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

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

the glass window, the blonde female

know who did it?” I

the female ghost replies with an ethereal

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

an evil spirit more powerful?”

female ghost nods her head in

I’m also worried that she won’t be able to deal with ghosts

also an evil spirit,”

I don’t know

my notebook?” It takes me a few seconds to recall the main purpose of

ghost shakes

“I don’t know.”

change the topic.

keep calling her

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

and composed, I’m relieved. I tease myself, It’s a huge incident. There’s no use panicking. Just focus on

go to bed. It ends up being an

bed for ten minutes and take my time to leave the house. On the way to the bus stop, I buy a burrito that

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

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

product that has just been

Salted soy milk!

seems to be the unique way to eat in a few

it tastes like… I eat my

rushes

have some beverages. My treat,” she says

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

beverages are there?” I ask

her bag and hands the bag to

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