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, which made

a round of applause sounded below.

The sample in my hand was suspended in the air along with me. However, I felt a warm hand on my waist. I felt no pain and opened my eyes. Nibel was holding onto me. His eyes had gone back to normal, and

audience, Don quickly caught the sample deftly

you." I thanked Nibel and

After that, everyone started

with the partners they were interested in. Don was also sharing the sample he got with other

"Hello, beautiful lady."

me, and I almost lost my grip on the fork in

me and smiled. "Am I so terrifying that you suffered such a fright upon

he was now was really unlike the Nibel in

beautiful

"I'm sorry, I just thought I'd met

God's will?" Nibel raised his red wine glass

my head and replied, "I don't

sure it was. I'm happy to be able

He

his glass again

understood what he was trying

grabbed