Chapter 103
103 fury
The eleventh ghost story -
A friend no one remembers (16)
‘···That's awesome.’
Deokhoon and his friends are plastering the internet.
Also, Kim Eun-jeong is still protesting..
Even though I pushed her into a situation where she would have gotten fed up and disappeared a long time ago if she were her mother's ghost, Kim Eun-jung still doesn't stop imitating her..
‘No, this... Can this be considered ‘imitation’?.’
In any case, it was Kim Eun-jeong, the ghost story, who transferred to four elementary schools in the same district and lied that she was our friend from the beginning..
How long can he endure the lies he makes up?.
“…Push further, further. It's okay to overdo it. They won't let me go to school for 3 years.”
“okay.”
Deokhoon and members accelerate the production of false news.
Is the fake information that his internet friends created and spread in the form of news a fabricated version of reality, or are reporters just accepting it without checking?.
It was quickly processed into real news and posted on the portal's main page..
『Teenage woman accused of killing friend due to inferiority complex sent to prosecutors］
［Exclusive] “A friend from elementary school whom I trusted”...the family of the victims who was murdered is upset
“They are pushing the youth to prison with the keyword ‘juvenile murderer’..”
Deokhoon is tapping the keypad as if possessed..
And Kim Eun-jung, a ghost story who defends herself diligently.
L KEJ4444: That's a person with the same name, and he's not a student at Nakseong High School. Illusion 丄丄
L KEJ4444: I heard Eunjeong’s parents filed a complaint against the kids who are spreading fake news.?
Grumbling-!
At the same time, the homeroom teacher opens the door, runs in, and calls Deokhoon..
“More... Is there Deokhoon??”
The homeroom teacher is drenched in sweat from running around, caught up in the manipulated reality every time the situation changes..
Deokhoon, who was absorbed in his thoughts, lifts his thick chin..
“… yes?”
“Would you like to come out for a moment??”
“I have something to do now, but if I go later... … “It’ll be over soon, come on. Well, I have an envelope to deliver to you..”
Members who are sitting in different seats and looking this way.
It was free study time to play games or do anything, but it was difficult to leave because the class president and vice president were in control..
We could only sit like this and hope for the best..
Deokhoon had no choice but to go out into the hallway, exchange a few words with his homeroom teacher, and then come in holding a paper bag with a hardened expression on his face..
“What is it?”
“···Attendance request form.”
Chorak-
〈Attendance request form〉
No. 2019-44444
I have an inquiry regarding the violation of the Act on Promotion of Information and Communications Network Utilization and Information Protection (defamation) against Mr. Oh Deok-hoon (nickname - close friend Deok-hoon) (reception number: 2019-44444). 2019. 05. 01 17 ：Please attend the cyber team at 00:00..
〈gist of the case〉
2019. 05. 01 Do you know about the internet community saying, ‘You guys got suspended from school for stealing stuff -1C’*? I go to the same school as him, but I'm scared that he'll come back. We are sending you an attendance request to investigate the post saying, “He said he put thumbtacks on his partner’s slippers because they were prettier than him.” When receiving a request, please contact us by phone first..
〈Required documents, etc.〉
1. Resident registration card or driver's license
2. student ID
3. The courage to fall off a mountain and break all branches
Deokhoon with a hard complexion
“Deokhoon.”
“Deokhoon, come to your senses..”
I grabbed his shoulder and woke him up..
“Listen carefully, Oh Deok-hoon. Now that things are like this, either we die socially, or Kim Eun-jung dies socially..”
“hey！”
The attendance request form was taken away right in front of me while I was staring at it intently..
I tore it into pieces and scolded the dazed guy again..
“Listen carefully. I will never let you get caught up in something like this and end up in and out of the police station. If things go wrong, I'll kill myself right away and give you back time, so don't worry and push on..”
Only then did he slowly nod his head..
Some students look at us seriously during study time.
Deok- hoon grabbed his phone again with a slightly dazed look on his face, but soon came to his senses and focused on creating rumors..
“Push it. Anything… By any means possible.”
shit.
Is this doing well now?.
I put Deokhoon’s torn attendance request form in my pocket and turned my head to look at the other members..
In the next division, Sun-ah looks worried and Hayun has an expressionless expression..
At the front, Gyeongwon is looking back and breaking into a cold sweat..
And in the very back
There was Jinhee, quietly lost in thought as she looked at her partner's empty desk..
‘Phew... Damn it.’
I feel guilty.
There has never been a ghost story whose resolution process was this uncomfortable..
The feeling of pushing a situation forward by destroying other people's character, criticizing them as mentally ill, and doing things they shouldn't do..
But there is no other way that comes to mind right now..
‘···I'm not the bad one.’
The bad thing is the devil.
The source of all evil sent to us by creating a ghost story about the dead Kim Eun-jung..
And the counselor and school forces that pushed young Eunjeong into an alternative school..
they are the bad ones.
‘Adults are the bad ones..’
we are not at fault.
Adults who make friends fight are at fault..
“Whoo, whoo.”
As the situation turned upside down, it was none other than the homeroom teacher who became more and more sweaty..
Suddenly-
“Do you all remember Eun-jeong, who was dismembered and murdered? Actually, he was buried alive and was rescued and came here.!”
Suddenly-
“Ha...do you all remember Eun-Jeong who planted the bomb in the school? “He was found not guilty and is now coming to say hello!” As the rumor spread, Eun-jeong became more and more a strange child, and the children became more and more tearful every time their homeroom teacher came..
“He's coming to school? why?”
“Please stop me from coming! I can't go to school with a kid like that.!”
“ah… All right. The teacher will make a suggestion, so please wait.……
Now, Eun-jeong has degenerated into a vicious psychopathic high school girl killer who goes in and out of hospitals and juvenile detention centers as if they were her home, casually killing people with clever techniques..
“Are you crazy! How dare you let a child like that go back to school?!”
1The sound of teachers fighting noisily can be heard across the hallway in the first floor classroom where the homeroom teachers are located..
“It's an order from the Office of Education, and we can't accept such students again, so tell them to send them somewhere else.!”
The sound of the vice principal screaming hysterically.
The students in my class also look at each other and whisper..
“When he comes back to school, I will transfer this time..”
“Seriously, isn’t the law crazy? How do you get away with something like that??”
“The juvenile law really needs to be changed. Because it makes no sense!”
Grumbling-
“Do you remember Kim Eun-jung, who sprinkled sleeping pills in the soup in the cafeteria??”
Grumbling-
“Do you remember Kim Eun-jung, who put the cat’s body on top of the church??”
Grumbling-
“Do you remember Kim Eun-jung, who sprayed rain and emergency fire extinguishers in the classroom??”
“They say they're coming now.”
“They say they're coming now.”
“It's coming now!”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
“how… Whoops……
“That psycho bastard again... black.”
Every time the homeroom teacher opened the door and came in, the students in the class were now beyond fear and were crying out loud, almost screaming..
In the meantime, our ongoing
［Kim Eun-jung, didn’t you know that she went around killing people without anyone knowing??］
［If he was that shitty at school, there's no way he was fine outside. When you go to his house, the refrigerator is full of corpses..］
［The police went to Ge’s house because the water bill was too high and found that the bathroom was full of blood… … .] ［When you dispose of a body, you remove the blood and throw it away. But since I was a minor, the police left me alone..]
in the end.
Homeroom teacher running down the hallway from afar.
Grumbling-
He smiles and shouts as if he is conveying good news..
“Eun-jeong isn’t coming! I refused to go to school!”
“ahhh!!!!!!!!!!”
Students in the class clapping and shouting with joy.
Some of them even shed tears..
Studying abroad, a car accident, or even prison could not stop Eunjeong from coming to school. Bullying at school finally broke her will..
“Viva! Viva! Viva!!!”
A male student got up from his seat covered in tears and shouted three cheers..
The handsome class president also held the tip of his nose, probably overcome with emotion. Even vice-captain Chae-rin, who only had a bright cat-eyed look, wipes her tears of joy on her sleeve and mutters..
“Teacher, really... You were surprised... If he kept coming to school, I was going to refuse to go to school.……
“It's okay, everyone. It's okay now……
Our homeroom teacher also looks at us with tears in her eyes and a happy face..
“It's okay now. Eunjeong has gone… I went.”
“Wow, teacher... I was scared… I'm afraid he'll come back……
“It's okay, it's okay... That's enough now……
The homeroom teacher became so sweaty that the shirt he was wearing got wet from running at full speed down the hallway dozens of times..
He nods his head with moist eyes and continues muttering as if to console himself..
“This is it… This is it……
Ho ho ho. Wow…….
As if relieved, a tear of joy rolled down onto the homeroom teacher's cheekbones..
A cold wind blew from the momentarily open classroom door..
Blowing out a few strands of his hair as he is experiencing hair loss..
Shuo: #:
In the end, Kim Eun-jung did not appear until the funeral was over..
Some people, including our members, who were anxious, finally began to relax..
After the finale, our ghost story club gathered in the club room on the 5th floor in silence, as if we had made an appointment..
We all sat in silence, looking at our desks, and only then did we look up when Teacher Jang Hwa-eun entered the room..
Grumbling-
“Oh my, we're already gathered.”
A teacher who comes in with a lively voice..
“I somehow felt like everyone was here..”
“···teacher.”
The teacher found a suitable place and sat down at the desk..
And then, when he sees us in a depressed mood, he quickly sighs..
“okay. In any case, it seems like Eun-jeong has been blocked. Not everyone will feel at ease, but.”
“6There was chaos in the teacher's office during class. did you guys know?”
We nod our heads quietly.
“… The homeroom teacher told me that the situation was constantly changing in real time..”
“I see. Phew……
The teacher fans himself with his hand..
“At first, there was a fuss about a student being injured, but later, everyone from the vice principal to the principal to the administrative staff ran around and called the Office of Education to prevent the student from returning to school.……
That happened..
We nodded quietly..
Soon the teacher took a quick look at our expressions and smiled weakly..
“It seems like it bothers me as expected..”
“… yes.”
Just like the elementary school counselor did, we created fake evidence and situations to once again isolate Eunjeong from society..
Even until death.
“There's nothing I can do about it. Cheer up, guys..”
The teacher patted the backs of Deok-hoon and Hayun, who were sitting next to each other, as if trying to change the mood..
“The living must live. Isn't it?”
“···That's right.”
Deokhoon nods his head..
“Come on, cheer up! Everyone! Don't be saggy! Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssh! Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!”
Hayun's delicate shoulders sway as Teacher Jang Hwa-eun grabs her and shakes her..
“cheer up! cheer up!”
In conclusion, puff! Teacher Jang Hwa-eun slaps them on the back..
Deokhoon doesn't move a single inch because of his size, but the slender Hayun's body leans forward in response..
Hayoon frowns slightly.
“Since you come from a shaman family, you tend to believe in the afterlife..”
He keeps comforting us with various words, as if trying to comfort us..
“At least in the religious places you know of, there are no cases where ghosts come to life and cause trouble like that. As you say, the devil? The guy called the devil? is probably just a shell of a trickster..”
“…I hope so.”
Although we sincerely wanted to believe in the teacher’s comfort,.
From my experience so far, there are many things about the way this world goes that cannot be explained by general religious views..
A ghost story about a forgotten friend who becomes a ghost.
I think it is true that the being we were dealing with just now was not a shell, but a person who died a long time ago and appeared as a ghost..
There is no reason, but….
This uneasy feeling, as if a living person was buried alive, pricks my conscience..
“Phew… okay. I couldn't help it
That's right, manager.”
Gyeongwon shakes his hands and sighs..
“If we don't stop it now and continue working with a ghost as a spy, our club may have been divided from within within three years..”
“Let’s just forget it, Jun… . entire……
Suna looks at me with a worried expression..
okay. Then.
It's a bit uncomfortable, but you can't always end a case on a good note..
3As the years go by, there will be many things that make you feel dirtier and more uncomfortable than now..
You shouldn't feel uneasy about things like this for no reason..
‘Let’s wrap this up here and think about what new ghost story we should find now..’
Just as I was about to open my lips to say that,.
♬ ♬ 〉 ♬］
［♬ ； 〉 J♬ ； ]
[ ♬ ♬ 〉♬ ♬］
♬ ♬ 》」♬］
［♬》」〉」♬ this」］
［ ♬ ♬ 》♬ ♬］
［♬〉〉♬ 》］
The cell phones of the seven of us sitting in the club room started ringing at the same time..
The seven of us hurriedly taking our phones out of our pockets..
And there, the name I never wanted to see again.
From Kim Eun-jeong 010-4444-4444
Hugh Eunjeong 010-4444-4444
Eunjeong Gong 010-4444-4444
KEJ 010-4444-4444
= Eunjeongseu 010-4444-4444
Eunjeong V 010-4444-4444
Stone Gimeunjeong 010-4444-4444
“···I'll take it. Everyone put it down.”
Jinhee said in a low voice..
We carefully put down our phones.
[♬〉 〉 ♬ 》]
Afternoon club room.
ringtone ringing.
7 of us with nervous expressions.
Soon, Jinhee takes out her cell phone, which is covered in scratches, and answers the call..
Ding_
“…hello.”
At that moment, all the loud ringing bells stopped and there was silence in the club..
[Thanks, guys..]
A woman's voice heard for the first time through a cell phone.
High tone but dull tone.
The pronunciation is correct, but the lack of intonation gives me goosebumps..
“···Is it Eunjeong??”
Jinhee asks in a low voice.
[It was always difficult. My way of thinking is different from others.]
Again, a voice with a thin, thin tone but without any emotion is heard through the phone..
[I didn't know who I was. There was no one to teach me.]
[It was always difficult and hurtful. I was always overcome with a sense of not being able to control myself..]
[Everyone, from my parents to my friends, just denied me and said I was strange. Like something that shouldn't exist in this world.]
[But guys. You guys found out who I am.]
A drop of cold sweat ran down my forehead..
[From now on, I'm going to go to Seoul Station and stab people, and stab them, and stab them again. Until the place becomes a sea of blood and people form a mountain with their limbs broken indiscriminately..]
[thank you. This is my identity that you guys found.]
Too...too...too
We looked out the window in silence.
ghost story club
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