Curse Girl

Curse Girl
Chapter 15: The Chaos



The red flower crown immediately flew like a disc that did not return to its owner. Along with the white flower crown, the two creatures that tortured the girl instantly got a reply: a brief pain before being absorbed into the transparent void.


The figure of the girl who was last seen dead being beheaded suddenly appeared. He looked ordinary and there were no injuries to his body. Only his own blood marks remained on the black clothes he was wearing, as well as his neck and cheeks.


"๐˜๐˜ข๐˜ข โ€ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ข." ๐˜”๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ช ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ช ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ.


Netra pink the girl immediately glanced towards the temple door. Without questioning the thing behind it, he quickly approached and opened it. Stray, as well as a man who had just finished praying. The man with the reddish-black netra looked stunned and gulped, while the girl slightly showed one of her fangs.


"๐˜š๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ข? ๐˜‹๐˜ช ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ข?"


"He? Dโ€“god?"


The pink-haired girl's right hand was directly aimed at the head, along with her claw-like elongated nails. His scalp was slowly torn, as well as the flesh covering the skull. Fresh blood flowed out, but the body instantly faded into flying black leaves.


"Aโ€“what was it? Dโ€“dia ... monster?" The man who was increasingly distrustful of reality thought for a moment. "Dโ€“dewa is a monster, haha. There's-there's what's-there's aโ€”!"


"I'll have to tell Viera!"


**


"Fra โ€ฆ."


"๐˜’๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ต."


Lina sat on the wooden floor with a directed look at Ilfra's black bag. His empty mind slowly filled with negative words. Without trying to remove it, he scratched the wooden floor in the hope of getting physical injuries.


๐˜“๐˜ช๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช, ๐˜“๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข โ€ฆ. ๐˜–๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ. ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ณ-๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ! ๐˜’๐˜ข๐˜ถ ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช, ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ช, ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช, ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ข. ๐˜š๐˜ฆ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ณ-๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ข ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช! ๐˜๐˜ญ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ข ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ! ๐˜Œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ โ€ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฉ โ€ฆ!


A sorrow accompanied by regret flowed from the end of his eyes. All sentences are self-created, but it is considered to be the speech of others. The girl who was now crying with a soft voice was getting more and more uncontrollable her mind.


๐˜’๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ถ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ, ๐˜“๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข? ๐˜›๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ, ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฉ. ๐˜Œ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ถ, ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ถ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ณ-๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ช ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ช ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ช ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ถ. ๐˜’๐˜ข๐˜ถ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฃ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ. ๐˜’๐˜ข๐˜ถ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช. ๐˜“๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ข, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข โ€ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ง.


"Ugh โ€ฆ." Lina clenched and hit once innocent floor. He did not feel that the figure of the kimono-clad woman was still there, witnessing the naive attitude in his silent cry.


This human being was completely mind-crazy, the inner woman who looked to be in her 20s after getting tired of seeing Lina's actions.


The sound of bells being shaken suddenly rang out, turning the eyes of the kimono woman towards the temple door. We better get out of this temple.


A black white batik cloth immediately surrounded the kimono woman and Lina, taking the two away from the temple. Right after, the temple door opened and showed a long white-haired teenage girl. The girl slightly tilted her head while setting her cold expression.


"I have no intention of attacking. Never mind, maybe we can meet next time," muttered the girl with her red netra who stared intently at the seven-tailed wolf statue.


**


"Huh? How can you just say it after one day!"


The kimono woman did not respond to Lina's screams. He shifted his focus to the twilight scene in the open window of the room, then separated his two lips until a single sentence rang out in Lina's mind.


"Go! Let me alone!" The blue-eyed girl again said in a loud high tone, but accompanied by an uncanny feeling she wanted to set up.


The female figure quickly dissipated to resemble smoke, then ended up as invisible air. Tears were shed by Lina, though her hands covered her entire face.


๐˜“๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ช-๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ช ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ญ โ€ฆ. ๐˜—๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ข ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ณ. ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข? ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ, ๐˜›๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ? ๐˜ˆ๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฉ!


Sadness was immediately wiped away until it was left, leaving behind a cold expression mixed with newly created annoyance. After closing the window and turning on the room light, his vision was directed at the mobile phone taken from Ilfra's waist bag.


Seventeen five six, the phone still works. The girl's fingers moved quickly on the phone screen, opening one application at a time and checking it. The note application becomes the last one to be viewed for a long time.


๐˜๐˜ญ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข. ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ข? ๐˜‹๐˜ช๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ซ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ช ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข.


The melody of the house bell suddenly entered the auditory hallway, making the focus of Lina's mind change. Wh who?


The girl immediately put the phone on the nightstand and stepped towards the door of the house. After opening and finding the white-haired High School girl, he hid his surprise by tilting his head.


"Sorry, youโ€”"


"Ilfra Alfyna Avylin."


Lina finally widened her eyes as her speech was cut off the red-eyed girl. The wind mixed with snowflakes instantly filled the atmosphere, followed by the words of the girl who was still unknown to Lina.


"Are you not his friend?"


**


The cold caused by light snowfall is getting thicker. The atmosphere of the night that has arrived also adds to the feeling of below zero degrees. Moreover, the surrounding environment in the form of tall trees that looked dark, created an uncomfortable feeling for the girl dressed in black.


๐˜š๐˜ฆ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ข ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ? ๐˜๐˜ฏ๐˜ช ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜’๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ข ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ. ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ข ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ? ๐˜›๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ช ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ข?


The girl's hand stroked the pink hair that covered her right ear, letting her hearing know the sounds in the forest. However, he did not get any sound apart from the snowfall. Uhh, the air really feels cold. I'd better find a placeโ€”


The shackles of the pink-eyed girl were suddenly forced to pause for a moment. The negative feelings in him instantly churned the mind. Even though when the transparent figure had finished penetrating his body, the warm air along with a positive feeling immediately he got.


"Well, you're not human, are you?"


Ilfra Alfyna Avylin, himself now surprised to see the girl in black school uniform. The girl's body looked transparent, let alone her pale skin and black eyes that did not show life. The girl who had just penetrated him felt really cold and dead.


"Ah, I've got your negative aura. Too bad," muttered the undead girl ignoring the sight of examining Ilfra.


"You who? Where is this?" Ilfra ventured to ask after defeating the confusion of the mind.


The black-eyed girl did not reply, let alone look at Ilfra's face. The cold air came back and stroked the hair of the two girls, ending with a blank look that the black girl suddenly gave.


"You're lost, huh, the Monster from Shikuro City?"