A Special Girl's

Chapter 12's

• Healing and Memory at Night •

Allena uncovers the cloth on her left arm, then blows the still sore wound. It was nothing, the wound was inhibiting the free movement of his hands. A little touched, instantly throbbing pain. Really troublesome.

"It's all because of that black nail girl. What is my fault with him? Appeared to attack just like that. Crazy," muttered Allena on the sidelines of his ringing. After being content to blow the wound, he reached out to the sink to wash.

Until not how long, the sound of someone's baritone made him jump in shock.

"Open?"

Allena turned to the source of the voice, instantly her pupils dilated. "What are you doing here?"

The man, Albern, was leaning against the wall of the woman's toilet with his arms crossed. Too relaxed, as if what he did was something natural.

"Basic has no courtesy san mmptt-"

Albern moved as fast as lightning, his burly hand smothering Allena's mouth.

"Do I want to heal instantly?" albern asked then, surely with a gaze centered on the long reddish-colored lines imprinted on Allena's arm.

Allena cursed stupidly. He forgot to put the shirt back down.

Albern released his brace, then grabbed Allena's left arm.

"Who do you think you are? God?" Allena smiled cynically as she moved her free right hand to resist Albern's treatment.

But Albern focused his gaze more on Allena's brown bead, ignoring the girl's hand attack. "You don't believe it?"

Allena who started to feel awkward was stared at continuously, throwing her face in the other direction and cleared her throat. "Yes, quickly prove it! Just talk to me."

"It's not that easy."

Allena reflexes turned her head back, looking straight at Albern's face. "What do you mean?"

"There's a condition." Albern poked Allena's chin dominated by a meaningful smile.

Suddenly Allena threw Albern's hand that had been stuck in his arm. "Review if you do anything to me! From the start, I didn't accept your help."

"Calm down. Don't think bad first. The conditions are easy, you just need to date me."

Allena raised her next to her eyebrows. "Oh so? But sorry. I'm not willing."

"Hm. no problem. That's if you want to get well soon. I know exactly what it's like to be hurt." Albern leaned in his face, then whispered right in Allena's right ear. "Torturing..."

Allena who heard that immediately shivered. The cold breath of Albern was ridiculous on the skin of his ears. He pushed suddenly Albern's body, making the man sound a little backward.

Although the result was twenty-five percent, Allena's heart cheered happily. At least, he was not too weak in the face of the creature.

"Okay. I agree. Are you satisfied?" allena said at the end.

A smile of victory was imprinted on Albern's lips. Next to her eyes she blinked as sexily as she could. "Very."

Allena snorted small plus an annoyed grunt in heart. If it wasn't for the wound on the hand, he wouldn't have agreed to the mad vampire's request.

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

"Patience, beauty. Because, the patient girl will always be loved by me."

Allena gaped for a few seconds, before beating Albern's shoulder blindly for the umpteenth time's vexation.

"That's it, enough .. enough." Albern caught that smooth two-handed fist. "If we keep making out, when does the treatment start?"

"Albern, please. stop it. I'm tired of your disgusting words," Allena asked nicely.

Albern chuckled then took a breath. Seeing Allena's irritated look, her heart seemed bright. This will be a new favorite for him. Tease the girl.

"All right." Albern placed Allena's right hand right over the scar.

"Close your eyes."

Allena who heard Albern's now serious tone, obeyed what was ordered.

"Listen carefully and follow what I say."

In a state of closed eyes, Allena nodded slowly.

"Maroktyaz in kuyufla aneprodky."

"What language is that?" Allena started to make a sound again.

"Don't ask too many questions. If you want to finish quickly, just follow my instructions."

Allena hissing small. But he was curious. I don't know, those words felt familiar in his ears.

"Focus, I'll repeat it again." Albern's words managed to shake his mind. "Listen well?"

"Yes" said Allena lazily.

"Maroktyaz in kuyufla aneprodky." Albern said the sentence slowly and in full pitched, making it easier for Allena to memorize quickly.

"Maroktyaz i. Kuyufla aneprodky."

Albern smiled widely. Although there was a pause in the middle, but finally Allena managed to pronounce the sentence correctly. He glanced at the girl's arm and caught a flash of light that was to be a sign of his successful attempt.

Allena started publishing her chocolate beads back. He saw his left arm smooth, like it had never been injured in the slightest. Hard to believe, but real.

"How can you do that?" allena asked with her eyes twitching.

Albern just chuckled, reluctant to ignore Allena's question. After all, the girl was also happy, definitely not caring either.

"Then don't forget our promise."

Allena's smile that had been expanding, slowly receded. He looked up, not knowing what to say.

"Don't pretend to forget, because I know everything that's on your mind." Albern ruffled Allena's hair, anxious. "alright. See you tomorrow, my girl."

Allena winks slowly. A few seconds later, he realized that Albern had disappeared from his presence.

BUK BUK!

Allena jumped in shock as soon as she heard a loud noise coming from the toilet exits. Doubtfully, he stepped closer to the door, then pulled the handle to open.

"Jeez... it's you! We were all waiting outside, Allena..."

"Get out, I can't take it anymore!" One of the girls nudged Allena on the shoulder, hurriedly entering the toilet with both hands holding onto the lower skirt.

"How could you use the toilet alone."

"Wear the event locks everything. What exactly were you doing inside for hours, huh?" Hera asked with her hands ruffled.

"Are you hiding something valuable?" Gishelle interrogated.

"Don't you keep the bomb!?"

"And blablablablabla ..."

At that time, Allena also got a burst of strange accusations from college students. Until his ears reddened to let out hot smoke. There was no one to blame and be held accountable, other than the blood-sucking monster who seemed to be asking to be slashed at his neck.

ALBER!!!

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Allena glanced at the clock on the nightstand, showing it at 11:43 p.m. It was late at night, but his eyes were still awake. The long-awaited sleepiness also did not come. Long periods of silence on the bed make his body feel stiff. Wanted to move, but confused about what to do. Until then a shadow about his meeting with his father last afternoon rested in his head.

"If I told you about the existence of an immortal being, would you believe it?" travis asked, a few minutes after treating the wound.

Although in his heart Allena believes, because in fact he himself has met with vampires who incidentally include immortal beings as well. But the girl just said shrug. "Eitherway. Tell me, it looks interesting."

Travis breathed for a moment. "It's not about being interesting or not. But about their dangerous levels."

Allena was silent, deciding to be a good listener.

"The two girls were not humans, but immortal beings."

Allena straightened her saliva, this time her auditory acuity was improved again. He did not want to miss this rare information.

"The green-haired one is called Lilisen. A witch who controls plants as her weapon to attack enemies. If in the forest, he always made an army of tall and sturdy trees. In addition, his sharp, black-colored nails released poison. Anyone who is exposed to the poison will get sick within two weeks" explained Travis at length. "Therefore I treat you with the leaves earlier, because your wounds will not heal quickly only by medical drugs."

Allena understood with her mouth. "Then, the other girl, what kind of creature?" He again let out a voice, due to his enormous curiosity.

"You must have seen his pale white skin yourself. That's a sign that girl's a vampire."

Hearing that Allena stiffened. Vampirish. The type of creature reminds him of an annoying man who has lately plagued his life.

"Allena, what's wrong with you? Are your wounds coming back?" travis asked with a look of worry.

"Ah, no. I'm fine" Allena said convincingly with a sweet smile.

"Thank God, then ... Oh yeah, one more thing I want to say."

Allena waited watching her father's movements. Travis is seen reaching into something from the pocket of his jacket, then giving it a silver key into the palm of Allena's hand.

Allena curled both of her eyebrows. "What is this for?"

"Under the stairs of your house there's a door that's locked tightly, you know that."

Allena nodded.

"That's key. But there's something you have to do if you want to enter that room."

"What?"

"Find a book called The History of the Landlord and read the whole thing," Travis said in a serious tone and tone. Unlike his daughter who is calm.

"That's all?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Allena put her shoulders down. "Hm... No problem."

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TBC...