Curse Girl

Chapter 7: Memory

I ... don't remember. Sorry, Lina. He wrote Ilfra in the book he used to communicate.

Lina was silent for a moment looking at Ilfra who continued to lower her gaze. I haven't asked since we sat here five minutes ago. Is your mind still out of control, Ilfra?

I'd better tell you later, Lina's mind as she moved away from the sofa.

"I'll get a drink first." Ilfra nodded with a vision still staring at the floor. His mind re-created regret.

𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢? 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘬 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘓𝘪𝘯𝘢? 𝘗𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘓𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘺𝘢.

𝘈𝘬𝘶 … 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳.

"You're not a monster. Don't think like that, Ilfra." The pink-eyed girl immediately turned her attention to the friend.

Two glasses of red drinks were placed on the table. After taking a sitting position, the blue-eyed girl again said.

"Drink, I'll explain what my question means."

Ilfra nodded and immediately picked up the drink in front of her. For a moment, he hesitated a little as a result of smelling the smell of the drink. Lina who noticed it slightly took a breath.

"You want it, don't you? That's why you feel that I'm a threat?" Ilfra was even more stunned as her eyes seemed to be forced to look at Lina.

Lina's gaze which usually looked flat now looked cold and sharp. He immediately removed the rejection in himself and drank the red liquid.

Although Lina's blood can relieve the weakness in my body, still .. ukh. The sound of the glass Ilfra placed sounded quite loud. This will only add to my desire for 'it'.

Ilfra turned her eyes back to her friend. With an expression that held back negative emotions, he began to describe the girl before him. Lina ... is really expression now, just like it used to— eh?

Lina smiled faintly looking at Ilfra's surprised expression. "It seems your memory has begun to return."

The pink-haired girl immediately picked up the book and pen on the table. Without taking a long time, he immediately wrote a question due to the picture of the events in his head.

𝘈𝘱𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘪?

Now, the long white-haired girl is wide-eyed. The sharp gaze directed at him slightly created vigilance. Slowly, calmness began to gather within and move him to speak.

"I'll explain it at dinner later," Lina replied as she left Ilfra in the living room with distrust.

I ... hate this. Ilfra sat down while clenching both hands and lowered her head.

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The night sky seemed to turn a little blue due to the sparkle of stars. Although the moon is not visible, a thin smile still concluded Ilfra. He let the night light into the room he was in.

𝘚𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘥𝘪 𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘓𝘪𝘯𝘢. 𝘏𝘢𝘢𝘩, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘱𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘮. 𝘐𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘬-𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘬.

The ilfra expels air from its mouth, causing a condensation process to be created. I have to calm down first, only after that—

"𝘔𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘯𝘶𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘮𝘶."

The girl who was engulfed in the chaos of thought stopped her intention to talk. He almost opened his mouth when he heard the whisper. Go ... don't make me a monster ….

Suddenly, a sense of sadness was immediately released. He tried to sit quietly on the bed, but instead suffered from emotional turmoil. His emotional control seemed to be lost during the fleeting appearance of memories.

𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘴? 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘬𝘢𝘯? 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪 𝘪𝘯𝘪, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘯𝘺𝘢 …. 𝘐𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯-𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘶𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘪 … 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘺𝘢! 𝘈𝘬𝘶 … 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘺𝘢.

"If you're thirsty again, I've put it in the desk drawer. Hopefully you can take it, Ilfra," said Lina choosing to leave Ilfra alone in her room. At first who wanted to go in there ended up going away.

I was wrong to let him lock himself up, but …. Lina stopped her steps and looked back at the room door. Only he himself has to make a decision.

"Lina." Surprise approached Lina before she could turn around.

It was seen that the door of the room was opened and revealed the figure of Ilfra there. A serious expression with a mouth that left traces of blood displayed the pink girl.

"Quickly explain what you mean," Ilfra said in a voice that was deliberately diluted, but still clearly heard in the minds of her listeners—Lina.

His words were more controllable this time. Lina concluded a thin smile before nodding. "We're going to the living room first."

After arriving at the living room, Ilfra and Lina sat opposite each other. The two looked at each other for a moment before Lina started the conversation.

"This is your book and pen. I'm sorry that I picked up and saw the contents without your knowledge. " Watching Lina's flat expression calmed down a little Ilfra who felt a lack of blood. His sight slightly glanced at the book and pen on the table, then back at Lina's sparkling blue eyes.

"I don't add to it or do anything but look at it. You can take my blood if something changes there," continued Lina—girls like flowing water— in a serious tone. Ilfra almost opened up her negative thoughts because of her changing attitude.

Soon he took a pen and book to produce a question-pitched writing. Then, he showed by making the book cover half his face. Leaving only a pair of pink eyes that stared intently at the interlocutor.

𝘈𝘱𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘶 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘪, 𝘓𝘪𝘯𝘢?

𝘈𝘱𝘢 … 𝘬𝘢𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘣𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘬𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘶𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘭𝘶?

Lina's vision expanded as additional questions were written on their own in the communication book. However, he chose to answer the pink-haired girl's question, restraining his curiosity for the oddity.

"It's more or less like that, though it's actually .. I want you to remember one thing in the past."

One thing? Ilfra's mind was again written on the book in blue ink, adding to the curiosity Lina harbored.

The breath was slowly released by Lina. "Have you really locked yourself away for two weeks, Ilfra?"

The silent atmosphere greeted for quite a while after Lina asked a question. One short word Ilfra muttered as an end, because the mind would not be written in the book.

"Yes." Yeah." I was completely asleep for two weeks, Lina. Closing his eyes, Ilfra placed her book on the table, along with a pen that had become cold.

There was no comment from Lina, whereas Ilfra chose to go back silent. The indifferent attitude he gave to the effect of Ilfra's mind-altering voice. Before deciding to leave, he spoke again.

"Can you teach me how to cook? I haven't cooked dinner yet."

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𝘗𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮, 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘢 𝘑𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘪. 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘢𝘬𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘪 𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘶 𝘬𝘰𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘪, 𝘥𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘱 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘥𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯. 𝘉𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘫𝘢 ….

Ilfra shows her neutrality in the book that brings out the inner content. For a moment, he closed his eyes before looking towards the blue-eyed girl.

"What's up, Ilfra?" Lina asked with a fixed gaze focused on the mobile phone screen. Not spared also his fingers that pressed and shifted the screen quickly, resulting in an understandable expression on Ilfra's face.

"It's nothing." The silent attitude instantly attached itself to Lina as the sound of Ilfra's roaring entered her brain. He immediately directed his eyes at the voice producer, staring and paying attention to the look displayed.

"Ilfra. Are you …."