Yesterday my bed was finally delivered.

Since I threw away almost all of my sleeping stuff, I've been using rolled up winter clothing as a pillow.

It was because I was lazy, but it was pretty comfortable to sleep like that.

The bed.... takes up a lot of space.

Ah! That's right, toilet paper!

I have to go buy some at the local supermarket before it closes...

This is the 2nd time moving since I left my parent's home.

Finding things has gone relatively smoothly.

Where did my sneakers go... I only have my mules.

I guess flip flops are fine.

I've always slept on a futon, so I thought I'd use this opportunity to buy a bed.

The landlord warned me that the walls are thin, but...

Unfortunately,

I don't have any music I like, or TV shows that I watch,

Or a boyfriend to call to my room, or any friends, so I can't be noisy.

Huh?

Key

Key

Key

I'll clean up the cardboard when I get back.

Sorry!

The Boy who "Lives" in the Apartment First Part The word "lives" is replaced by a homophone which means "is transparent".

Ummm...

I'm sorry. I thought you went shopping and it was ok.

So please don't make a barricade like that.

Ummm...

I thought the move was going relatively smoothly.

......D-Don't come any closer.

Don't come over here.

I'm sorry, but actually...

Umm... This may surprise you but...

I'm actually...

You can tell that just by looking!

That's why I'm so scared!

P-Please don't be scared.

I won't move from here.

I won't come closer!

Even if you say that...

Then I'm going to keep talking... So please continue to listen...

I beg of you...

D-Don't cry! It... makes me look like I'm bullying you!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

I cry easily...

Umm... I don't remember my real name...

But my nickname is Jun.

At my age of death I was 15, I was going to the middle school near this apartment.

I died in a traffic accident. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you...?

Hold on a second...!

I'm paying the same rent for this apartment as the one next door. I never heard anything about a dark history.

I think... All of the residents rush out, so the realtor probably doesn't know anything.

And if I hadn't been blown all the way to the stairs of this apartment when I got hit, this probably...

Wah wah

But, you're the first one

Who has listened to my entire story.

Everyone generally gets out of the room right away.

By the time I realize it, everything's gone.

I don't actually have a "reason" for being here.

So if the resident of this room were to tell me "get out", I'd leave.

I always wanted to tell them that, but the timing was always...

I... If you left, where would you go?

Eh, ummm...?

I don't remember where I lived...

Huh...?

Wouldn't that you just changing from a ghost that haunts a specific place to one that wanders around...

Ah, hello? This is Furusawa, who just finished moving in a few days ago! Yes, in room 201!

About this room, a ghost just appeared!

No, it's not a cockroach!

A ghost, a ghost! G-H-O-S-T! G-H-O-S-T!

So, then the rent, shouldn't it be a little cheaper or something like...

He hung up...

You seemed like you were too desperate and lying...

I see...

Umm... Aren't you going to drive me out?

But obviously a ghost did appear.

This is a dark history!

So maybe they will lower the rent!

I'm not going to give up! This is a matter of life or death!

So you're Furusawa-san?

Umm, nice to meet you.

I hope I don't cause you any troubles.

Nice to meet you...

Spring clothes

In the end, I couldn't buy the toilet paper.

Furusawa-san, do you have a boyfriend?

What's that mean?

I buy the reduced price side dishes on the way home from work and eat alone. Are you being sarcastic?

I didn't mean... Just that if you ever plan on inviting someone over,

I thought that I should hide inside the wall.

I don't have a boyfriend or any friends.

So you don't need to worry unnecessarily about me.

Hmmm...

Aren't you going to a buy a table?

Shut up.

Be quiet for a bit. Or the neighbor will bang on the wall again.

I've been wondering about this...

Can you not move from the walll?

Ah

You said...

Ummm... Not to come close.

It's ok now.

I guess it was my fault.

Dragging himself from the wall, the boy somehow looked happy.

For some reason, he sat right across from me.

That looks good.

Eh, this? It's a 98 yen tempura.

I can't eat anymore.

If I try really hard, I can touch things.

Ah, but if it's too heavy, then it's hard.

You can't eat?

Can you not taste? Do you not get hungry? What do you do about offerings?

Maybe it was an insensitive question.

Since the boy seemed so alive,

I forgot that he was dead.

I forgot that.

Ah

...Sorry.

It's ok, it didn't hurt.

That's not what I meant.

That's not what I meant...

Insensitive.

I'm the worst.

I never think. I've always been like that... I'm a real idiot.

My part time job at the bookstore, where nothing happens on a given day, suited me quite well.

At home and at work...

My life is filled with cardboard...

Furusawa-san

Yes?

Ah

Furusawa-san, do you live close to the store? I was wondering...

Eh, m-me?

Ah... yes. Umm, I moved recently...

I knew it! Since you don't have a bicycle anymore,

I thought you might be living somewhere new.

Y-Yeah...

The conversation isn't continuing.

It's been a long time since I chatted with a coworker.

I want to go home. I want to disappear.

I'm sorry.

Uh, Umm...

Next time, ummm, could I come over and play?

Furusawa-san, you don't go out to dinner with everyone that much.

I still live with my parents, so I haven't gone to an apartment that much.

D

Definitely!

Ah, but it's still messy.

Ah, but next Sunday

Umm, it would be

Ah

Great~ You and I are the only girls,

So I've always wanted to become closer with you.

And let's exchange emails.

O-Ok.

A girl's email...

Ah, the boy.

Eh! A friend is coming!?

Furusawa-san, you do have friends!

Y-Yeah, what should I do. The room is... I have to clean up.

If you have a box cutter, I can use that.

That's reassuring... Open up the one that's labeled "kitchen"!

Ah? So you do have a table!

Taking it out is a pain.

What does that mean!?

Actually, she's really cute. What should I do about this room...

So she's cute?

That's right, she has a nice scent. She's like 'the girl'. And her personal clothes are cute too.

Ahaha

Furusawa-san, you look like you're enjoying yourself.

R... Really?

I'm not really...

I'll stay quiet,

So you should become closer with your friend.

...Yeah.

It's quite big.

I-It's just that I don't have much furniture.

Sit, sit.

Excuse me.

Uwah

A coworker is in my apartment...!

A coworker...

That's right... "A coworker"...

We're not classmates or anything, so I shouldn't be so nervous.

I'm sorry I couldn't meet you at the station.

No, it was fun walking! It's nice how the area is quiet.

Y-Yeah. I really like it.

Though there's a middle school nearby, so it gets kind of noisy in the evening.

Oh, I see.

Wah... But I'm still nervous...

Living alone is nice. I'm jealous.

Living at home is better.

I waste a lot of money.

So when I was moving, I wanted to live in a place that's cheaper than before.

Is that so? But...

The hourly wage at the bookstore...

is low... Huh...

Tooyama-san...? Is something wrong?

Umm....

Isn't it cold?

Eh, is it...?

But the heater is on...

...Umm, I suddenly feel... Really cold. I'm sorry...

Maybe it's a cold...

It's the boy.

I'm ok, but Tooyama-san isn't used to it.

Uuuuumm... A-Are you ok...

Even though she finally came...

W-Wha-What should I do...

I'm sorry. Even though I just got here, I'll go home...

I can't cause you any more trouble by feeling ill...

Eh, ah, I see...

I know...! I-I'll see you off!

I'll get a taxi, so I'll be fine. I don't want to get you sick... Bye, I'm really sorry.

Ah...

Ah, ok...

Uh... Ummm...

Please take care...!

And, umm, if you feel like it,

Come by any...

Tim...

Ahh

Ahh

Ahh

Ahh

Geez

The only things that are left is the smell of her perfume

Her still warm coffee cup, and

I

I'm sorry...

I'm...

Don't cry.

B-B-But-B

Furusawa-sa... friend...

...It's fine.

Just... Talking to a "coworker" a little is good.

Regardless of whether or not you were here,

I don't think she would come back to the house of someone who can't even keep a conversation going.

But

But

It's my fault.

It's my fault that...

I said it's not.

His tears would just fall, and quickly disappear.

They don't stain or pool up.

I

I'm sorry, I'm sorry

Don't cry like that.

I can't wipe away your tears.

There's nothing, and it's not cold.

It's not even wet. It's like there's nothing there.

Even though he's definitely here.

It's kind of sad.

Please tell me to leave...

Furusawa-san

Please tell me to leave.

I'm begging you, I'm begging you...

Please drive me out...

I'm begging you.

I don't want to be a burden to you...

The boy was 15 when he died.

He probably had friends. He probably had a girl he liked.

When I was the boy's age,

Could I cry for someone like this?

Not for myself, but for someone else.

He's crying for me.

For such a worthless human,

That he only recently met.

He's a weird guy... He's a really weird guy...

Well, I definitely am the master of this room.

If you want to leave that badly...

I'm sorry Jun-kun.

Don't begrudge me.