Chapter 5: “Monster.”
“Where are you, guys, going”
The PE teacher who is the student counselor, while tilting his neck like a machine, asked.
“Te, Teacher…… There’s a reason for use getting late……”
Ignoring the teacher’s strangeness, I took a step forward to make an excuse for being late for the assembly.
“Where…… you, going?”
“Uh, uhm, Teacher, please listen.”
“Masaomi! Stay away from that!”
“Hey, that kind of speech is――”
I turn around to silence Kazuki, who shouted out loud. But that was interrupted by the teacher’s hand grabbing my shoulder. We are forced to face each other face to face.
“Ah, ah……”
This student counselor PE Teacher is notorious for punishing students. Teachers who use corporal punishments are few in number today, but while there are many students who dislike violence, there are also many students who adore it. I think he’s a typical example of a teacher who can make you understand that sometimes corporal punishment is necessary.
That’s what I think so I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes, thinking that I would be hit in the blink of an eye.
After a few seconds, I begin to hear explosive sounds from the teacher in front of me. Doubtful of the clenched fist not flying towards me no matter how long I waited, I thinly opened my eyes to check on the teacher.
There was a sight that made me doubt my eyes.
A strange creature is crawling out of the teacher’s mouth. At first glance, it looks like a palm-sized spider. It’s a gray, dirty body. It looks like a crustacean, and judging by its jointed legs, it seems to be an arthropod. it lets out a lot of tentacle-like things from its mouth, wriggling as if looking for prey.
The mysterious thing forced the teacher’s mouth open. With a muffled voice, the teacher’s jaw came off. Sensei’s chin was so wide that he could easily fit two fists into it. The skin at the corners of his mouth cracks mercilessly, and blood drips to the ground like drool. It reminds me of the slit-mouthed woman in ghost stories.
“Mo, monster”
The student council president’s thought represented my current thought.
When the spider monster completely reveals its ugly body, it sticks to Teacher’s face and turns its three eyes at me to set a goal. The eyeballs raised so much that they were about to pop out, and the way it looked at me was fitting for the onomatopoeic word “gyorori”. (TN: staring (e.g. eyes); goggling; glaring)
My legs stiffen like stones and can’t move.
I can see the spider’s legs bending like springs.
I felt the alarm bells ringing inside me. However, I can’t react.
“Masaomi-kun! Run away!”
I can hear Mizuno-san screaming.
A loud volume that can not be imagined from the quiet Mizuno-san.
The spider monster didn’t care about Mizuno-san’s voice and jumped at me.
