ANGEL MASHIRO

第2章

For a man named Makoto Nonaka, the village of Yokokura was an ordinary countryside that existed everywhere.

Therefore, Makoto had never been involved in Yokokura village in his life, nor had he ever thought of being involved in it.

Naturally, Makoto did not know the history of Yokokura village, its famous products, or even the name of the mountain he could see from the window.

However, he still decided to move to Yokokura village and live there for the rest of his life because the woman he loved was from there.

She was weak and could not live in a city with dirty air, but Yokokura village was a safe place to live.

That is why Makoto rejected many offers and decided to work at a junior high school near Yokokura village.

Fortunately, there were no young teachers at the school, and the fact that the job was almost confirmed at the interview stage was also a decisive factor.

Then, overcoming many objections, Makoto proposed to Yuko, his girlfriend of nearly six years, and they moved to Yokokura Village together.

Living in the unfamiliar countryside gave Makoto many hardships, but he integrated into the village with his natural cheerful and soft personality, and six months later, he was accepted as if he had been born and raised in Yokokura Village.

Makoto, who had been good-natured since birth, had been contracted to lock the junior high school, which was not that big, and even that day he checked the keys of each classroom, telling the remaining students to go home properly.

Come on. It's almost time. Let's go home before it gets dark.

Uh. Nonaka Sensei! WAIT A MINUTE...

Is there any problem?

You know what? I forgot my homework, so I was told to do it at school.

Math. Is that Dr. Fujima? Then I'll tell Dr. Fujima. It's late. Please study at home and bring it back tomorrow.

Okay?

Yes. Don't forget this time.

Okay! Then I'm going home! See you again, mister!

Yes. See you tomorrow. Be careful when you go home.

He also sent the students who had stayed to study home, and Makoto checked each classroom and locked it.

By now, the sun from the window had turned red and was about to fall behind a high mountain.

Slowly, darkness would take over the area.

Teacher! Bye!

Nonaka Sensei! See you tomorrow!

Good-bye. See you tomorrow. Be careful when you go home.

However, Makoto loved this time so much that he didn't plan to work too early.

Because at the end of the day, he likes to see the kids go home with smiles on their faces.

And after locking all the classrooms and finally locking the staff room, Makoto walked down the red-stained hallway to go home from now on.

All the teachers and students have already gone home, and Makoto is the only one left.

The wooden hallway makes a sound every time you walk, but Makoto's footsteps are the only ones you can hear.

Silence.

......

Hmm?

Suddenly something caught Makoto's ear in the silence, and Makoto hurried in that direction.