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!

an incantation

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

glass window, the blonde female ghost that

know who did it?” I ask in a

an evil spirit,” the female ghost replies with

has played many foreign games and watched some foreign television series, I think

evil spirit more powerful?” I ask after

ghost nods

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

evil spirit,” the female ghost says

know

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

female ghost shakes her

“I don’t know.”

mouth and change the topic. “How should I

calling her female

female ghost says that, her figure gradually fades

very calm and composed, I’m relieved. I tease myself, It’s a huge incident. There’s

I wash up and go to bed. It ends up

on time as usual. I laze in bed for ten minutes and take my time to leave the house. On the way to the bus stop, I

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

myself last night, then I should

the new product that has just been released at the store I frequently

Salted soy milk!

be the unique way to eat in a

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

moment, Rozanne, who is almost late, rushes in with a huge bag in her

My treat,” she says

a lady with good personal relations. Including me, most of the people stand

are there?”

her bag and

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