Of course, the classmate is an acquaintance, although their relationship is not very close. The other person stole her homework yesterday, causing her to do it all over again in school, and even wanted to take away her dark key today.
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But to say that I hate it is actually nothing.

Perhaps in the eyes of adults, "stealing" and "lying" are very serious things. But in the eyes of children, it is just like that. Because their parents have said it is not allowed, they will not do it. But others will not do it either.

What do you think?

If a wanted person is posted on the wall, saying he is a thief or robber, of course he will be afraid. But his classmates will not think of it like that at all.

Doing it right or doing it wrong is no different from answering a question wrong in class. Even if you say you should stay away from children who lie, it is just an idea instilled by parents.

"Yasuo!"

Sakura took the initiative to say hello.

Yasuo heard the sound and looked over, but his expression was one of shock.

"The belly button...the belly button is gone!"

"What?" Because she heard "belly button", Sakura glanced at the sky subconsciously, and there was no thunder.

Because when it comes to belly buttons, the first thing that comes to mind is definitely the God of Thunder.

Adults often say that if the belly is not covered during a thunderstorm, the god of thunder will eat the child's belly button. It would be terrible if there is no belly button. This is a well-known legend.

To talk about the origin, it is actually just a folk proverb that when it rains and it gets cold, cover your stomach to avoid catching a cold.

But now the weather is very nice, the sunset glows red in the sky, and there is no sign of thunder. So what did Yasuo say?

Yasuo swallowed, what happened before was really unbelievable.

Just half an hour ago, Zenta and Jiro ignored his advice and entered the so-called neighbor's Zhoushan couple's house and went to swim in the swimming pool.

Yasuo didn't dare to go, but he did see the spring water emerging from the ground turn into a super beast, and then turned into a swimming pool.

The inexplicable extra neighbor seemed to know the so-called Zhoushan family except him. No one was surprised, as if they had indeed lived there for many years.

Yasuo couldn't tell for a moment whether he had made a mistake or whether everyone else except himself had made a mistake. He usually liked to lie, but now he felt as if the world had lied to him.

It was as creepy as a ghost story, but he was the only one who felt strange, which made him feel even more helpless. No one believed what he said, not even the passers-by, nor the neighbors, not even the tac team.
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He returned to his secret base, on the tall banyan tree, and saw with his own eyes: Zenta and Jiro were happily playing in the pool, when a large whirlpool suddenly appeared in the center of the pool, sucking them into the bottom of the water.

Just when he was worried and wanted to confirm and then contact the tac team, the two people appeared in front of him intact. Zenta and Jiro did not admit that they were sucked into the water, as if nothing happened, but laughed at them.

Yasuo didn't dare to go into the water, so he persuaded him to go swimming together.

Yasuo didn't dare to say a word, he was afraid that his voice would change due to nervousness. Zenta and Jiro looked indeed unscathed and everything was fine. The only difference was that they were naked because they were wearing swimming trunks. ***

Covering a large area of ​​chest and abdomen, their stomachs and the area where the navel should be are smooth, as if such a human body structure does not exist in the first place.

Yasuo's intuition told him that once he said this to his face, something terrible would happen. So he just backed away, retreated to the side of the road in the eyes of the two people who were puzzled, and then ran away.

He didn't dare. He didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to do anything. He didn't even dare to call the tac team again.

The only thing he knew was that something happened, something that Yasuo didn't even dare to think about.

It's not trivial things that are annoying in daily life, such as someone you quarreled with or someone got beaten, but more terrifying things that only appear in nightmares. It goes against scientific common sense, and ghost stories happen in reality.<

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He doesn't want to think about anything now. He just wants to go home, lie on the bed, and not think about anything. Maybe everything will be fine when the sun rises tomorrow.

Without any Zhoushan family, Zenta and Jiro's belly buttons will come back on their own. Yes, it's like having a nightmare, it will get better after waking up.

However, what made Yasuo collapse even more was that on the way home in a hurry, Zhoushan met his sister. A biological sister from the same mother.

When he saw the swimsuit in his sister's hand, his uneasiness reached its limit.

"You can't go, sister, that family is a monster! If you enter that swimming pool, your belly button will be swallowed!"

"What are you talking about, Yasuo!" My sister said angrily, of course. "People say you are a "liar." Aren't you sad? If only you could focus on studying by making up lies every day.

Okay. Uncle and Auntie Zhoushan are usually so kind, why do you say such bad things behind your back!"

"Sister, don't you believe me?"

"What do you believe? Do you believe that your missing textbook was bitten by a puppy on the roadside? Or do you believe that the bread I left for my mother was eaten by mice? And the uncle and aunt in Zhoushan next door are aliens?

Dad gave you the name "Yasuo" because he wanted you to grow up healthy and a man, not to make you annoying by lying everywhere."

No, he lied before. He tore out the textbooks one by one and folded them into paper airplanes, and he ate the bread secretly. But in the end, the Zhoushan family was really aliens!

There has never been a moment when Yasuo hated himself as much as he does now for always lying in the past. Because of his usual dishonesty, no one would believe him now. He could only watch his sister go to that nightmarish home.

, but nothing can be done.

"Yasuo."

Startled by the sound coming from behind, Yasuo turned around like a frightened mouse and saw that it was his classmate.

"Sakura!"

If he had seen Sakura here an hour ago, he would have been very proud to call Zenta and the two over to prove that he indeed knew "Cardcaptor Sakura", but now he has no such thoughts at all.
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What's more, he has no idea what happened to Zenta and Jiro.

Or even, are they still them?

"Sakura, listen to me. Do you believe...do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

"Ah? Eh!!!"

Sakura Kinomoto, 10 years old, a fourth-year elementary school student, likes sports and music, but hates math.

But among all the dislikes and taboos, there is only one thing that scares her the most - she is afraid of ghost stories!

Very, very afraid of ghosts!

Just hearing that word was enough to make her cover her ears with fear.

"But, but, aren't you Card Captors? You know Crow Magic!" Sakura's overreaction made Yasuo unable to stop him, and he even forgot to panic for a moment.

"You can use magic to fight monsters! Isn't the dark key in your bag?"

[The key to dark power is hidden. Sakura, who has made a contract with you, orders you to lift the seal!]

Then there is the gorgeous magic circle. Yasuo is looking forward to seeing that scene. With all kinds of Clow magic cards, he can win every time.

"That's TV. The TV dramas filmed are just like the stories performed on the stage. I can't really cast magic!"

And even if you know magic, you will still be afraid when you should be afraid. The Sakura I played on TV clearly has the Clow card, so isn’t she also afraid of monsters?

Yasuo was stunned for a long time before he gradually understood the meaning of Sakura's words.

"So, Clow's magic and all that are fake?"

Of course it's fake. I'm already in the fourth grade of elementary school and will be in my fifth year next year. Isn't it even weirder to still believe that magic is real?

For Yasuo, this simply extinguished the last hope he had raised after seeing Sakura. Apparently monsters have appeared. The monster that his mother scared him from since he was a child and eats the baby's belly button is real. Why is the magic fake?

?Isn’t this too strange?

But no matter what, he couldn't let his sister enter that scary house alone.

Yasuo tiptoed towards the villa with the name "Zhoushan" written on it. The bronze door was closed, but not locked. It could be pushed open with a gentle push. It was as if the owner of the house welcomed anyone to come in at any time, but just looked at the dark hole.

The courtyard is so heart-wrenching.

The sky was getting dark quickly in late autumn, and the afterglow of the setting sun almost couldn't wait to escape below the horizon. The earth was dark. But Yasuo heard the footsteps behind him.

"Sakura, don't you know magic?"

It was Kinomoto Sakura who followed.

The reason why I asked Sakura for help before was because Yasuo really thought that the other party was the magic user Kuro. Wind, Xiang, cloud, water, sword, shield, and all kinds of magic were at my fingertips. Since he knew that magic was all fake, Yasuo certainly would not force an ordinary person to

The little girl follows her own adventure.

"Yasuo, why don't we go in? It's so scary. We can call the police."

"It's useless. I've called the tac team before, but they didn't believe me at all." Saying this, Yasuo fell silent, because he was indeed not worthy of trust. He also stole the homework book and keychain, which belonged to the person in front of him.

For girls.

"I'm sorry."

The apology I had never said before came out naturally in this environment.

"It doesn't matter."

If an apology is useful, why do we need the police? This is for adults. People who are full of interests have long since lost their sincerity. If apologies can be exchanged for benefits, it doesn't matter if they talk about a hundred or a thousand a day.
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But the child's apology will be forgiven as long as it is sincere.

"There aren't many homework assignments to rewrite. I remember them all once I've done them before, and I finished them in ten minutes."
To be continued...