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 dark

past two days. I barely managed to calm myself down as I cast my

female ghost that

who did it?” I ask in a

spirit,” the female ghost replies with an

than some spirit or poltergeist… As a modern youth who has played many foreign games and watched some

more powerful?” I ask

female ghost nods her head

the ghosts again, but I’m also worried that she won’t be able

also an evil spirit,” the

know how

It takes me a few seconds to recall the

ghost shakes her

“I don’t know.”

I open my mouth and change the topic. “How should I address

just keep calling her female ghost, right? That’s

ghost says that, her figure gradually fades and disappears

I’m relieved. I tease myself, It’s a huge incident. There’s no use panicking.

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

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

and arrive at the company. I sit in my seat, then I get some

I

associate it with the new product that has just been released at the

Salted soy milk!

to eat in a few places. Soy milk with soy

like… I eat

late, rushes in with a huge bag in

treat,” she says

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

there?” I ask

and hands the bag to