Curse Girl

Chapter 4.5: Just Dreams

𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘪… 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪. 𝘕𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘩𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘬𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘢, 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳-𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘩.

"Huh, it's up to you, old lady," Rena said as she turned and walked away. Liyana concluded a thin smile along with a hidden threatening expression, while Ilfra shook her head several times.

"Ah, I'm going first, yeah. I'm sorry if you were uncomfortable, bye."

After showing a warm look, Liyana also went after Rena with a cold expression. Ilfra was increasingly stunned and her astonishment became sparkling. Even so, he shook his head a few times due to those feelings.

𝘜𝘩𝘩, 𝘴𝘪𝘧𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘩𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘶𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘶𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘭𝘶. 𝘚𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘬 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘢— 𝘢𝘩, 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩, 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩!

Ilfra immediately set foot towards the destination—Shikuro First Middle School. He ended the view and mind focused on Liyana, also began to think of Rena. They both ….

On the other hand, Liyana stopped her steps and glanced towards Ilfra. He looked at the pink-haired girl for a moment before hearing another footsteps approaching himself.

"Oy, old lady!" call Rena right in Liyana's pointed-looking ears.

The blood-red eyes were directed directly at the caller. However, a cold look threatened him with a grin. He also exhales with the hand that pulls the ear of the interlocutor.

"You're looking to die, huh, with the Junior High? Self-conscious, Femboy!" hina Liyana with a voice that exceeded Rena's assertiveness.

The pain from the reddened ear was not ignored by the blond man. He held onto Liyana's wrist, which twisted her ear, then removed the mocking look on her face.

"What's wrong with that girl, Liyana Alystieryn—"

"Less Alyn, Damn Boy!" cut off the long white haired girl with the hand that took off Rena's grip. The breath was removed and the facial expression changed.

"We're talking about it somewhere else" Liyana said in a cold tone that stung Rena's hearing.

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A girl who is just in her teens enters the school district. The atmosphere of loneliness felt overwhelming as he walked down the hallway of the school. He had stopped for a moment and looked at his classroom which was no less silent.

Did I come too early? The girl tilted her head while closed, looking at the darkness that was in her eyes.

In silence, I am used to it. However, there is something strange besides my feelings about those two High School disciples. His mouth slowly opened and blew a hint of cold air in the room.

"Shine..,"-the girl's pink netra is open-"Low Creature."

The crack in the self instantly boomed throughout the body as the sense of sight had been used. His mind froze after assuming the shackles felt a strange chill. The girl finally sat down after believing her disbelief.

The classroom that was originally quiet became crowded with students. However, the students were already lying lifeless on the floor. Between the white clams and the white clothes of the students, there was a fishy red liquid that welled up.

𝘛𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬, 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬, 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬— 𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯? 𝘈𝘱𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯! 𝘈–𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 '𝘬𝘢𝘯? 𝘈𝘱𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪? 𝘈𝘱𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘬𝘶 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪? 𝘒𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘶!

"𝘚𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪, 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳—"

"𝘈𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢!"

The voluptuous cries voiced the girl over her fear, causing the reality she saw to change. The students lying covered in blood suddenly showed their true form—a black creature like a shadow of a human impersonator. Then, the colorless air form is the last form of these creatures.

𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘩, 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘪! 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘪! 𝘛𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘶! 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘶𝘬𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘶!

The classroom window instantly opened by itself, bringing forth a strong wind of tear-breaking. He voiced his sadness by covering his face, causing the ignorance of the class condition to be back quiet. Until the winter breath slowly whirled and called out the attitude of ending the cry along with his fear.

The girl immediately changed seats, from the floor to her seat next to the window. Tears are re-wiped with breath arranged to calm down. The cellphone he always carried was taken, to check how diligent he was.

𝘗𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘮 𝘥𝘶𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘶𝘩. 𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘭𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘪, 𝘺𝘢? 𝘒𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘳-𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘳, 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢. 𝘚𝘦𝘬𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘮 𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘵, 𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘭𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘪.

The cold annealed for the umpteenth time with a sizable melody, but it was calm and softening. The girl's short pink hair seemed to be caressed by it. Together with a smile that was done to eliminate the previous incident, the girl named Ilfra Alfyna Avylin chose to put her head on the table.

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𝘒𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘢𝘪, 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘢𝘩 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘢. 𝘑𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘩 𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩 𝘫𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘬, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘩𝘸𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘬𝘢𝘯.

This complicates things, thought the daughter who will have seven years of age tomorrow. He narrowed his eyes and patted his head gently with his index finger, hoping that an answer would appear afterwards.

"Uhh, I don't understand at all." The little boy immediately got out of his seat, and ran out of the room looking for help. "Dad, Dad. I want to ask for help."

Eh? Daddy's? The boy's vision was slightly widened. His feet chose to settle down and made themselves flinch in the living room.

"Sleepy kok? Where's dad going?" The boy looked the other way before stepping back. "Mother? Is mom home?"

Silent and quiet, that was all he saw in the kitchen room. Do you usually cook at this hour? Where's mom going?

The sound of the bell suddenly sounded, a little surprising and gave a sense of pleasure and calm at the same time. The girl quickly ran towards the entrance of the house, expecting the two figures she was looking for there.

"Dad, Mother! I—" The pink-colored Netra of the boy re-opened wide, but with different reasons. The entrance of a house blocked by a teenage girl is the reason.

The child was slightly stunned before voicing his curiosity. "Whose brother?"

There was no answer even though it was clear that the teenage girl's lips were slightly open for a moment. However, the child with short pink hair asked again. "Whose brother? Brother looks like me."

The teenage girl's hands began to clench, as well as her lower lip that was bitten strongly. Although the words of the child are true, that is not what makes the pink-eyed girl go silent forcibly.

"Aren't you quiet? What's up?" The little boy began to walk closer with a plain face that continued to be shown. The teenage girl looked terrified, until the open door shifted her focus.

"Eh, Dad, Mom!" The little boy immediately ran past the girl and hugged the legs of his parents.

"Well, Ilfra's looking for mom and dad, huh?" The father asked while crouching and stroking his son's hair.

"Father and mother went for a walk earlier, handing out cakes to neighbors. Sorry, yes, for not telling Ilfra earlier," continued the mother with a beautiful smile displayed.

"Ep. It's okay, really. But next time, take me too, yeah, hehe." Ilfra—little pink-haired boy short—smiles widely with closed eyes. He was happy to be with his parents, forgetting the figure of a teenage girl who was still standing to see him.

"ah! Kakan—" Shocked back alight in Ilfra while looking back. "Nothing is there?"

"Hem? Ilfra find what? Are there any guests?"

"Ah, there was an older sister standing here. Didn't you see him?"

"Mom didn't see it. Neither did you?" The father nodded in approval to the mother of his only child.

"There was! Really, that brother—" Ilfra was again surprised by the presence of a teenage girl who looked like her. However, an emotion of fear surfaced within him upon seeing the sharp object in the girl's hand.

"Sorry," she said, swinging the knife horizontally at the neck of Ilfra's parents.

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Surprise directly struck the bullet-tub piercing the body and soul. The shackles that choose to rest become awakened when the brain displays a dream. Irregular breathing, also thoughts that seem to be in conflict with the brain part of dreams and memories. Ilfra can only try to calm down over all that, whether for how many times.

What the fuck was that dream? Why do I...dream like that? Wh why? I didn't want to kill my parents. Tears that want to drip immediately rubbed, continued by the head twice.

𝘛𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘩, 𝘐𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘢. 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘬 𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘴 … 𝘣𝘶𝘢𝘢𝘯𝘨. 𝘗𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘺𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘬𝘢𝘯. 𝘐𝘯𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘬𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘩, 𝘫𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘪!

Once again, Ilfra felt pleasure from the breath of nature. The mind that is trying to relax is immediately realized. Although suddenly, a glimpse of the shadow of the memory of the white-haired girl and the blond man appeared.

𝘔𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘬𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘶𝘢 … 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘚𝘔𝘈 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘰, 𝘺𝘢?