Chapter 11 June 4 (Friday) 3:33am

When I called Aya, I only heard the beeping sound during the call, and Nobuaki couldn't help but smiled wryly. "Are you refusing to answer my call?" "Nobuaki, are you okay? You were almost beaten to death just now." "Kenta, Mizuki, let's go to Yeming Village together. There are still about 2 hours before the first bus departs. Go home and change your clothes and make some preparations. We will gather at the station when the time comes." "Got it. Hey! Nobuaki, where are you going?" "I still have some things to do. Ah, Mizuki, if you have the old cell phone you used before, remember to bring it with you. See you in 2 hours."

Nobuaki finished speaking with a tired expression, then turned and left Kenta and the others. Nobuaki, who turned to leave, gradually showed a devilish expression on his face.He staggered away from Kenta. A few minutes later, Nobuaki walked to a house.It was an old Japanese-style wooden one-story house with the word "Hondo" written on the door plate. There was no light in the room. Since he couldn't find where the walkie-talkie was, Nobuaki had to knock on the glass window on the wooden door. "Sorry to bother you so late, is anyone there?" After waiting for a few seconds, when he was about to knock on the door again, the hallway was lit and the door opened.

The old house exudes a unique atmosphere. "It's so late, what's the matter?" An old woman with white hair stood at the entrance, hunched over, and asked in a hoarse voice. "Sorry to bother you so late. I have something to ask you. Can you tell me why Nazuko lost her memory when she was a child?" "……go back!" The old woman was about to close the door, but Nobuaki blocked the crack with his hand and begged again, "I must know what happened to Nazuko in the past!" "I don't know you, it's useless to tell you, go back quickly!"

"I'm going to Yeming Village later, a village that disappeared 33 years ago." "You, why do you know this place name?" "Sure enough, Nazuko's past, her memories, Yeming Village, and her parents are all related, right?" "no connection!" The old woman knelt and sat down on the spot. "Terrible child, terrible child! Nazuko is cursed, father and daughter are cursed!" "Father and daughter are cursed? Can you tell me more? Please." "That is the past that no one wants to mention. As long as it is mentioned, it is afraid that disaster will come."

The old woman forcefully opened the hand that stretched out from the crack of the door. Nobuaki withdrew his hand in pain, and the old woman took this opportunity to quickly close the door and lock it. "If this continues, everyone will die. So will Natsuko! Even so, don't you care?" The old woman leaned her back against the glass window, her shoulders shrunk. "That is the past that must never be touched." "Do you care about what happened in the past... But, compared to the past, the present is more important, isn't it?" "You brat who only lived for more than 15 years, what do you know! Go back!"

"...I see. Sorry to bother you so late." Nobuaki gave up and was about to turn around and leave when the old woman asked him softly through the door: "Are you going to Yeming Village anyway?" "Go no matter what." "'12'. That's all I can tell you, watch yourselves." Nobuaki bowed his head in thanks and left Natsuko's house.Then, he walked to the park, intending to retrieve his mobile phone. However, when he was approaching the park, he suddenly saw a flashing red warning light. Is it a police car?It was dark all around, so the lights were extra glaring.

Nobuaki gave up and went back to the park, hid behind the electric pole, and then left the scene as if fleeing for his life. Nobuaki ran on the night road and returned to his home.There was still light in the kitchen window. "Mom, are you still awake?" He opened the door gently, and a scent came from the room. Shinming walked into the house, opened the kitchen door, and saw that there was still dinner on the dining table, all of his favorite dishes.Mother sat in a chair and fell asleep with her head on the dining table. "It's really like what you promised, Mom...you will prepare meals every day and wait for me when I come back. Thank you. But, I can't finish eating so much. I'm really sorry for making you wait and worry so much. "

It suddenly occurred to him that he was covered in injuries, and if his mother saw it, he would feel even more distressed.So Nobuaki secretly grabbed a fried chicken nugget and slipped out of the kitchen without waking his mother. "The fried chicken nuggets are still warm...probably reheated several times, so I can eat them whenever I get home." There was a tightness in Nobuaki's chest. He walked into his room, changed his clothes, bandaged the wound on his body, and was ready to go to Yeming Village. Before leaving, Nobuaki left some words in his notebook. Why...is this class involved in the game of kings?

The end of the game of kings will come to me sooner or later, right?No, it's okay to find me. Because I have something to do. My heart is full of longing for my classmates and friends, as well as gratitude to my mother. If, I can't come back alive, then... Although he didn't know how to write it properly, Nobuaki put all his feelings in this letter. This is a letter that will only be read under the worst circumstances. Nobuaki's tears dripped down, staining the paper of the notebook. "Give me a place where I don't know when I will return." The place where I don’t know when I will return, does it mean my own home, beside my mother, or...

Nobuaki opened the drawer, put the letter away, and then, without waking up his mother, quietly left the house and walked quickly to the station that he had an appointment with Kenta and Mizuki.