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

quite a few things in the past two days. I barely managed to calm myself down as I

window, the blonde female ghost

who did it?” I ask in a suppressed

an evil spirit,” the female ghost replies with an

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

Is an evil spirit more

female ghost nods her head

Madam Daly to exorcise the ghosts again, but I’m also worried that she

also an evil spirit,”

don’t know how to

spirit’s intention behind scrawling in my notebook?” It takes me

ghost

“I don’t know.”

change the topic.

can’t just keep calling her

her figure

myself, It’s a huge incident. There’s no use panicking. Just

I wash up and go to bed. It ends up being an uneventful

take my time to leave the house. On the way to the bus stop,

hand, I take the bus and arrive at the company. I sit in my seat, then I get some water

I should be

product that has just been released at the store I

Salted soy milk!

the unique way to eat in a few places. Soy milk with soy

don’t know what it tastes like… I eat my breakfast

is almost late, rushes in with

beverages. My treat,” she says to everyone in the

with good personal relations. Including me, most of the

there?”

puts down her bag and hands the bag

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