When the mother got in the car, she opened the door and then it went slam, quietly. And then Hiroshi said, how was it, mother? And then she says, it's pretty good, calmly. And then Hiroshi just stood there, thinking about the ghost, about what she did. The emotionless face still left a scare on him. His shoulder trembled from the thought of it.
Meanwhile, after that, the mother started backing up and then after that turned and then turned to the corner and got out of the gas station and then she drove to the traffic lights as Hiroshi stared at the traffic lights. He said to himself, is there any chance that I can see the ghost again? In a calm tone, he stared at the paper, manga, and he saw nothing scribbled yet. He says, other ones were scribbled on the passports vents, one from the gas station, one from the window, one from the, from the window, that's how I mean, in a smile, and one from the dream of the flower and all the cherry blossoms and everything.
And, the other one is, the, the, when he reflected, he said to himself, this is not a coincidence. If all these events keep happening, that means I'm in a romance book. He said to himself. And then the mother looked confused at him. Are you up to something? She said as she drived to the traffic lights, which they turned red. And then his mother was calm as she looked at the traffic lights.
So he saw the world covered in cities, and every city was round. It was very light and lively, neon and quiet. Everyone was walking, but it was quiet. No one can hear a sound. All it felt, in their area, it was quite quiet.
Hiroshi looked around the city. The wind was brushing around the air. He could hear a whoosh. And afterwards, the streets and blocks were falling as they dried. It was just how fast they were going. Every tree they passed, it was a passing image of getting closer. Their home was quite close and quite far.
They slowly went far until they got closer and closer to the house. It was near the forest, where they usually were at. The forest between described as close by, by the next door. And then afterwards, the mother said, Time to get out of the car. And then he said, well, she said, Yeah, I'll get up there. And then he unlocks the car, and locks the car afterwards. And then after that, they did what they usually do on a door. And then afterwards, they got in, and then looked at the house. And then Hiroshi says, Sweet home, sweet home. He said, smiled.
Then the mother said, You still haven't had your new ramen. How would you eat them both, your supper and ramen? Then her brother said, That's a great idea, but no content. She then takes the ramen and puts it in the dish that mom cooked him, those veggie bowls and soups. And plenty of healthy stuff he usually eats, and he's excited to eat it. He said to himself, I'm eating it good tonight, in a calm manner, but nice and toned.
He then afterwards sits down, and then afterwards says, Thanks for the meal, in a calm, nice manner. And then afterwards, he then eats silently. As he sipped the noodles, he was calmly eating in a very nice way. He was excited. He reflected on the ghost while he was eating. I never thought a ghost can do that, and be that scary, at the same time, while being, uh, aspiring. He said calmly,
Hiroshi was smiling, happy, delight from the taste of the food. He was then charming, polite, nice, like he wrote very deep and dense thoughts to himself. However, to be honest, I think a lot, I really do get scared easily from supernatural things, but not when it's on the manga, I think it's interesting, but in real life, I think it's more scary. The much more scarier thing is his noodles. As he finished afterwards, he finished the ramen, and then finished, drank it,
Hiroshi then said, Now next to eat the vegetables, you then finish them calmly, calm eternal chomp, chomp, chomp, as you finish them, who is then reflecting, and then puts his hand together, says thanks for the food, again, and then puts the chairs, and cleans everything, puts everything, dishes, and washes them. Hiroshi then goes up.
But before he could go up, his mother said, You're forgetting something, that it was a very small matter. Then Hiroshi said, What is it? in an honest, sincere tone. you're forgetting a hug . Hiroshi says okay and says goodnight afterward. Meanwhile, he was on the stairs. He was walking up. The stairs was very high, but he didn't feel fear from it.
Before he could take a step, his brother came out the door and opened it. He went clank. It was Takeshi. And he said, How was your day, Hiroshi? In a calm, observant manner.
Hiroshi then said it was good to Takeshi Afterwords, the older brother said, Alright, at least good thing. I'm going to work, so I might as well work hard. He then opened the door and moved out. And went out. And the door was closed.
Hiroshi then took 4 steps, and 5 steps, and 7 steps, and afterwards he made it to the room and opened it, and then he saw his room, he was happy to see it, all his manga collection, his hobby collection, and his bed. He then looked around, saying to himself, I can't wait to do homework.In honest tone kind
He then went back downstairs and went to go see and look at the window to check if the ghost is there, but instead he sees nothing but the darkness in the trees and the forest. That's it. He said to himself, I feel like someone's watching me in a calm manner, but in a nice tone.
He walks upstairs calmly, calmly, upstairs, and then closes the door, and it went creak slowly, but his mother was sleeping, and he said to himself, I still have to wait. He then looked at the manga. He flipped pages after pages and pages and pages and pages, but it's all white. It's still not scribbled.
Hiroshi stared around, thinking to himself, how is the ghost going to come out? When is the ghost coming? But he didn't hear scribbles, he just waited, calmly and patiently. All he'd just look is at his computer, his gaming stuff, and all his hobbies and stuff, calmly saying, that it's not time to do that, it's time to sleep, but I don't know what I'm going to do.
All he can hear is just grass sizzling through pieces as the grass swish and swish and swish quietly and crickets make noises at the outside.
He then looked at the pages of a manga he liked. Diamond Man. He kept reading it and reading it as he was chilling in this calmly and he was reflecting of the ghost while he read it. He remembered the darkness coming out of her, the last meeting when they saw in the white eyes.
As he was reading it, he kept laughing in a cheerful way, kept saying, Ha ha ha ha ha ha, as he looked at the Diamond Man book. He kept turning the page, eagerly reading the next, calmly, as he looked happy in a nice, small way.
He was staring at the book, noticing nothing, but as the shelves kept moving, it was calming, but like, swiftly, he said to himself, Oh, that's just my PC running. It just shakes the shelves. Not too hard, but lightly. It's that strong.
He then got up and said to himself, Why can I not sleep now? In a very nice but in a calm way. He said to himself, I guess I gotta look outside. I look outside, nothing was there. Just darkness and the police glowing against each other.
He stared calmly at the trees as they were brushing each other. He reflected on the ghost. He said to himself, When is the ghost going to come? In a calm manner, but in a reflected tone that can tell if the ghost is coming or not. Or maybe not. He could not tell when it was coming.
He watched as birds fly across the trees, laying their nests. He calmly smiled at the beauty of it. Hiroshi then looked at his manga while reading the diamond man in his hand, waiting to see signals if there was a ghost coming. He was calmly there, sitting there.
Afterward, he was calmly reading Diamond man reading it beside the window, as the birds walked his flying around, making chirps, as he was calmly standing, hearing chirp, chirp, he was standing there, as he was reading, he liked the sound of him reading his manga, it was his favorite manga since he was a child, he remembered him saying, yay this was my favorite manga, he was excited, clearly his eyes were showing it, he kept reading it, one, for until he was 15 years old, as a manga fan.