My Bothersome Life - Chapter 366

My ears were bleeding from the loud accordion that had joined the violins. We covered our ears as we both walked around the school, trying to find where the sound was coming from. Meanwhile, the poking still continued even when we were awake. Both the arms of I and Luke were slightly moving, starting to get bruised again.

“Where is it coming from?” I yelled over the loud sound.

“It isn’t coming from the classrooms,” Luke shouted back.

I almost jumped when the brass instruments started to join that horrible song that kept on repeating over and over again. I slammed each of the doors from the stress after destroying all the pillows. Luke didn’t lecture or scold me as he was too concentrated on getting rid of that awful noise in the empty school.

We knocked on Alex’s door, wondering if others heard the noise as well. It was strange how nobody was complaining about it. Shelly yawned while opening the door for us. She gasped when she noticed our terrible appearance, covering our ears. Once the drums joined in, I started to go crazy from how well it went together with the poking.

“Do you also hear that awful noise as well?” I found it strange she didn’t cover her ears with us.

“What do you mea-?” She cut herself off as if she could suddenly hear that horrible song with us.

“This is horrible!” She yelled while covering her ears.

“Where is this coming from?” Alex followed Shelly’s actions.

“We don’t know,” Luke shouted, almost going crazy with me.

“My arm!” Shelly almost collapsed onto the floor.

I guiltily stepped away from her as I noticed the poking was happening to her and Alex as well. That reminded me that we never met them at night while we talked during the daytime. I ran away from her and knocked on Charles’ door that was right beside theirs to test out my theory. Charles opened the door, the same initial actions as Shelly.

“Do you also hear that awful noise as well?” I repeated the same question to him.

“In the middle of the night?” Charles’ grip slipped as the poking began to happen on his arms as well.

“What is the school doing?” He yelled after giving up on creating a barrier that blocked sounds.

The five of us gave up on our sleep as we began to search the school again where the sounds were coming from. We decided to split up as we scanned each room like our life depended on it. However, we couldn’t find any clues as all of us sighed in relief when the sun came out. That horrible song finally stopped! I knocked on the teacher’s office, finding it open early in the morning.

The teacher froze, wondering why we came to them earlier than normal. It was also strange to them how there were others that joined us. All of us were extremely annoyed from suffering for the entire night. Luke, who was on the brink of snapping, ordered, “all of our arms hurt. The noise during the night made us unable to sleep.”

“The noise?” The teacher looked confused.

“The country music with the loud drums, accordions, violins and brass instruments!” Charles added, almost yelling.

“The poking and the music happened together,” Alex complained with him.

We all waited for the teachers to do something to get the same usual response that they were still investigating the issue. Once all the teachers in the office had exhausted all their mana, the five of us left the room. The three of them didn’t know how each night would get worse as time went on. But they knew how much we suffered from one glance during the past few days.

“We should sleep together,” Shelly didn’t want to suffer through this alone with Alex.

“You can join us in one of the tents,” I sighed.

“I don’t remember anything about the noise,” Alex asked Luke if it was always this bad.

“It gets worse with each night,” Luke honestly told him.

While we were already inside the classroom, earlier than usual, the teacher was the one who came late for class. I had earmuffs on my ears, an accessory I would never put off and would defend with my life. Both Ellen and Allan looked at us weirdly as the six of us wore them after searching our closets. Nobody put warm earmuffs filled with fur in the summer.

“Did last night get worse?” Ellen noticed the new victims who joined us.

“The noise,” I groaned, remembering the song.

The only reason we decided to stay inside the tents was because the sound was louder inside the dorms. Miliana also ended up joining the list of victims once Charles had returned to his dorm room to see if it was the same for him. He didn’t know he would affect his partner by asking the same question as I did.

“I can’t, I don’t know what to do,” Miliana muttered while placing her hands against the earmuffs.

There was nothing we could do as the teacher began her lesson. But we could all barely focus on the lesson, including the teacher who taught us sloppier than usual. I wondered how long this would last. At this rate, we would all go crazy if things escalated more than this. Placing my face on my desk, I looked outside the window, giving up on listening to the teacher’s lecture.