This Japanese Slice-of-Life Isn’t Lame - chapter 42 It Is Impolite to Vomit In Someone's Face

Chinatsu Chiyuki had achieved her main purpose for apologizing.

Although it was a pity that she could not get Kitagawa Tera to join the student council, Chinatsu Chiyuki still considered the outcome quite satisfactory.

Just as Chinatsu Chiyuki was thinking about whether to find an excuse to leave, Kitagawa Tera gave her a long, meaningful look and suddenly said, “President Chinatsu, I wonder if you’ve encountered any strange things recently?”

What he said had no context, and even Asamiya Hitomi at the side scratched her head in puzzlement.

But when his question fell on Chinatsu Chiyuki’s ears, her whole face changed, and she looked in astonishment at Kitagawa Tera, who was sitting on the long bench steadily.

Could Kitagawa Tera have seen my recent state?

As mentioned earlier, ever since Chinatsu Chiyuki started taking care of Tsukishima Risa, she was not in the right state.

She frequently had nightmares, and the situations in the nightmares seemed as though she had experienced them personally.

Most of the nightmares were of her running for her life from hundreds of life-like puppets chasing after her in the abandoned Miki factory.

They crawled on the floor crazily, chasing after her. Greed and tyranny flashed in their lifeless eyes.

Fortunately, she could find an exit every time.

And every time she found the exit to leave, Chinatsu Chiyuki would always awaken in bed drenched in sweat.

However, what made her more and more scared recently was that her speed of finding the exit in the nightmares was getting slower and slower, and the puppets seemed to be getting closer and closer, closer and closer…

It felt like it would not take long before the puppets would pounce onto her…

Had the puppets really pounced onto me in the nightmares, what would happen…? Chinatsu Chiyuki did not even dare to think about it.

After all, whether what happened in the dream could affect reality… She did not know herself.

In addition to the nightmares, Chinatsu Chiyuki also began to experience complications such as visual and auditory hallucinations.

She could feel that someone was peeping at her from the shadows and would often hear the cold sounds of the movement of the puppets’ joints.

Thinking of this, Chinatsu Chiyuki suppressed the agitation in her heart and tried to keep her voice steady and calm. “Kitagawa-san, what can you tell?”

Chinatsu Chiyuki’s voice was slightly hopeful, but Kitagawa Tera realized that her gaze suddenly drifted abnormally behind him.

“I…” Kitagawa Tera frowned tensely and was about to speak when Chinatsu Chiyuki’s entire body suddenly bent forward and vomited.

“… Asamiya-san, bring President Chinatsu to the toilet to wash up,” Kitagawa Tera told Asamiya Hitomi.

“O-Okay!” Asamiya Hitomi was also stunned by what suddenly happened. Upon hearing Kitagawa Tera, she moved quickly to Chinatsu Chiyuki and helped her leave.

Kitagawa Tera stood at the spot, watched them leave, and turned to look behind him thoughtfully.

Behind him was a small landscape tree with a ghastly white paper airplane on a branch.

The arrow of the paper airplane was pointing at him. From where Kitagawa Tera looked, it looked like the pale palm of a puppet that someone had broken abnormally…

Kitagawa Tera shook his head, glanced at all the filth in front of him, looked for another clean long bench to sit down on, and took out his phone.

It was time to reply to that Kyokuboku student.

Edit message, send.

…

“Here is a tissue. Please use it.” Asamiya Hitomi gently patted Chinatsu Chiyuki’s back while passing her the tissue considerately.

“I’m very sorry to have to trouble Asamiya-san to help me.” Chinatsu Chiyuki took the tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth before taking another tissue to wipe the tiny beads of sweat on her forehead.

While she was talking to Kitagawa Tera, she had another hallucination, seeming to mistake the paper airplane for the palm of a puppet. And her hallucination this time was worse. An uncontrollable nauseous feeling had risen from her stomach, so she vomited in front of Kitagawa Tera.

And after vomiting so badly, she did not feel relaxed but instead felt that her dizziness was even worse.

Really a little embarrassing. Chinatsu Chiyuki sighed deeply.

Coming to interact with Kitagawa Tera to try to persuade him, but in the end, she made a fool out of herself in front of him. She wondered if he would mind…

“Umm… I don’t think Kitagawa-san would be bothered by this kind of thing.”

“… Why are you so sure, Asamiya-san?” Chinatsu Chiyuki turned her head curiously.

Asamiya Hitomi thought for a while before saying, “Kitagawa-san may always be cold-faced, but he’s actually amicable and quite nice to me.”

But she immediately realized that it did not sound right, so she blushed while waving her hands. “No, no, I don’t mean that. I mean, Kitagawa-san is quite nice to his friends.”

“…” Chinatsu Chiyuki.

Asamiya Hitomi probably doesn’t know what Kitagawa Tera did alone in the toilet. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have said that.

But Asamiya Hitomi was right on one thing. Interacting with Kitagawa Tera was not difficult. After their conversation, she could understand that even though he looked cold and was a little quiet, he was actually more mature than most boys his age.

That calm temperament sometimes made Chinatsu Chiyuki have the urge to give the initiative to him.

Chinatsu Chiyuki washed her face again and exhaled heavily.

At this moment, her phone suddenly rang.

It was the sound of an incoming message.

Because she did not know when the blogger of the Office of Paranormal Activities would reply to her, she had specially turned the sound on.

Is it an email from him?

Chinatsu Chiyuki’s expression jolted. She wiped the water stains off her face with a handkerchief and took out her phone.

Under Asamiya Hitomi’s curious gaze, she looked at the words that popped out on her phone screen.

‘Sender: Unknown. Email ([email protected])

Miss Sen, at your invitation, I will come to Kyokuboku High School this afternoon. The meeting place will be at the Cure Coffee Shop. Is that okay?’

Looking at the familiar email account and suffix, Chinatsu Chiyuki could no longer suppress her excitement and blurted out, “Finally coming…”

The paranormal blogger was finally coming!

Regardless of whether the other party was a fraud or not, there was a thread of hope as long as he came.

“Finally coming?” Asamiya Hitomi tilted her head doubtfully.

Chinatsu Chiyuki realized that she had lost her composure and replied with a smile, “Uh… It’s an email from my friend. He said he would come and see me soon.”

“Is that so? Looking at President Chinatsu’s expression, it should be a very important friend, right?” Asamiya Hitomi was slightly envious.

She wanted to have such a friend too.

But she dare not to get too close to Chinatsu Chiyuki, fearing to pass on her bad luck to her.

I wonder what kind of person Chinatsu Chiyuki’s friend is, she thought curiously.