Surviving in a School of Ghost Stories-Chapter 53

People who checked the opposing class let out disappointed sighs.

"S-Class is going to be tough to beat."

"Hastings is going to be so upset."

With sighs coming from all sides, the students gathered in the middle of the field.

The 2nd Year S-Class was known for being incredibly tough.

They were the best at utilizing F-Class’s penalty, which allowed only one athletic student to participate.

Melody wiped her tears with a handkerchief and walked onto the field.

She then tucked the handkerchief into her gym pocket and gripped the bat in her hand.

With a firm expression, she gritted her teeth, and the venom in her eyes was palpable.

This was why Melody won everyone’s favor. Who could dislike someone working so hard?

Raven, who had been hiding behind a tree, forgot and walked out blankly to sit in the stands.

Everyone watched the game with tense faces, following Melody.

Beep—

The sound of a whistle signaling the start of the game echoed.

Thunk—

The opposing team’s batter hit the ball with a bat, and the ball soared so far that it became a home run.

The opposing team’s batter kept making runs by touching the widgets in a straight line on both sides of the field.

From the start of the game, the F-Class was bound to be exhausted with a huge point gap.

"Oh no. What should we do?"

"I can’t watch this."

Students in the stands lamented.

Raven felt a strange emotion watching this. Melody had always been like this.

She was loved and cheered for wherever she went.

That was probably because Melody was warm and a good person.

Although she hadn't been at the school for long, she was already incredibly popular.

And that wasn’t something earned just by her looks or her perfect score on the transfer exam.

He wished he could be there with her, cheering for her by her side.

Raven rubbed his arm, which had a dull ache, narrowing his brow.

Damn curse, keeping him from getting close to Melody, but today, he didn’t want to run away.

After a moment of contemplation, he gathered his courage and stood up.

"Huh? What? There’s the second Hastings."

"Ha! It’s the weirdo Raven."

Whispers.

Students who had just noticed him murmured. Raven ignored the whispers and shouted toward the field.

"Hang in there! Melody!"

That was the best he could do for Melody. Cheering for her from afar.

Melody, standing helplessly with a bat in hand, was startled and looked back at Raven.

Her eyes grew wide with surprise.

She was about to rush toward the stands in shock when Dante barely stopped her.

It’s Raven. Really, Raven!

I blinked my eyes in disbelief. My brother, Raven, who I had searched for weeks without finding, was there, on the other side of the field.

As I was about to run toward the stands, Dante grabbed my arm.

"Melody, focus on the game."

I shook my head.

"But right now, Raven is more important than the game..."

"There’s nothing more important than the game, Melody. Didn’t your brother tell you to do your best? Don’t you feel anything?"

"......"

For a moment, the excitement in my head began to calm down.

"If your brother is cheering for you like that, are you really going to abandon all this and run away irresponsibly? Melody, your brother would be disappointed."

I nodded at Dante’s words.

He was right. Playing the game was the right thing to do now.

I tightly gripped the bat again and apologized to Dante.

"Sorry. For being irresponsible."

Dante smiled lightly.

"Good. Now, look ahead. Let’s go."

My mind cleared. Though there were still ghosts everywhere, it was painful, I knew I had to [N O V E L I G H T] focus.

My eyes filled with resolve.

Since Raven cheered for me, I didn’t want to lose weakly to the S-class.

I quickly calculated the angle the ball would come from, focusing on hitting the bat.

Then, between the ghosts, I saw the ball flying toward me.

I swung the bat with all my might.

Whack!

With a frictional sound, the ball soared high into the air, higher than the one hit by the S-class batter.

It was a home run.

I tossed the bat aside and ran.

I hit the opponent team’s widget with my hand, then came back and hit our team’s widget to score.

I kept scoring this way until the ball was retrieved.

Huff... Huff...

Breathing heavily, I couldn’t slow down now.

Wow—! Wow—!

As I kept hitting the widgets, the cheer of the students grew louder.

"Hastings is amazing!"

"Wow! We’ve reversed the score!"

I didn’t even realize we had made a comeback.

I just kept hitting the widgets, scoring, until I heard the whistle of the PE teacher and collapsed to the ground.

I was so out of breath, I thought I might die from hyperventilation.

Looking under my nose, I saw blood dripping down, indicating another nosebleed.

It seemed that I had scraped my knee while falling, and there was blood all over the place.

Now, blood was visibly pouring down my nose, so I quickly grabbed the handkerchief Dante had given me and stuffed it into my nose.

"We won, right?"

I asked Dante, somewhat dazed. Dante held my nose and nodded.

A faint smile appeared on his lips.

"We won. Our class is in first place, Melody."

My eyes widened.

Wow—! Melody! Melody!

Only then did I notice my name mixed in with the overwhelming cheers.

A hot emotion welled up inside me. All the hardships I had gone through flashed in my mind, and a rush of gratitude filled me.

I spoke with a lump in my throat, barely able to say anything, and after a long pause, I finally thanked Dante.

"Thank you. It’s all thanks to you."

"First, clean up the blood."

Dante seemed a bit embarrassed as he tightly held my nose. His earlobes turned red.

At that moment, someone came up close and suddenly picked me up in their arms.

"Melody, I told you not to push yourself since your body is too frail."

It was Noah.

"Still, we won, didn’t we? I’m someone who gets things done."

I was so happy that I didn’t really hear anything else.

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"You turn your head, and you’re either hurt or bleeding. I can't take my eyes off of you."

"Today, cut me some slack. I came first!"

Seeing my beaming smile, Noah shook his head as if he couldn’t stop me.

Then, I started to feel the sound fading away. My vision blurred. I was having a fainting spell.

Ah, I’m going to pass out soon.

Just as expected, my vision went dark.

When I opened my eyes again, it was night.

I woke up in the student ward of the Saint Gloria Private School main hospital.

Erika was half-leaning against my bed, fast asleep.

When I checked the time, it was already 10 PM.

Erika being here at this hour must be a violation of the rules.

Outside the window, I could see ghosts stuck to the glass. They were restless, pacing back and forth.

They seemed to feel sorry for me. They probably thought my fainting was their fault.

‘If ghosts can think like that, they’re really smart and kind.’

While thinking that, I realized the ghosts were looking somewhere nervously.

The ghosts couldn’t enter the room, seemingly scared of someone inside.

I turned my head in the direction the ghosts were looking.

There, sitting on a chair, leaning against the wall, was Noah, briefly asleep.