Chapter 4: Chapter 1

At the end of October, Monday afternoon, after school.

In a forest about 5 min away from the road linking the High School Section and the Middle School Section, I was holding a shovel, covered with mud, trying to make a trap.

The depth of this hole is far deeper than a person's height.This is already the third trap that I have dug, hence it is quite easy.

If you also count the already dug and filled traps, this is already the 5th one. After digging so many, more or less you will become skilled at it.

When I feel that it is almost there, I stabbed the spears I prepared in advance into the trap. That is the bamboo after I cut, and sharpened into a simple spear. I placed the tip upwards, and stabbed it into the hole. One after another. Rigidly, one after another.

I pulled at a rope that is tied to a nearby tree, and climbed out of the hole, then carefully covered the trap with leaves, as a disguise.

I have to be faster, there is not much time.

That fellow is coming.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead. Now it is 2.30pm.

For that fellow, I even left clues. I left a message, to guide that fellow to this place.I am guessing, that fellow probably won't notice that that is a 「message」. He probably will think that that is a mistake that I have accidentally made, and he is thinking that I am hiding something important here.

And because of that important thing, that is the reason why I came to this place everyday—— he will probably think like that.

He must have thought, that recently I disappeared as soon as school ended, is because I came here.

From a certain viewpoint, that sort of thinking is not wrong. Because I have been digging traps here.

The first trap, because I feel unsatisfied about it, hence I buried it.

The second trap, though it is passable, but I hoped that it can be more comprehensive, hence I also buried it. Because the thing that I am about to do is not allowed to fail.

I am about to kill someone.