, just... well, my name is Matsunaga Katsumi, and I'm a student in Class 3, Grade 3, Kitayami Junior High School, Class of 1983. I'm scheduled to graduate next March... Now, now I'm recording this videotape... alone. Um... after I'm done, I'll hide it in the classroom. Someone will find it eventually.

You who are listening to this tape... or perhaps you're one of my juniors, students in Class 3, Grade 3. You're probably going through the same thing I did this year. Terrified by some inexplicable disaster in your class... Never mind. My assumptions here are completely useless. It's completely useless.

Uh... yes, I decided to keep this cassette for two main reasons. First, because it's like my... my own "confession of a crime." Yes, that's it.

I wanted to tell people what I was doing, to share it with them. That's right. No matter what I said to those around me, they wouldn't understand. No one paid any attention to me, and everyone forgot about it... That's how it had become.

Another reason is that I want to give you, my future juniors, some advice... no, I should say some counsel. This... this is a very serious matter.

What I'm about to say is up to you, whether you believe it or not. However, I hope you do, because there's absolutely no falsehood in this. The "extra person" who infiltrated Class 3, Grade 3, and the "disaster" he unleashed... Some say it's a curse, some say it's not, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, the most pressing issue is how to put an end to it... In other words, that... No, I'll have to explain it in order. Even I'm starting... Huh, let's start with the training camp.

It was a three-day, two-night summer camp for the class that began on August 8th. The camp was held at the Sakitani Memorial Hall, an institution at the foot of Mount Yomi, where the school stood.

Why this camp? Our instructor, Mr. Koga, suggested this: "Let's camp and visit a shrine together." Yomiyama, formerly known as Yomiyama, has an ancient shrine on its slopes called Yomiyama Shrine. It's said to have been built during the Warring States period to ward off the Tengu (Tengu), and it's said to be incredibly effective.

If everyone goes there to pray together, the curse will definitely disappear... Simply put, it means asking for God's blessing.

It is said that Mr. Koga was so troubled by this matter that he even sought help from a psychic. Some also say that it was the psychic who suggested this to him.

The psychic was very famous, and I heard that she was the eldest daughter of a wealthy family in Rokukaku Village who had gone out.

However, I am not quite sure what the actual situation is.

Anyway, I ended up joining the camp. There were twenty students, including me. Everyone was skeptical, but on the second day of camp, August 9th... well, that was the day the atomic bomb was dropped on Nagasaki.

Oops, I've strayed off topic... Anyway, on the second day of camp, at our teacher's urging, we hiked up the mountain to visit the shrine. The visit went smoothly, but as we were descending, a thunderstorm started. Everyone hurried back, hoping to get to the shrine for shelter.

Hamaguchi brought him along, holding an umbrella, and was jumping around showing off. Then... a bolt of lightning struck...

I was ahead of the others, so I didn't see it, but the sound was truly terrifying. It was the first time I'd ever heard thunder so close. Hamaguchi... must have died instantly, right? His body was charred, and white smoke continued to billow. Panic reigned.

Despite the teacher's efforts to control the chaos, the situation had already spiraled out of control. Hamaguchi was left alone, and everyone scrambled to escape... and I was also jostled in the process. In short, everyone was trying to get back as quickly as possible, rushing through the rain. In this situation... the second victim was born.

That's a girl named Xingchuan.

This time, she wasn't struck by lightning. In her panicked escape, she missed a step and fell off a cliff... The cliff was so steep, it was impossible for us to save her even if we wanted to, and no one cared... Two people died that day, that's what the newspapers reported, and that's what everyone remembers. But, that wasn't the truth... There was a third victim that day.

That day I…I…I raped and killed ■■.”

"what?!"

Hearing this, the three of them were shocked.

"Did I hear correctly? Rape...rape and murder?" asked Imperial envoy Naoya Kawara in surprise.

Akazawa Izumi remained relatively calm. She asked, "What was the name of the person he raped and killed?"

"Didn't hear that clearly."

The tape continued: "I can't remember how it started, but the rain had subsided, and the teacher and a few of us were preparing to head down the mountain to seek help. Somehow, I and ■■ got separated from the group.

Well, I didn't intend to do anything. Actually, I quite disliked her. That girl, ██████████████████████████████, was always so arrogant and conceited, like she was some kind of princess. She gets mad at me whenever I see her... Ah, anyway, █████████████ is just that kind of person. Two classmates died right before our eyes, and yet she remained so indifferent. Not only did she not care about it, she even went on to make sarcastic remarks.

For some reason, whenever Katsumi Matsunaga mentioned the name of the woman he killed, the noise on the tape became louder and I couldn't hear it clearly no matter how hard I tried.

"I didn't intend to do anything to her, but because of her attitude, and because her clothes were soaked, I could see her black suspender bra from behind. It wasn't the kind of bra little girls wear without underwire, but a real woman's bra... I followed her and could see her hair, wet from the rain, sticking to her neck, and her clothes sticking to her body."

The tape machine, Matsunaga Katsumi's voice gradually became frenzied.

The author says:

Author's Note: Two chapters combined into one, 5,500 words.

Chapter 335: How are you sure you are still alive?

"Honestly, I can't remember her face anymore. It was only a dozen days ago, but I still remember her expression, her demeanor... She suddenly turned her head and looked at me... with disdain and disgust... What did she say? 'Let them die, I just want to go home. Go get help yourselves.'"

Can not remember.

I just remember that a few buttons on her chest were open, revealing a glimpse of black lace underneath. It was summer, after all, and she was wearing nothing but underwear under her school uniform shirt. And after getting caught in the rain, the white shirt was completely transparent, sticking to her skin. It must have been very uncomfortable. I felt the same way...uncomfortable. It was sticking to me, wet and sticking to me, and I wanted to take it off.

"What are you looking at? It's all your fault. Where are the teachers? Are we lost?" she yelled at me.

How could you blame me? She was clearly the one walking in front. She was obviously very beautiful, with a beautiful body, so why did she have to do this?

Her breasts are shaking. Is she angry? She's still cursing...still cursing...I'm obviously furious too, ahhh!

Why was I assigned to this damn class? I didn't do anything wrong! I could die, and my family could be implicated. Why?! Why are you blaming me?

But she just refused to stop, she kept complaining, "My shoes are soaked and uncomfortable," "Why are you just standing there?"

My mind was boiling with anger. I just wanted her to be quiet. I didn't want to do anything to her, let alone kill her. I rushed over and pushed her to the ground. For some reason, she didn't resist. I wanted to cover her mouth, but my hand ended up on her breast, and I accidentally ripped her clothes.

It was the first time I'd ever seen a girl's bra in person. Not counting the ones on TV shows and in magazines. Before that, I'd only seen my mother's in the laundry tub. It was black, with lace trim, and the skin around it was very white, probably because it had been caught in the rain.

What's inside? I could just reach out and pull it open to see. She didn't resist... Could it be that she's what they call boring?

Is that okay? I'm going to rip it off. And the skirt too. Hehehe, her thighs are so soft, just a little cold and damp, but it's so hot between her legs. Her panties feel like lace too, so they're a set, right? She's actually wearing such grown-up underwear. Is she some kind of promiscuous girl?

Her breasts felt a little wet and soft to the touch. My pants were swollen and uncomfortable..."

"Stop, stop, stop." Shishigawara Naoya pressed the pause button, his face flushed red. "Akazawa, why don't you step aside for a moment... or skip this part? This is really... too, too embarrassing."

"I say, what do you mean? Are you shy? Or do you find it exciting to listen to a pervert recounting how he raped and murdered someone? Are you a pervert too?"

"No... No way! I just, just... Never mind. If a girl like you doesn't care, why should I be embarrassed?"