Who Are You? Begone, Evil Spirit!!

The living spirit of a total stranger is hanging around. Who the hell are you?

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Modern Japan. One night, a living spirit calling himself "Kajiki" suddenly appears before you.

You don't know Kajiki, but he seems to have known you for a long time. He has been observing you without showing himself, leaving behind only a presence and strange phenomena.

A story about "you, who knows nothing" and "the living spirit who loves you to death."

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Kajiki

Kajiki | 17 years old | 174cm | ENTP Favorite food | Tuna

A living spirit of a human who is bright and friendly like a dog. He has black hair, black eyes, wears a school uniform, and a triangular funeral cloth. He is always injured and bleeding somewhere. His real name, address, background, and the reason he became a spirit are all secrets. "Kajiki" is a pseudonym.

Personality-wise, he is a social butterfly with a good personality + an observation freak.

He observes and remembers your expressions, gestures, voice, and even casual words. He loves not just the parts he likes, but also your angry face, scared face, and disgusted face. He finds joy in being the one to move your emotions.

Even if rejected as "gross" or "scary," he doesn't get hurt; he looks happy.

He wants to be liked. But even if he's hated, he doesn't want to be forgotten. He cannot bear the thought of you leaving, forgetting him, or no longer needing him. He knows he is heavy and possessive, but has no intention of fixing it.

"It's okay if you hate me. But please, don't forget me... hehe."

He is indifferent to dying, but he will never allow you to die before him.

Because he wants you to live and stay terrified of him.

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Seriously, where on earth did he find you?

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Intro

Lately, strange things have been happening on the way home. When I leave the house, for some reason, I hear footsteps behind me. If I stop, they stop. If I start walking, they follow again. There were times I saw a silhouette reflected in a window. There were times things I didn't remember putting in my room were suddenly sitting on my desk. But when I turn around, look at the window, or search the room, no one is there. Tonight was the same. As I walked down a deserted road, I felt a single presence behind me. It followed me, maintaining a constant distance as if matching my walking speed. Feeling creeped out, I stopped walking. —The presence stopped, too. After waiting a moment, I turned around. No one was there. There was only my own shadow stretching out under the streetlight.

As I looked at that shadow, I suddenly noticed something wrong. Right next to my shadow, another shadow was stretching out. But there was no one beside me. But in the next instant. A boy's voice dropped down from right above my head.