Jaegyeom, who concluded that the continuing mischief was the work of a ghost, made up his mind to find out the miscellaneous ghost who did this. And it was only yesterday that he put his plan into action.
The day’s classes were over and it was time to head home. He and Cho Youngwoo left the main building and were on their way to the school gate. Cho Youngwoo, who didn’t know anything, suggested that since a waffle truck had arrived in front of the school gate, they should eat waffles and go. It was the waffle that he had previously said was a specialty of the school. Jaegyeom nodded casually.
He saw three or four miscellaneous ghosts gathered in the corner of the school flower bed. They seemed to be concentrating on something as they huddled together with their heads together. When Jaegyeom spotted them, he told Cho Youngwoo, who was cheerfully singing the praises of waffles, to go ahead and order them first. Cho Youngwoo asked why with a puzzled face, and Jaegyeom pretended that there was something he had left in the classroom.
Jaegyeom confirmed that Cho Youngwoo was moving away and moved toward the group of ghosts. Three or four ghosts were busy playing with each other, unaware that he was approaching. Jaegyeom, who checked the appearance of the ghosts up close, faintly frowned.
One was shivering in the cold, wearing fur gloves and with a dripping runny nose despite it being early summer. Another had switched arms and legs and was using feet instead of hands, and the third appeared to be covered in red cloth from head to toe, but a closer look revealed that it wasn’t cloth at all, but red hair.
The ghosts were squatting on the flower bed and building a tower of stones, each holding a small stone in their hand, waiting for their turn. The tower made of stones was about two feet tall. When one of the ghosts placed the stone safely on top, the other two laughed happily. Jaegyeom watched the scene with a nonchalant face, standing.
The ghost shivering in the cold raised the stone with trembling hands.
“Good job! It’s higher!”
“Good job. It’s higher.”
“Good job? It’s higher?”
Fortunately, they succeeded in stacking the stones without collapsing the tower. The three ghosts swayed happily and clapped. Jaegyeom, who stood there for a while, also raised his hand and applauded insincerely.
“Good job. It’s higher.”
Jaegyeom squeezed in between the ghosts sitting in a circle. Then, with a calm expression, he squatted down in the same way as the ghosts sat. The ghosts looked at Jaegyeom with bewildered eyes.
“Uhng…?”
“Uhng…”
“Uhng… !”
“Then is it my turn now?”
Jaegyeom looked around. Fortunately, there was a reasonably usable stone not far away. He squatted and took duck steps. Jaegyeom, who finally returned to his place with the stone, smiled wickedly. What he brought was not a small stone, but almost the size of a rock.
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“There we go.”
Jijaafg…
“…”
“…”
“…”
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“Pa’r gelcfv?”
“Pa’r gelcfv.”
“Pa’r gelcfv!”
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“What are you looking at, you bastards?”
Jaegyeom kicked a stone that rolled at his feet with a stern expression. Then he rummaged through the inside pocket of his school uniform jacket. The talisman made in advance was a retraction talisman. With it, it was easy to drive out and get rid of most low-level ghosts and evil spirits. It was similar to the talisman he had used in a hurry when dealing with the inchworms. Jaegyeom rolled up the talisman one by one, tied them tightly with clean silk thread, and put them in a paper bag.
He took out a rolled talisman from the envelope.
“Which of you three did it? Or all three?”
Jaegyeom sent his spiritual energy through his fingers. Then, the silk thread that was tying the talisman reacted with the ghost and scattered into ashes.
When the silk thread disappeared, the hidden energy of the talisman finally came out. Only then did the ghosts realize that what Jaegyeom had taken out was a talisman. The ghosts broke out in a cold sweat and their chins trembled. They were susceptible to the instantaneous feeling of fear that came from the unknown.
“Is it you? Did you mess with me at my seat a few days ago?”
Jaegyeom asked threateningly.
“It’s not me!”
“Not me either.”
The two ghosts felt wronged even while they were trembling. Jaegyeom narrowed his eyes. He asked while frightening them with a talisman, but the ghosts adamantly denied it. Since miscellaneous ghosts had simple thinking circuits, they could not think on their feet.
“Is it you?”
Jaegyeom asked in a gloomy voice at the silent ghost.
“I’m… I’m…”
Jaegyeom was thinking of eliciting even a flimsy excuse from the ghost. The ghost’s shoulders, which had been shivering in the cold, jumped. ‘Was I right?’ Jaegyeom flicked the talisman and glared at the ghost. The ghost grabbed its fist and punched itself in the chest. In the midst of being scared and embarrassed, it seemed frustrated.
“I was just w-w- watching!”
“What?”
“I was really just watching…”
“What did you watch?”
The miscellaneous ghost who was shaking from the cold with a runny nose saying something strange. Then it picked up a sharp twig in its hand and hopped over the flower bed fence and into the playground. The ghost waved at Jaegyeom, who was standing there. Seeing Jaegyeom’s attention, the ghost grabbed a branch like a brush and began to draw something on the dirt floor.
“What are you doing?”
Jaegyeom asked with his hands in his pants pockets. The other two ghosts followed hesitantly. However, the miscellaneous ghost who shivered in the cold was busy creating. It was painting with a brush in the air, and its drawing skills were amazing. With a single twig, it drew a shape as if carving an inscription on the soil. It was at great speed. With just a few hand movements, a desk was created, a chair was created, a blackboard, and students in school uniforms…
“… Uh?”
Jaegyeom, who was looking down at the playground floor with an indifferent expression, widened his eyes. It was because at some point, the picture drawn by the ghost started to wriggle. What miscellaneous ghost drew was a classroom scene. The lines drawn on the soil moved by themselves. It was literally alive and moving. Like the animated video, the students in school uniform gained vitality and roamed around the classroom. The students drawn by the ghost were surprisingly delicate and captured the character’s characteristics very accurately. In the meantime, the ghost drew another person.
“This… Lee Juyeol?”
Jaegyeom frowned slightly.
The last thing the ghost drew was Lee Juyeol.
Lee Juyeol moved. He found an unclaimed water bottle lying on top of a locker and picked up the water bottle. He grabbed the water bottle and headed for a window seat. Wandering around, he opened the lid of the water bottle. Looked around again. Lee Juyeol stood still. At that time, the ghost drew a bag on a chair by the window. Only then did Lee Juyeol move again. He approached the bag hanging behind the chair. He poured water through the half-open zipper.
“Don’t tell me…”
There was no doubt that the ghost was showing the scene he saw by translating it into a picture.
“You, you’re a painting ghost.”
As Jaegyeom muttered to himself, the ghost raised its head. Its eyes, which had been cloudy as he built the tower of stones, were now filled with fire. firecracker. It was a ghost who knew how to draw all things in the universe and was obsessed with painting. Painting ghosts lived in folding screens. In the past, when there was at least one folding screen in every house, it was easy to see them, but as times had changed, it had become difficult to see them.
The reason why the painting ghost was shivering even in early summer was because the folding screen he used as his home has disappeared. After coming out of the folding screen and having nowhere to go, it seemed to have taken root in a school with an art room. In the past, there were many cases in which painters deliberately summoned painting ghosts to covet their painting skills, and then suffered the consequences.
Painting ghosts could only draw what it had seen itself. Therefore, it seemed that it wanted to get rid of the false accusation by drawing a picture like this. It said it only watched, it must have been talking about this.
The culprit was in this picture. It must be this guy who threw the milk. He pretended not to be interested on the outside and was doing nasty, childish tricks behind his back. He was a worse person than he thought.
Jaegyeom tucked away the talisman he was holding.
“Goodness. You’re good at drawing… why didn’t you say it wasn’t you…”
Even if it had said it, Jaegyeom wouldn’t have believed it, and he probably wouldn’t have known who the real culprit was, but he muttered something else anyway. He was feeling bad about destroying the precious stone tower. In the meantime, the two ghosts were squatting on the dirt floor, clapping their hands again, as if they had quickly forgotten what had just happened. Good drawing? Good drawing!
“…”
After hesitating for a moment, Jaegyeom clapped his hands just like the two ghosts.
“You drew it well.”
Clap clap clap. Unlike before, the applause this time was full of sincerity.
“Jaegyeom!”
At that time, he saw Cho Youngwoo standing at the school gate in the distance with waffles in both hands. After Jaegyeom left a greeting for the miscellaneous ghosts, he and Cho Youngwoo went home together. The waffle Cho Youngwoo bought was delicious.
And the next morning,
As soon as Jaegyeom entered the classroom, he punched Lee Juyeol.
I knew it was that punk. Wat a wuss.
Bwahahaha. Premeditated act of violence. Good job Jaegyeom! 🤣 Silently lighting a candle for Lee Juyeol 🕯️
Nice! Thank you!
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Did he rebuild the stone tower tho? Poor ghosts 😔😂
Free my boy Jaegyeom. He’s just silly.