The Woman From Hell

Still with my head in the clouds, I looked at the number on my wristband.

18...

The numbers came into view.

Lips pursed, I looked at Nibel who was smiling brightly on the stage

A stream of light fell upon me, and I became the object of envy for everyone.

I only came back to my senses when Don signaled me to go up.

This was exactly what I wanted.

I was going to take this opportunity to get a good look at Nibel.

"Hello, beautiful lady." He did not look like he had met me before and was gentle and polite. He was quite different from the Nibel I had in my memory.

I was stunned and felt the palm of my hands heat up all of a sudden. Nibel grabbed my hand and was leading me to the center.

A woman dressed in a white skirt came forth with a sample. Her face had also appeared in my mind before.

How could I remember everything so clearly if it had been a dream? I was even able to match faces.

"Congratulations."

and so very fair. They were skinny,

the sample from his hand, and a round of applause sounded below. I looked up and met Nibel's depthless blue

the air along with me. However, I felt a warm hand on my waist. I felt

audience, Don quickly caught the sample deftly before

thanked Nibel and hurried down

After that, everyone started

they were interested in. Don was also sharing the sample he got with other people enthusiastically while I was sitting at

"Hello, beautiful lady."

me, and I almost lost my grip

that you suffered such a fright

Who he was now was really unlike the Nibel in my

you dazing again, beautiful lady?"

came back to my senses and apologized. "I'm sorry, I just thought I'd met

God's will?" Nibel

my hand, I shook my head and replied, "I don't really

I'm happy to be able to see Such

He

glass

what he was

grabbed my