Lord of the Mysteries

Without the window being opened, the notebook flipped open by itself?

Did someone enter my room?

Or rather, is it a paranormal incident?

Erm, there’s a ghost following me. It’s normal to have paranormal incidents…

In that second, countless thoughts flash through my mind.

At the same time, I see a monster drawn on the page of the open notebook.

The monster is humanoid, but it’s made of tiny squirming worms.

This sounds very bizarre and terrifying, but in reality, it feels nothing of the sort. This is because this drawing is very simple and crude. It resembles the random scribbling of a kindergarten child.

No way? Some brat entered my room? A relative of one of my flatmates? As I think about it, I pick up my notebook and flip through it quickly, searching for other traces.

After flipping through two pages, I see lines of text:

“My drawing expertise is really bad.

“The main problem isn’t me. I was once called a master artist.

“War is art! War is aesthetics!

“It’s like I’ve had a dream that I often had. The dream is filled with such strange languages.

“I’m such a decadent fellow!

“We really are women!”

…

These lines of text weren’t that difficult to read, but the things written down look very chaotic. It gives me a headache as I instinctively stop reading and close the notebook.

There’s a problem with this!

like an incantation for

I barely managed to calm myself down as I cast my gaze towards the

blonde female ghost

know who did it?” I ask in

spirit,” the female ghost replies

poltergeist… As a modern youth who has played many foreign games and watched some foreign television

evil spirit more powerful?” I

nods her

think of asking Madam Daly to exorcise the ghosts again, but I’m also worried that she won’t be able to deal with ghosts

an evil spirit,” the female

know

intention behind scrawling in my notebook?” It takes me a few seconds to recall the main purpose of my

female ghost shakes

“I don’t know.”

I open my mouth and change the topic.

just keep calling her female ghost, right? That’s not

her figure gradually

I’m relieved. I tease myself, It’s a huge incident. There’s

to bed.

and take my time to leave the house. On the way to the bus stop, I buy a burrito that can

burrito in hand, I take the bus and arrive at the company. I sit in my

I should be having

I associate it with the new product that has just been released at the store I frequently buy

Salted soy milk!

to eat in a few places. Soy

what it tastes like… I eat my

is almost late, rushes in with a huge

have some beverages. My treat,” she says to

personal relations. Including me, most of the people stand up

there?” I ask

bag and hands the bag to