Surviving in a School of Ghost Stories-Chapter 42

Transfer student orientation

The next few days were relatively peaceful.

There were no major incidents, and for a while there were no ghost sightings.

However, there were still posts on the student bulletin board asking, “When will the Hastings siblings’ tag end?”

Yes, Raven was still avoiding me.

But now I had another way to approach him.

“Come to the student council after school today. We have something to discuss regarding the ghost story investigation.”

This morning on my way to school, Noah senior announced the announcement. It seemed that the ghost story investigation department was about to start its activities.

So I decided to visit the student council office at 9 o’clock tonight. Maybe I could meet Raven today.

That’s how I started my day with a full heart.

The Johannes Castle where Class F was gathered still had an eerie atmosphere.

It was at the very edge of the school and was connected to the mountain, so it felt eerie.

As I entered the classroom, the noisy classroom became quiet.

Even though quite some time had passed since the semester had started, my classmates in Class F, the second year, still seemed to be aware of me. There was a subtle air.

‘I can’t breathe...!’

Why on earth are they doing this?

Since there were only Leonard and his partner to ask, I couldn’t get a clear answer even if I asked them.

My partner Dante was a PE student, so he was often absent from the classroom, and Leonard was a loner, so he didn’t care about other people’s business.

‘I miss Sally and Erica.’

Unfortunately, Erica was a student in Class S and Sally was a student in Class C, so we didn’t see each other often.

The only time we could see each other was when we had a mobile class or PE class.

Like today.

Today was a PE class day for our class, and since our class coincided with the S class, we were able to meet at the playground.

I made eye contact with Erica and waved happily.

Then, the F class students who saw that sight began to chatter even louder.

The PE class topic was cricket.

The students seemed quite familiar with the sport of cricket, but it was completely unfamiliar to me.

I had only heard the name, but this was my first time seeing it in person. Where would an ordinary person like me ever experience such a high-level sport?

Cricket is a sport in which two teams of 11 players take turns attacking and defending, batting the ball to score points.

The problem was that I was really bad at batting the ball.

The PE teacher explained the class.

“Until the end of this month, we will focus on practice games, and there will be a class-to-class competition for the midterm exam, so please take note.”

A class-to-class competition!

I just found out what cricket is, but the class competition is too high-level.

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I stood there with my bat in an awkward position and swung it hard.

Not only was it difficult to send the ball far, but even hitting the ball with the bat was a problem.

I was practicing with my friends in class F, and all my friends in the same group looked at me with frustrated faces.

“Hastings, what are you going to do if you swing the bat like that!”

“Why can’t you do this?”

“Hastings again?”

It was really the first time I heard that I couldn’t do something.

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When I saw the position written on the paper I chose, I was curious and asked my classmates.

“Batman? Guys, what is Batman?”

Then the atmosphere in the class became cold. Everyone looked at me with serious faces.

“Why is Hastings Batman...?”

“A kid who doesn’t even know what Batman is is Batman. Our class is ruined.”

“It’s okay. Just get good grades in other subjects besides PE.”

The role of Batman was to hit the ball thrown by the bowler with a bat and score runs.

I, who was not even good at holding and swinging the bat properly, was assigned the role of hitting the ball and scoring runs.

‘I really failed.’

And unfortunately, even though I practiced very hard during PE that day, my cricket skills showed no signs of improving at all.

After being scolded by my groupmates, I was fired up as I finished class that day.

‘No. Is there anything in the world that you can’t do if you try hard? I will definitely overcome this ordeal!’

Of course, my goal was just to leave this school with Raven, but that didn’t mean I could do my school life carelessly and cause trouble to other students. I might suffer some kind of disadvantage.

I went straight to the student cafeteria and stood in front of a boy who was having dinner.

It was none other than my classmate Dante.

“Hello, Wellington. I heard you’re a PE student. Are you a cricket player?”

At my words, Dante, who was scooping up stew with a spoon, looked up at me with a puzzled face.

The students’ attention was focused on him.

“Can you teach me cricket? I don’t want to bother my friends. Please. I won’t teach you for free. Instead, I’ll teach you how to study.”

I heard that Dante was not very good at studying.

Above all, when you have a friend who is so passionate, you’d want to help them.

I looked at Dante with anticipation. Dante, who had been quietly watching me, answered with a sleepy face.

“No.”

The answer that came back was such a clear rejection.

Why?

‘Then who should I learn cricket from now on?’

Erica and Sally said that they weren’t good at cricket either. Leonard didn’t seem interested.

‘Now that I think about it, what’s Leonard’s major?’

Since he’s in Class F, I guess he’s an art major too.

I tilted my head for a moment and quickly erased Leonard from my mind. It was because there was no time.

That night, 9 p.m.

I put a vial of holy water in my bag and went to the student council office.

It seemed that I was the first to arrive at the office. After checking the empty classroom, I instinctively felt my neck.

The blessed cross necklace was hanging neatly around my neck.

Just then, the door to the dormitory opened and familiar faces came inside.

A first-year boy with platinum blonde hair who still had a boyish look and a third-year boy with black hair who had a neat image. They were Easton and Noah.

I jumped up from my seat, walked to the door, looked around, and looked out into the hallway.

Then Easton shook his head.

“Raven didn’t come, senior.”

“Why? Isn’t he a member?”

“It must be because of senior. I heard the tag game isn’t over yet?”

I couldn’t say anything to Easton’s answer and just kept my mouth shut.

When Raven ran away from me and I ran around trying to catch him, everyone said that they were playing tag.

In reality, it wasn’t much different, so I couldn’t argue.

I was so upset because I thought other people saw Raven running away too.

“That guy really doesn’t seem to care about me at all. He doesn’t even come out to see me when I tell him that my sister is doing something dangerous.”

He seemed to be feeling depressed.

Then, Easton was embarrassed and made an excuse.

“It’s a short ceremony today, so we’re the only ones here, so don’t be too upset.”