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!

is like an incantation for

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

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

you know who did it?”

by an evil spirit,” the female ghost replies with

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

more powerful?” I ask after

ghost nods her head

be more troublesome?” I think of asking Madam Daly to exorcise the ghosts again, but I’m also worried that she

spirit,” the

I don’t know how

my notebook?” It takes me a few seconds

ghost shakes

“I don’t know.”

and change the topic. “How should I address

calling her female

After the female ghost says that, her figure gradually fades and

myself, It’s a huge incident. There’s no

bed. It ends up

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

the bus and arrive at the company. I sit in my

hadn’t treated myself last night, then I should be having a cup of sweet soy

product that has just been released at the store I frequently

Salted soy milk!

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

tastes like… I eat my breakfast seriously and start preparing for

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

treat,” she says

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

beverages are there?” I

her bag and