For You Who Do Not Look In The Eye

Chapters 16. I'm the Visitor

"Eh? Isn't this the same scene? So, why am I so late to realize this? Let it. But wait, if only I hadn't given the key to myself, wouldn't I have just snatched away his happiness? What I just did, my God! It's outrageous. I why?"

Vicktor lost something in him that made him realize it was useless. Making another family broken to get what family, it's a shame. Either way it was wrong, Vicktor tried to reclaim what had been given.

Tomorrow morning, keeping a flea shop is not a bad thing. That means no one stopped by, just parents or even students who want to observe as a reference task that stopped by there.

"I'd better get ready. Old grandpa it's your turn to look after this shop."

Clothes are ready, disguise as yesterday was not spared to wear. Vicktor wants to reclaim the key he gave him. His identity must be completely sealed, mimicking a chameleon trying to trick its prey.

The knocking of the door starting from three beats alone is enough to wake someone from inside the house. Well, it's quite more than curious enough who the person behind that door might have known. He opened the door unattended and began to say hello, he felt strange to Vicktor who was wearing a jacket when the weather was clear.

Vicktor realizes it and it is his fault, trying to replicate it as the first flea shop that made him suspicious from the start.

"Is that thing on you?" Vicktor asked for a key given yesterday.

"What do you mean?" It turns out that he himself is more sensitive to danger.

"Don't joke you must have it that I gave you.... " Vicktor was stricter than usual, intending to give him the thing faster.

"I think you're pretty arrogant today, I forgot to keep that thing ... Can you wait a minute?"

Vicktor felt regret afterwards, the plan to retake failed miserably. Vicktor could not guess himself when he was the same person, his shadow, even his soul and body, his whole possession. Even looking at the glass to see our own form, we can not take into account what we do, what thoughts are in it. Even wondering, who are you? on glass.

Vicktor sees Amelia going to the back of the barn, of course he knows very well what she is doing, he goes to hide from all kinds of evil and ugliness. He knew he taught him himself.

"It must be quite troublesome right, when his daughter woke up wanting to go to the toilet? Maybe she's dreaming of something?"

"Hmm, what does that mean?" He's hooked, Vicktor must convince him wholeheartedly to reclaim it.

"Well, I mean has he met his mother?" the words came out of Vicktor's mouth straight without any twitch.

Suddenly he was shocked as if he saw a demon in front of his face, he was not afraid, he was furious. Vicktor made another mistake. He was even confused as to why it happened. Hadn't he witnessed all of those scenes but not a single word made him feel confident.

Fate was so cruel as if he was covering reality according to his will, the world was not so fair to the one who was suffering. But it is fair to those who are. Why is life so tragic when compared to ants who roam the house just to swarm a grain of sugar, do they also think it is unfair.

Vicktor finally got hit after what he said. Even words can make him do anything for a loved one, like he does anything even if he has to sacrifice the lives of others.

Amelia who heard the commotion came out to look. He glimpsed Vicktor's face and was confused as to why his father was two. His legs were stunned to grab but was forced to obey his father's words to go to escape. Vicktor could not even resist seeing his cute and petite daughter who was unfamiliar towards his face.

"Ha Ha Ha!"

The patrolling police suddenly arrived after a few minutes of Amelia's exit. Vicktor realizes it and goes on the run before being caught into the dark inner forest and strangely there is a small hut with lights on.

you call her, smart kid, you're smart Amelia. I want to see you again that day, in the same place, on the same day.

Suddenly in the hut hissed, the friction of the leaves was so terrible in the forest. Something terrible came out he had no eyes yet calmly walked over as if he saw it clearly. He approached Vicktor and gave him a Shotgun in his arm.

"If you want to meet your family, regroup in one family, you have to kill yourself."

He may have lost his mind and begun to hallucinate, it could have been a side effect of the original key he brought from Egypt. Whatever it is, a new plan to come back this time around Vicktor wants to make his one self completely vanish without end. Provoked by an unknown man who even thinks of him as a supernatural being who answers all the questions in his life.

"Why? Why do you know?"

"You'll know for yourself."

Vicktor didn't leave right away preferring to spend the night with a strange old man who was alone in the forest. Local police will inspect the entire place, especially the various antique flea shops that are the main target. Being a police fugitive is scarier than being a death fugitive who is ready to snatch anyone, meaning anyone can die suddenly.

"Why should I kill myself?"

"To be yours."

"Is it because I have two?"

"That's because you're so many, you have to kill yourself to disappear everything and go back to the beginning of everything."

Vicktor thinks killing someone is sadistic enough that he must kill people in his own form, the strange and blind old man's words may not make sense but this strange world is all a kind of confused replica proving who is the real thing between you and me.

Did anyone ever think that I was you and you were me. From the beginning when talking about it was a little confused. If we do something bad, it will be labeled as a bad human being, not its own form. Why do people offend each other and what they do is bad. Something useless, so I need to kill me to look good in people's eyes.

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