Curse Girl

Chapter 16: The Living Death

I better tell you from yesterday, inner Ilfra before pushing the book at the table to get closer to the interlocutor. He closed for a moment before making his eyes glow in a circle of irises.

𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯, 23 𝘑𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘪. 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪 𝘥𝘪 𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘩, 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘩: 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘳. 𝘒𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯? 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘢-𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘶𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘭𝘶, 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘬𝘶. 𝘔𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘬 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪, 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘭𝘶𝘬 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘭, 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳-𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬. 𝘚𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘩 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘳, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘳𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘩.

𝘠𝘢, 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘬 𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘢𝘸𝘢 𝘬𝘦 𝘬𝘶𝘪𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘒𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘮𝘶.

"Heeh, strange oddity," said Shiori—a girl with a corpse— after reading the story that Ilfra wrote in the book using the mind.

Ilfra pulled back the book that Shiori had lent her at the table. Then, one hand turned to hold the head that felt dizzy. Huh, tiring also realize the mind into writing. Thankfully I stayed focused. Minimizing the reality told is a little triggering second thoughts.

Her sense of sight was directed at Shiori, although the pale-skinned girl instantly switched to look at the clock standing behind. The three clock hands made of wood did not move and remained in the number four.

"Ah, I forgot to bring you a drink." Shiori quickly went and picked up a drink, leaving Ilfra who had moved to a sitting position: from the sofa to the black ceramic floor.

He quickly picked up the black pen that had been next to the book. After securing the position of sitting together, his hands immediately moved to write the contents of the mind that was buried.

𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘚𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘢, 24 𝘑𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘪. 𝘚𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘶𝘫𝘶𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮, 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘪𝘯. 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘫𝘶 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘵𝘶.

𝘛𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘪. 𝘙𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘶 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘨, 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘪 𝘫𝘢𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘶𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘶. 𝘔𝘦𝘴𝘬𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘵𝘶, 𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳-𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘶 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯. 𝘔𝘦𝘴𝘬𝘪 𝘵𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘱 𝘴𝘢𝘫𝘢, 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘩 𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘩𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘮?

Ilfra let out a long breath, read for a moment her writing and continued the finger dance with the pen.

𝘌𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘭𝘢𝘩, 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘪 𝘪𝘵𝘶? 𝘉𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘫𝘢, 𝘴𝘪𝘩. 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢. 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘯, 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘫𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘭𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪.

The pen was closed before it was placed on a black glass table, but the book remained open with the ink already dry. Shiori brought back a tray of two glasses of wine. Even if the contents of the two glasses of wine is just plain water.

"This is for you, Ilfra. The monster from Shikuro who lost his way was just once." Ilfra nodded and quickly moved her seat to the sofa. Shiori also sat on the sofa she had previously left behind, while enjoying the water like drinking wine.

"Thank you," Ilfra muttered with her echoing voice that made Shiori growled, but did not create any effect of injury on the body. When he drank the water, he thought for a moment.

𝘖𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨-𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘯. 𝘉𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘩 … 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘬𝘪 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮 𝘺𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘬𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘫𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘢.

Shiori looked at long ago the happy face of Ilfra—the girl in white clothes with a black jacket drenched in blood. His vision diverted to the book at the table, creating a sense of curiosity with what was written there. However, he realized that holding the question was not good, as long as the answer was in front.

"Can I see your writing?"

Ilfra put down her glass before returning Shiori's blind dead gaze. A short gust of breath was released, then one request he made as an answer.

"𝘉𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘣 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘭𝘶𝘬 𝘈𝘯𝘦𝘩?" 𝘠𝘢, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘭𝘶𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘩 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘶. 𝘔𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘪𝘯, 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘶𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘭𝘶𝘬 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘩 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢, 𝘴𝘪𝘩.

Ilfra set her smile as an expression of emphasis on demand. The pink-eyed girl looked at Shiori's slightly changed flat expression.

"Ehh? Emm, what ... You don't know where this is? What day, what time …." Shiori displayed a mocking expression, pretending not to know the condition of her guests. With his left hand showing the pattern of the letter 'V', he managed to make his interlocutor surly.

"Ahaha, okay, fine. The clue, a group of immovable creatures and inanimate objects on the plateau."

"𝘏𝘢𝘩?" 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘣𝘢-𝘵𝘪𝘣𝘢—

"The time is still the same as the time you came from, but this is a place where creatures cannot freely do evil," Shiori said, cutting off Ilfra's words and thoughts that expressed astonishment. He smiled broadly as he put his right foot on his left foot, then placed his empty wine glass.

𝘐𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘢. 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘪 𝘒𝘰𝘵𝘢 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘰. 𝘖𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨-𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘮𝘶 𝘪𝘵𝘶.

The girl with the ruby stone eye color was scratching her pink hair, sighing and eliminating the sense of wonder. All right, ignore his labile attitude. Unmoving creature, meaning .. tree. If a group of trees is called a forest. Dead objects may be buildings ….

"𝘛𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘶, 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘱𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘢?"

"Akh!"

The two glasses of wine on the table suddenly broke, joined by the cold air blowing gently beside the ears. One eyeball belonging to the corpse girl was released, creating a shocked attitude for Ilfra as the cause.

"Ah, sorry-sorry." Shiori quickly picked up her dropped eyeball on the table and set it up. Ilfra swallowed her own saliva, but not with a feeling of surprise.

𝘈𝘱𝘢-𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘪? 𝘉–𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘴? 𝘛𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬, 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘬𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘢, 𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘭𝘶𝘬 𝘪𝘵𝘶 ….

"Flame. Your monster's curse is quite strong as it turns out," Shiori screeched as she picked up the open notebook on the table. Just like before.

Not having a body. Ilfra resolved her paused mind over unbelief. Now, he remained silent looking at Shiori who was reading his writing in peace. Although discomfort had arisen within him, he could not forcefully take away the book that the owner had borrowed.

"Haah, my writing is still losing well as it turns out." The plain white-coated book was handed over to Ilfra, along with a flat expression displayed.

"To trust someone is difficult. I'm not a person, you know."

Ilfra was stunned with a foreign feeling that forced the shackles to freeze. He immediately received Shiori's handwritten book and looked at its contents. There was no change, except for the position of the girl who was now standing behind him.

"Ilfra. Actually I was just guessing, but it turned out to be true. You're that ..." - Shiori turned around and touched the short strands of Ilfra-"Reader, right?"

The window of the room was immediately open due to the strong wind mixed with snow. Shiori instantly took the action of closing the window, locking it up and ensuring an ever increasing blizzard.

"alright. I think you should enjoy your night here, Monster Man." Ilfra again swallowed the saliva as Shiori's netra revealed complete darkness, resulting in the appearance of memories from a few hours ago.

'𝘒𝘢𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘵, 𝘺𝘢, 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘒𝘰𝘵𝘢 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘰?'