"……Huh……?"　I am at a loss for words with a half-smile.　What Mr. Hirai said was too incomprehensible.　When I asked him what he was talking about.　Mr. Hirai, who returned to the counter, was right next to me before I knew it.　When you say "nearby", you might think how long it will be.　It was really close."Wear!?"　I don't know what I was confused about, but it stuck to my waist.　Mr. Hirai is staring at me.　Or rather, on my arm, mu, mu, mu, mu, mu, mu! It hits my chest, Mr. Hirai! ?　What is it?　What do you mean! ?"Uh-huh"　Open your big eyes and stare.　Mr. Hirai didn't move.　I'm like a sculpture and can't move.　But my chest, um, my chest!　It's hitting my right arm...! Mr. Hirai! !　Eh, really this.　What is this, what should I do?　Are you inviting me?　You can't do anything. There are security cameras on the ceiling! ?　I want to die because I think I'm soft! !"I've been wondering about it for a long time, but now.""Huh... Huh?"　Mr. Hirai finally opened his mouth and

The scratch marks that were clearly visible on my neck were completely gone the next day.scabscabI didn't see one there.　In front of the mirror in my bathroom, I had an irresistibly stupid face, but it couldn't be helped.　I certainly saw it with my own eyes.　In the restroom of the convenience store, there was a painful scar on my neck, as if I had scratched it with all my strength.　I don't know why, but after washing my face this morning, I looked in the mirror to see how it was, and there was no trace of it.　It wasn't really swollen or anything like that, nothing.　This is ridiculous.　It's obviously weird.　Or rather, before the scars on my neck disappeared, I had an experience that was hard to describe in words.　What was that?　For some reason, Hirai-san came halfway through and I was relieved from some unknown pain, but if Hirai-san didn't show up, I would be the same.　what happened　I didn't think much about it until now, but since I started working part-time at a convenie

　Let's stop...　Seeing that far, I clicked the X mark in the upper right corner of the screen and closed the page.　It seems that the writing continued after that, but I didn't feel like reading it all.　I can't see the faces of the posts on the internet, and I can say whatever I want to say, and I've seen it in the posts, but it's stupid to believe. What do you get when you see that?　Turn on the fan, pull one out of the cigarette box on the desk and light it.　I wonder if I've become a summer heat exhaustion, but my body hasn't been feeling well lately.　Well, since I started the night shift, the day and night are reversed, it's normal to get sick.　I'm getting plenty of sleep, but even with that, my whole body feels sluggish.　If I go tomorrow, it will be a week since I worked at that convenience store. And finally, the first meeting with the rumored Mr. Takenaka. It's not that I'm nervous, but somehow I'm afraid to meet Mr. Takenaka.　I wonder if something will happen during the p

rice field. Remain standing.　If you're sleeping while standing...　I saw something amazing. Should I say dexterity? Without rowing the boat, Mr. Takenaka was sleeping while standing in front of the cash register.　What is this person? It has a good sense of stability.　I wonder if I should wake him up."Oh"　Shake your shoulders a little.　Oh... don't wake up. The raccoon dog isn't asleep, are you really falling asleep while standing up? ?　No, it's interesting, so leave it as it is.　I was a little nervous, but after staring at Mr. Takenaka, I decided to let him take a break.　Even guests would wake up. Besides, no matter how much free time you have, how about sleeping during your part-time job? I'll leave it alone　Just smoke a cigarette and come back and wake me up, this is it. In return for the door issue earlier.　I stepped into the back room, and while I was watching Mr. Takenaka, I sat down on a slightly dirty round chair