The little boy walked casually to a place where he exercised his body.

His hands just put on.

The thoughts flashed through his mind made him stop.

...

Why?

The little boy turned his head.

Look at the direction you came.

He rushed over...

No one noticed whether the mushroom head boy came to see him today?

...

The little boy was very upset.

The mushroom head boy didn't come to him every day.

But he would come to see him about three or four times a week.

In other words, he could see the mushroom-headed boy almost every day after school.

.....

The little boy couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

My heartbeat, which was already uneasy and disordered, became more and more restless and tense.

He took a deep breath.

The mushroom head boy probably didn't come today.

Otherwise, the mushroom head boy would call him?

The premise is that the mushroom head boy had already arrived and saw him when he rushed out of school just now.

...

oops!

The little boy kicked the ground under his feet in annoyance.

It has already made him feel uncomfortable before he saw his elder sister.

If you miss the mushroom head boy again...

The little boy opened his mouth.

The depression in his heart made him want to vent.

But the sound stuck in my throat.

Can't get up.

Can't get down.

He felt uncomfortable choking.

...

On that day, the little boy waited again until the night fell.

Just like yesterday.

He didn't wait for his elder sister.

...

The little boy didn't give up.

He comforted himself repeatedly.

There is also the matter at home that the elder sister is missing...

besides……

The Mushroom Head Boy disappeared...

Yes.

The little boy was so nervous that he couldn't wait for his elder sister.

But no one told me about this pity.

He thought of the mushroom head boy.

Those days, he ran to the open space to wait for his elder sister before school was over.

Instead, he wandered around the school gate.

Wandering in the community opposite the school.

Wander everywhere you have met the mushroom head boy.

But where he always encountered mushroom head boys in the past, he never encountered mushroom head boys again.

...

The little boy didn't know what was going on.

Everything has problems...

He hits walls everywhere.

Everyone abandoned him.

He felt like he was trapped in a glass cover.

Not airtight.

He felt a suffocating feeling that he couldn't breathe.

...

The little boy couldn't help but keep his eyes red again and again.

But it doesn't help.

No one cares why he was red in his eyes?

No one cares why he became more and more silent?

Everyone turned a blind eye to his extraordinary familiarity.

Is it that he hides too well?

On the one hand, he was ashamed to reveal his heart.

On the other hand, he vaguely hoped that someone would discover his true emotions.

Can...comfort him.

Even if you just ask him what's wrong with him, there is no following.

But……

No.

He was obviously so uncomfortable.

But I have inexplicably absurd feeling that I am making trouble.

A ridiculous feeling of directing and acting by oneself.

He thought of the clown...

But the clown also has oil paint on his face as a cover-up.

And he could only lower his head.

...

Mom and Dad are divorced.

He was disliked by his parents as if he was playing the ball...

In the end, grandparents couldn't stand it anymore.

"You don't want this child, we want it!"

...

After hearing this, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

He almost buried his head in his chest.

He didn't want his parents, and his grandparents found out that he was crying.

This will make him even more uncomfortable.
To be continued...