Grandma shook her head.
"It's all right."
She looked at the old woman.
"Okay."
"Then I'll start from the beginning..."
Grandma retold the story she'd told earlier.
Well.
She more or less retold it.
The second time around, Grandma added and left out a few things.
She skipped some things she didn't think needed saying.
She let some details go when the moment to mention them had passed.
They weren't important anyway.
She also added a few details.
Things she'd remembered later.
After all, it had been so many years. She couldn't possibly remember everything all at once.
That day was the day Mushroom Head Girl had taken them to the corridor.
The others had scattered and wandered off, looking around for clues about the red one-eyed creature.
She, too, looked around for a while.
When she found nothing, she turned around.
Mushroom Head Girl was standing behind her. She had no idea how long she'd been there.
She'd been startled.
"What are you doing?"
"You're so quiet."
"You scared me to death."
Mushroom Head Girl pressed her lips together, looking at a loss.
She apologized timidly. "S-sorry."
She even took a step backward.
She hadn't noticed Mushroom Head Girl stepping back.
All she could think about was the red one-eyed creature.
She looked up at Mushroom Head Girl and opened her mouth—
That was when she noticed how close they were.
Her puzzlement was fleeting.
She took a step forward, moving closer to Mushroom Head Girl.
Mushroom Head Girl froze for a moment.
"Did you really see the red one-eyed creature here?"
She asked again.
She found it hard to believe.
Though not many people passed through here...
It wasn't deserted.
She herself had been here several times.
She quite liked this corridor,