บท 71: Chapter 70: "Oh, the hand is quite slippery." (Three more chapters up!)

The men huddled in the corner, their eyes almost bulging out, stared straight ahead.

They clutched their necks tightly with both hands.

The fear on their faces seemed almost ready to spill out of the pages.

Their bodies trembled so violently that a scientist might consider whether they could be a sustainable energy source—except their pupils were clearly lifeless, unfocused, and their gazes somewhat scattered.

They continued to mutter to themselves in low, panicked tones, laced with fear.

"Don't come any closer, I command you speedily, may Buddha bless me."

"Quick, think of something else, right, I once had a breakup, and it was really tough!"

"That was an experience from my high school days; it was about the girl who sat next to me whom I really liked—we used to bunk classes together and go out to eat."

"During nap time, when we'd rest our heads on the desks, I'd casually let my elbow touch hers, even if it was just a small contact."