Chapter 7 Section five

The days of living in a hotel are monotonous. A week passed, ten days passed, and Morisaki Taiki still couldn't find it. TV news no longer reports on Dashu.Grandma said that there were no reporters hanging around the apartment either.Yuriko and her mother wanted to go home and live. The father, who hadn't seen him for many days, was so thin that he lost his shape, and his gray hair added a lot. "Yuriko, so many things happened, I'm really sorry for you, you must be very painful. From now on, the three of us will have to live as usual, waiting for the big tree to come back. The big tree will definitely come back, and Yuriko must cheer up !"

Dad was desperately cheering Yuriko up, and Mom nodded in agreement with what Dad said.Let's cheer up and work hard! I can't do it - Yuriko swallowed the words again.Mom and Dad also know that it is too difficult to do, but for Yuriko, Mom and Dad have to overcome many difficulties. The only thing that makes people feel a little relieved is that the grandparents and grandparents have all gone back to their respective homes.If they stayed here, they would cry and fight, either quarreling with their mother or making their father angry.This was the case in the past when the family was safe and sound.

——The relatives at home are all in trouble! My brother once said so. ——The family of grandparents and grandparents is not harmonious. Although Yuriko didn't understand these things, her brother told her so. Of course my brother knew it well.That being the case, why does my brother do things that make grandparents cry and make noise? The sentence "living as usual" also contains the meaning of Yuriko continuing to go to school.Isn't this a matter of course?However, when Yuriko heard her mother say that she would continue to go to school next week, she was still so frightened that her mind went blank.No, maybe it wasn't panic, but she couldn't react, it was like sending her to the moon without any real feeling.At this time, she could not imagine herself listening to a desk facing a desk in a school classroom.

What will the students look like? What kind of expression should Yuriko face? And so, real life goes on.On Friday afternoon, Katayama-sensei came to the house, and when she saw Yuriko, she immediately showed an exaggeratedly happy expression. "Everyone misses Yuriko very much! Classmates also take turns to help you take notes in class, so your study progress will not fall behind." She discussed many matters with her mother, and they also let Yuriko stay in their room. "Let the teacher talk to mom for a while, okay?" The living room door was also closed. Yuriko was about to go to her room when she suddenly changed her mind.

Go to brother's room! After returning home this time, I haven't had a chance to enter my brother's room, and I'm always with my mother.When Yuriko was watching TV or reading alone, her mother would sneak into her brother's room and cry softly.Before, Yuriko always avoided as much as possible, she couldn't bear to see her mother crying.Mother is already in so much pain, it will be even more painful if Yuriko sees herself crying. Morisaki Taiki's room is still in the same state as when Yuriko was spying on it that day, the only difference is that the jacket that was hung on the back of the chair at that time has now been folded and placed on the bed.

She felt as if she was searching for some kind of mistake, and the biggest and most overlooked mistake was that her brother was not here. Yuriko sat softly next to the folded jacket, and the bed gently supported her light body. Outside the window, a car playing passionate music sped by.Today is also a good day, just like the day my brother went missing. Yuriko sat alone, listening alone. She seemed to suddenly realize that she seemed to have forgotten something - she hadn't cried until now!Although tears filled my eyes several times, I never cried like my mother did, even when I saw my father crying.

Why is this?Why can't I cry when I'm so sad? Is this the "stunned" state?Once a person is stunned, will he be so at a loss? Yuriko lay down on her back with a clatter, on the bed cover that her mother had made herself. The springs of the mattress creaked slightly, and the bedspread smelled of my brother. A large living person left only the smell, and the jacket he was wearing yesterday was draped over the back of the chair, and it disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't find it for so many days.How in the world can such a thing happen? Yuriko looked at the ceiling, blinking slowly.

To this day she still can't believe it, can't believe it could be real. Our house has become like this!The ordinary life that was taken for granted is now shattered.It was only after it was destroyed that I realized how precious it was. A certain emotion began to surge in my heart, and I wanted to cry loudly—Yuriko was mentally prepared, she had been waiting for this moment, and she would be saved if she cried out, as long as she could spit out the dark lumps in her heart while sobbing! However, it wasn't tears that welled up her throat, and Yuriko clenched her teeth. Why? By the way, what came to my throat was actually a question.That's right.Why?Why?Why?Why did my brother assassinate his classmate with a knife?Since you are so distressed that you have to take risks, why don't you speak it out?Since you want to escape, why don't you tell your family where you are going?Why not get in touch?

Yuriko is angry!elder brother! Yuriko raised her legs and turned around, curling up on the bed.She suddenly felt sleepy, just sleep like this!It was a long, lingering nightmare that might wake up from a nightmare. Closing her eyes, Yuriko's brain and heart felt the smell of her brother permeating the coverlet.Take a deep breath, it's so comfortable.Yuriko was exhausted and desperately needed a rest. The fatigue was even beyond her imagination.sleep!sleep! Inside the eyelids, a scene unfolded hazily. It was a dream again, fragments of a dream.The feel and warmth of the bedding, and the sleepiness.Starting from this, Yuriko's previous dream flickered as if the wind lifted the pages of a book, and then returned to its original state.

when was thatI saw this scene in my dream.a week ago?ten days ago?Maybe earlier.In the dream, her brother appeared, and Yuriko accidentally saw it through the door of her brother's room. Yuriko was standing in the cold corridor, and her brother's door was opened ten centimeters—— The desk lamp was on, my brother was kneeling by the window, a huge black figure was facing my brother, and my brother was sitting next to the figure. That was something in the middle of the night, a dream in the middle of the night.Yuriko wanted to go to the toilet, so she dreamed of going to the toilet.Although it was accidental, although it was not intentional, she just peeped into her brother's room in her dream.

Anyway, the figure was too big, fatter than the average adult, and looked like an inflated balloon.He was also wearing something on his head, with a jagged protruding top - shaped like a hat.Yes, that's what Yuriko saw in the dream.What a strange dream!No, it was because the scene was so strange that she thought it was a dream.Anyway, Yuriko was sleepy. She was sleepy, but she suspected that she was not asleep. Could it be—isn't that a dream? She remembers how hard and cold the floor felt as she walked forward with her toes curled up.The toilet was so far away that she almost sneezed. My brother bowed his head deeply towards the huge figure in the hat. what!My brother is still asleep, maybe he will turn his head and look this way.Yuriko, tell brother to go to the bathroom!Because I drank milk before going to bed. My brother moved his forehead back and forth across the floor, humming something.Facing the terrifying figure standing in front of him, he muttered and hummed devoutly. That song suddenly flowed out from the lips of Yuriko who was curled up on the bed. It was a song that Yuriko felt strange, a strange melody, and a strange language.She was able to sing it continuously and completely! After the movement of the lips stopped, the singing disappeared, and Yuriko just curled up there, dumbfounded. Just now, what happened? How can I sing such a strange song?Just move your lips at will and you can sing! This is the song my brother sang in my dream! "Little girl!" There are whispers of feather lice flapping their wings in late summer, but it's still spring!Perhaps a newly hatched feather lice, still delicate? "Little girl!" The wings of the feather lice seemed to be calling—little girl! "Little girl, wake up!" Yuriko stood up abruptly with her eyes wide open, and suddenly stopped still.There was nothing moving in the room, and the windows were closed, so there was no possibility of even a breeze to move the curtains. Yuriko looked up at the fluorescent lights on the ceiling.Fluorescent lighting sometimes hums, perhaps - false human voice? "Little girl, I'm not in that kind of place!" The sound of flapping wings became louder and clearer, and it really sounded like a voice. "Look this way, little girl! Bookshelves, bookshelves!" Yuriko didn't move her body, but slowly and cautiously turned her neck towards her brother's desk. The bookshelf stood by the wall next to the desk. "Yes, this is the way. Come here!" It wasn't the sound of flapping wings, it was obviously a human voice, talking to Yuriko. Yuriko kept her original posture as if she was a model for a painter, only her lips moved. "Who are you?" There was no immediate answer.Yuriko tensed her body and listened carefully, the noise of cars passing by came from outside the window. "who are you?" Yuriko asked again, and another car drove by. no respond.Yuriko began to relax the tense nerves, and I—— fell asleep again. "This question is hard to answer." The flapping of wings was back. Yuriko jumped up from the bed and fled to the door, but the soles of her socks slipped, her body lost her balance and hit the door heavily, and she suddenly saw stars. "Little girl, don't be afraid! I'm not something to be afraid of." There was a continuous sound of flapping wings in the buzzing brain, and the tone of the voice seemed to be laughing and flustered, and there was really no sense of terror. "Ghost, ghost!" Yuriko fell down on her buttocks, rubbed her head that hit the door with her hands, and then said in a panic. The sound of flapping wings continued: "I am not a ghost. Do I have a ghost written on my face?" Not written?What's the meaning?Write what?What are you writing? "I'm a book. Little girl, don't look like you've lost your soul. Come to the bookshelf!" Writing——writing, writing, it should be a book! Yuriko still couldn't stand up, she climbed close to her brother's bookshelf, and leaned out as if agreeing, her posture was quite coordinated. There are all kinds of books on my brother's bookshelf, including reference books, encyclopedias, illustrated books, and comic books. My brother loves sports star stories and comics.There are also several suspense mystery novels.Yuriko likes mystery novels, and once begged her brother to lend them to her to read.Because it is a pocket book with a small font size, it looks strange and the content is not very clear.My brother once said to her with a smile: "My little Yuri is not yet old enough to read such books!" "The second floor above," said the unidentified voice again, "Take off all the books in front, and I'll hide behind!" On the second floor are "The Universe Captured by the Hubble Telescope" and "Star Observation".Yuriko remembered that it was around this time last year that her brother became very interested in astronomical observations and wanted a set of astronomical telescopes.But astronomical telescopes are expensive, and my brother is busy playing baseball. If I go to do astronomical observations, I'm afraid I won't even have time to sleep.Usually, my father would let my brother get what he wanted, but this time he was not so happy.So, the matter was over. Yuriko took out the books with exquisite color photo covers one by one and put them on the desk next to her. Behind them were marine life before her brother became interested in astronomical observations (Taiki Morisaki had various interests besides baseball) class books. After pulling out five books, Yuriko saw an old book with a red leather cover sandwiched between "Dolphin-The Holy Spirit of the Magnificent Sea" and the thin photo album "Come to the Aquarium".The book is about two centimeters thick, which is surprising. "That's it. My little girl, this red book is me!" The voice of the unknown person seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but also seemed to be encouraging Yuriko, and the tone became brighter. Yuriko stretched out her right index finger to touch the red book, but stopped when she got close.What is the title of the book?The spine of the book is lined with symbols like characters that have never been seen before.Golden text!It has been worn very thin, and some strokes have been completely worn away. "What book are you?" Yuriko asked.Her fingers and voice trembled in anticipation of an answer. "You asked my name? I told you that I didn't know it. What did you ask me about? Yes, it's a dictionary in terms you can understand. I'm a dictionary with a special purpose." "use?" "It's just how to use it!" Yuriko's index finger was still hanging in the air. "Didn't you just say that? I'm not a scary thing. However, your fear is not unreasonable. I understand your feelings very well." Yuriko said that she dared not look at it. "No matter what, you get me in your hand first, and it will be easier for us to talk." Yuriko shrank her fingers and clasped her hands together again, still trembling. Gulu, the throat squirmed. Yuriko closed her eyes for a moment, and at the same time opened her eyes, she swished the red book out of the shelf. A moment later, she almost threw the book on the floor. The book in my hand is as light as a feather, and has a little warmth, just like human skin. Just as Yuriko was about to put the book down, the book stuck to her fingers as if unwilling to leave, and there was indeed a kind of elastic touch.Measles! "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Don't be so rude, okay? I'm already old and the thread is loose!" Yuriko found that things had backfired, and she was holding the red book carefully with both hands. "Little girl, sit on the chair! For me, just put it on the desk. You turn the pages of the book and press your palms on it." "Which page do you turn?" "Any page will do!" According to the instructions, Yuriko sat in her brother's chair. She put the red book on the table and observed it carefully. As the book itself stated, it was old and worn out. Yuriko opened the book in the middle, and the same symbols as the characters on the spine were densely arranged inside.The paper is yellowed and has holes in some places. "It's really old..." Yuriko muttered to herself, rubbed her palm against the belly of the sportswear a few times, and then lightly pressed it on the page. There is a soft touch in the palm, and there is also a little warmth. "Ah, little girl, your actual age is younger than your appearance!" According to the Red Book, compared with the previous sound of feather lice flapping wings, it has completely changed into a human voice. "Wow, did you know that?" "I know!" "I'm eleven years old." "In your world, it should be this age. How old is your brother?" "Taiki Morisaki is fourteen years old." "Really? It's not too big!" it sighed.Yuriko was furious. "My brother is not young anymore! He is not a child, and his parents have said so. Although he has not fully grown into an adult, he is not a child anymore." Therefore, it belongs to a very complicated age group-my parents once said so, and Yuriko just heard a little bit of hearsay.However, Mom and Dad are very happy and proud - saying that no matter what the situation is, there is no need to worry about Brother Dashu. "Where is it, he is still young! He is still young!" The words of the red book came through the palm, rather than listening with the ears, it was better to say that it was directly transmitted to the heart. "Hey...you—are you a scroll elf?" "The little girl actually knows this kind of words! Where did she learn it?" Scroll Elf!Scroll Holy Spirit! "Because it appeared in the movie." "Oh, it's a story!" It said: "I am also a story!" "But aren't you a dictionary?" "I am a dictionary and a story. Because everything I write contains stories, or it should be said that stories always happen first." The vibration waves transmitted through the palm contained a kind tone of earnest teaching.The book was old and dirty and falling apart, but Yuriko felt no discomfort when she touched it. "I'm so sorry, little girl, I didn't intend to start a conversation with you, because it's useless. But you just sang." "I?" What was said was the inexplicable song that blurted out casually. "That song, the little girl doesn't know what it is?" Yuriko nodded and explained that her brother sang in the dream, and she also told about the scene in the dream. At this time, she felt that the red book began to tremble. "Really? You've had a dream. If that's the case, there's nothing wrong with talking to you. Well, it's nice!" It is a self-affirmation of a person, to be precise, a book of self-affirmation.it is a book! "It was a very strange dream, I actually sang the song I heard in my dream!" "You don't understand the meaning of that song, do you?" "I can't possibly understand!" "That's good, huh!" Red Book stroked Yuriko's palm again.While that's a weird feeling, it's true. "Little girl, don't sing that song any more, just forget it!" Such prohibitive discourse is the most effective spell to arouse children's curiosity no matter what the era.Yuriko was a little eager to try, she pressed her palm hard on the page. "Why? Why are you not allowed to sing anymore?" "Don't push me hard, little girl!" Yuriko quickly relaxed.Red Book moved his body painfully and adjusted his breathing as if he was being held down tightly. "Because, isn't that a good song!" Yuriko was silent for a moment, and the terrifying and abnormal posture and scene of her brother when she sang that song reappeared in her mind.This time it is a conscious memory, so even the details are clear. Red Book trembled again, and Yuriko's palm seemed to feel human skin twisting. "Ah, that's right, that's the one!" "that?" Well—Red Book muttered and then fell silent. "You can see what I see now. Right? You see my heart? Is that your superpower?" After asking a question, the answer blurted out.If it is superpower, is it already superpower?Aren't you talking to a book? "Well, let it be..." Red Book seemed a little scared. "Is that—is something scary?" "Isn't the little girl afraid?" The elder brother in the dream kept rubbing his head on the floor, and another fat figure looked down at his elder brother arrogantly with his chest up and his head up. She suddenly thought of a word. "King of the castle, alone." "What?" Red Book asked back, "What did you just say?" "O king of the castle!" Yuriko stared at the red book and nodded to it. "The huge figure I saw was like the costume of the castle king in comics and sci-fi movies, and he was wearing a crown!" "Did you see the cloak? It's in tatters..." Yes!It looks fat because of the cloak covering the back to the ankles! "The room is too dark to see clearly." "Can't see his face clearly, can you?" This point seems particularly important.The red book asked imposingly, and Yuriko involuntarily raised the hand on the red book. "It's too dark." "Didn't see it?" "Well, I didn't see it." That's good - said the Red Book.Yuriko felt the tension built up throughout the book suddenly subside. "Is he really that terrible? What country is he the monarch of?" The red book was silent, and suddenly, it seemed to want to return to the state of an ordinary book.Yuriko's palm felt its breath.Adults often do this when they have great worries in their hearts. They take a long breath, pause at the end of the breath, then inhale as if they suddenly remembered, and then let out a long breath. About two years ago, Yuriko's father was found to be ill during the company's physical examination, and the reexamination results were the same, so he had to go to a large hospital for further examination.At the time, my mother was breathing this way, sitting alone at the kitchen table at home.Mom panted imagining the worst conceivable outcome, then inhaled quickly when she was exhausted.Fortunately, it was not long before I learned that my father's condition was not serious, and my mother no longer used the "worry breathing method".However, Yuriko still can't forget that breathing rhythm. What a terrifying existence! My brother pays homage to him! In Yuriko's little head, a dim light flickered. "Could it be that my brother's terrible behavior is related to that guy who looks like a monarch?" Red Book shuddered. Yuriko widened her eyes. "Really? Is that so? I'm on point, aren't I?" The red book didn't answer, so Yuriko grabbed it with both hands and shook it vigorously. "Tell me! Oh, tell me!" "Little girl, calm down!" "I don't want any sedation!" Got it, got it—Red Book complained endlessly. "Yes, that's a badass!" It clings to man and drives him to do evil— Yuriko's knees suddenly went limp, and she knelt down holding the red book. From the disappearance of her brother to today, not to mention her parents and teachers, even Yuriko herself has no reasonable explanation.Yuriko was frequently blocked from inquiring about the situation, saying that she didn't need to worry about it!It's better for Yuriko not to know.Only now did she accidentally get a few words from the red book that was trembling drunkenly (because of Yuriko's violent shaking). Ahh, I'm about to cry! "I thought my brother was too shameful!" Tears really fell down.One drop, two drops, landed on the red book cover. "My brother can't do that kind of thing!" You are right!Amiable words came from the Red Book. "Your brother is a good boy! He is definitely not the one who stabbed his classmates and swung a knife to kill him!" "You know?" "I know! Although it's not long, but it's nearby!" Yuriko wiped her face with her right hand, wiping away the tears.yes!This book is hidden on my brother's bookshelf! "So, little girl, I also tried my best to stop him and gave him advice. But it failed to reach your brother's heart, because he had lost track of 'that' a long time ago." "Compared to 'that', I'm vulnerable." Red Book murmured, cringing in embarrassment (it did have such a touch). "I can't beat 'that' because it's 'hero'." "hero?" This word, Yuriko also understands, is "Hero", referring to those great and powerful characters.Historical figures refer to those who established great achievements, and sports stars are those who set world records. Most of them are the protagonists in the stories.So what is a badass? "You lie! How can a hero be a villain?" "The education the little girl received is naturally incomprehensible." "Isn't that all common sense?" Common sense! — Red Book said with a sigh. "But yes, even if that's the case!" Under the palm of Yuriko, the feeling of the book has changed.The temperature is gone, and the breath can't be felt.Now, the talking red book seems to have really turned back into an old book. "Don't worry, just wait!" Yuriko shook the red book vigorously, grabbed the spine of the book and shook the pages upside down, trying her best to be rough.Even so, the Red Book remained silent. "Why is this?" Yuriko cried out, "It's too much! Why are you so bad?" The opponent is a book, and the little girl protests with tears to no avail.Furious, Yuriko threw the red book against the wall with all her strength.The book slammed open against the wall, and fell to the floor with a thump, the pages below being folded in. It didn't cry out in pain or get angry, and stared at it angrily, but it didn't respond either. Yuriko ignored the red book, feeling that the contest was a draw, and left Taiki's room dejectedly. She didn't tell her parents about the red book, she couldn't explain it clearly, and even she thought it was just an absurd dream.At dinner that night, they talked about ordinary things - Yuriko was going to school tomorrow, and her mother had to accompany her to accompany her if she didn't go for a few days, and Yuriko had to get along with her classmates as always. Red Book was still sprawled against the wall, and no one paid any attention.