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 for

the past two days. I barely managed

glass window, the blonde female ghost that looks like she’s

you know who did it?”

evil spirit,” the

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

an evil spirit more powerful?” I ask after some

ghost nods her head

but I’m also worried that she won’t be able

an evil spirit,” the female ghost says

don’t know how to

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

ghost shakes

“I don’t know.”

and change the topic.

her female ghost,

female ghost says that, her figure gradually fades and disappears

and composed, I’m relieved. I tease myself, It’s a huge

to bed. It ends up being an

next morning, I wake 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 buy a burrito that can

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

if I hadn’t treated myself last night, then I should be having a cup

new product that has just

Salted soy milk!

eat in a few places. Soy milk with soy sauce added to

tastes like… I eat my breakfast seriously and start preparing

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

beverages. My treat,” she says to

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

are there?”

her bag and hands

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