Screenwriter Mystery

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Horikawa High School.

In the art department of the old school building, Inoue glanced at the old facilities around, then turned to look at Tanaka, who had been taciturn since we met during the day, and couldn't help asking.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Tanaka, it seems that this old school building will be abolished soon. In fact, only the art department is still being used because of the lack of space, and the other classrooms are still in use. It seems that it has been abolished long ago because the facilities are too outdated."

"I heard that the old school building has been used for almost 30 years, and it was gradually eliminated in the 15th year of Heisei. The seniors who held the class reunion were taught here..."

"..."

On the side, facing the news that Inoue said, Tanaka's expression was a little silent.

Throwing aside the bag containing the plaster in his hand, Tanaka reached out to lift the bucket in front of him.

"Teacher, let me help..."

Seeing this scene, I hurriedly got up from the well next to me and wanted to help. After adding water, the ten-pound plaster was not light. Usually, he and Tanaka carried it together.

However, before Inoue approached, Tanaka on the opposite side easily lifted the bucket of plaster.

Seeing this scene, Inoue stopped his footsteps, his expression slightly stunned.

He didn't expect that Tanaka-sensei's strength would be so great.

It was obvious that before he even moved a model of a plaster bust, it was very difficult.

"Inoue, do you think the headless statue is incomplete or complete?"

Lifting the gypsum water and pouring it into the prepared mold, Tanaka turned his head to look at Inoue in the art department, and suddenly asked a strange question.

"What's the matter, Tanaka-sensei?"

Hearing Tanaka's question, Inoue's attention was involuntarily taken away from the strength shown by the other party, and he said with some surprise on his face.

"Didn't you say before that a statue without a head is the most perfect art, and a head is a superfluous existence?"

"The head is a superfluous existence."

Facing the answer from Inoue, Tanaka, who was opposite, seemed to be in some doubt.

He stood there dumbfounded, turned his body to look at the headless plaster statues around him, and his mouth under the mask kept murmuring to himself.

"...However, without a head, how can it become complete."

Gradually, the murmuring under Tanaka's mask subsided.

He turned to look at Inoue in front of him, the eyes under the glasses exuded a godless color, as if asking him a question but giving an answer: "Inoue, do you want to be complete?"

"What are you talking about, Tanaka-sensei?!"

In front of him, Tanaka's strange appearance made Inoue feel a little bit of unease in his heart.

He subconsciously stepped closer to the wooden door of the art club, and then replied, "I have always been complete."

"No, you didn't, Inoue..."

Stepping, making dull footsteps on the old floor of the old school building.

At this time, Inoue noticed that Tanaka's footsteps were louder than usual, as if he was dragging something heavy.

Reaching out and approaching with both hands, Tanaka continued to murmur from his mouth under the mask: "You haven't reached the most perfect state, your current body is simply not worthy of your own head, come, let me help you, help You find the body that really suits you so that you'll be as perfect as I am..."

While speaking, Tanaka stretched out his pale palm and took off the mask on his face.

A pale face full of blood was revealed.

"Tanaka-sensei, your mouth!"

Looking at the blood on the corner of Tanaka's mouth, the expression on Inoue's face became even more terrifying.

Tanaka, however, remained expressionless. He opened his mouth slightly, but the voice still came out of his mouth without opening and closing, and said to Inoue in front of him: "This is just to become complete, the sacrifices It's a trivial price, just be patient a little and you'll become like me, Inoue..."

The state Tanaka is showing at the moment doesn't seem like a normal situation no matter what.

Therefore, facing his body that was getting closer and closer, Inoue turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the wooden door.

Click, click—

"When……"

However, the next second, when he came to the door, he realized that the wooden door of the art room had been locked at some point.

"Don't resist, Inoue, I will find the most suitable body for you, and then I believe you will thank me for everything I have done."

Behind him, Tanaka pressed towards Inoue step by step.

He kept murmuring in his mouth, persuading Inoue to give up resistance.

"Tanaka-sensei, your situation is very wrong. What happened?"

Looking at Tanaka who was getting closer, Inoue gave up and continued to waste time on the locked wooden door. He ran to the art room, grabbed the mop in the corner and pointed it at Tanaka, and began to shout: "Help, there is Who is outside, come and save me..."

Inoue's call for help made Tanaka's movements a little more urgent.

Turning his body, he lunged towards the well in the corner.

Tanaka opened his mouth slightly, and still kept making the same voice: "There is nothing wrong with my body, in fact, on the contrary, my current body is better than ever before, and now I no longer need to worry about any problems, change. become complete in the true sense of the word.”

"Now, let me help you become like me, Inoue."

"I'm sorry, Tanaka-sensei!"

Facing the rushing Tanaka ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Inoue gritted his teeth and swung out the mop in his hand, smashing the head of Tanaka in front of him.

Although, I don't know what happened to Tanaka-sensei's body to turn into this crazy appearance.

However, the hunch in his heart told him that the integrity Tanaka said was definitely not a good thing.

Bang!

The wooden pole of the mop hit Tanaka's head with a dull sound, but the next moment.

The head on Tanaka's neck actually turned abruptly, showing a 180-degree direction towards the back.

Losing the help of his vision, Tanaka's body, who was pounced on Inoue, stopped subconsciously. He gropedly raised his arms and turned his head back to the original direction, staring at a pair of mindless eyes. He looked at Inoue in front of him.

Inoue, who witnessed this terrifying scene in front of him, lost all his strength in an instant, and fell directly to the ground, rolling and crawling to the corner.