Sherry Diary

Vermouth_Search

"This helmet belongs to a girl. I can smell it" Sherry said, surprising Relly. Then Relly looked at Sherry with narrowed eyes.

"You don't like it? Is this head thinking of things?" asked Relly while knocking on the helmet that had been installed on his head slowly.

"What's? What assortment?" ask Sherry. Kelly smiled which means it's not good. This guy is thinking something that makes himself happy and makes Sherry anxious.

"You jealous?"

"What?! That's obviously impossible!" refute Sherry who made a shy hue on both of her cheekbones. Sherry's eyes twitched in confusion. This makes Relly's smile fluffy. [Previous episode ]

(I'm Sherry. A girl who has a strange fate. My soul was exchanged with another girl. Right now my soul is trapped in the body of a girl named Vermouth)

Because it was night, Relly stopped the search. "We'd better go home first. Tomorrow, back home from school we resume this search." Sherry breathed a tired sigh.

"It's not easy and it takes a long time. Aren't you tired of always having to accompany me in search of this truth?"

"No. I even want to keep looking piece by piece at this puzzle all day with you without breaking up."

"That's extreme. A full day with you without coming home?" Sherry rolled her eyes. For Sherry it's not fun but for Relly it's not. As described by her, Relly was very happy to accompany this girl. "We should go home. Your brain is so wrong." Relly just smiled as she thrust out the helmet.

"I'll bring you a new helmet tomorrow. No scent from anyone."

"I'm prank. That's not serious. Ignore. Don't think about it." Sherry needs to say four sentences of denial about it. He was surprised that Relly still remembered the origin of his mouth.

"... and I'm serious" said Relly. Sherry sees Relly seriously. The guy looked at Sherry.

"Whatever." Sherry looked the other way.avoiding Relly's gaze.

***

After school, Relly was really waiting for Sherry in the classroom when the class was over.

"Will you go out on the Rail? Or is there basketball practice? I don't remember training." Frans asked. Relly shook her head. "Then what, Rail? How do you stay in class? Tumben-tumbennya."

"I'm waiting for him" pointed to Shelly, who was busy working on something. Must have been an unfinished task just now. Frans glared in disbelief.

"Him?" Frans' hand also pointed towards Sherry who was twisting with her task.

"Yes. The hero needs guidance in doing his job."

"Hits champ? Oh... 'cause he's been fighting Edgar? Still his nanny?" Relly nodded with an amused smile hearing the question. He was like his guardian. When he passed out, the children were busy calling to Relly to help him. Frans mangosteen. He actually doesn't understand the direction of Relly's speech, but his smart brain plays. Trying to remember that Relly did openly admit that she was approaching the girl who always followed her. "Foolah. Continue in. I have to go home."

"OK," said Relly while raising one hand as a sign that had invited Frans to leave. His eyes looked at Sherry whose forehead was furrowed from working on a matter that seemed to be quite difficult for him. The school bell rings but Sherry still can't finish her math assignment.

The teacher of this subject gave Sherry leeway to keep working on the condition that it must be completed this afternoon and immediately collected at her desk. All because of Sherry who just got sick.

"Rel, I can't finish this task immediately. Comeoverhere. Help me," whined Sherry. It was actually not the spoiled whimper that emerged from those lips. But in Relly's ears like a cute plea. Kelly sat on the front bench of Sherry.

"Where?" ask Kelly attentively.

"This, this and this. It all seems to." Sherry pointed at those questions furiously. He is not very good and a little lazy to do the task.

"I'll teach you how to do it."

"No. That's too long. You better write the answer here so I can copy it easily." Sherry ripped the blank paper from her assignment book.

"You want to copy the answer?" Reload Relly. Sherry nodded. Absolutely sure. It even defeated a president who was so confident when making a decision.

"Are you like this?" ask Shelly while shifting the reading book to be read. She accepts Sherry's request to give her the answer key. Grabbing the bolpoint in Sherry's hand, then working on the empty paper that the girl has provided. Sherry flashes.

"What-like?" asked Sherry who was watching Relly's fingers to write down the answers on the paper easily and quickly.

"You don't care what people say about you. Your image." Sherry chuckles.

"I'm not an artist or an idol or anything like that. I don't need an image. Also... Isn't this not my body?" said Sherry. Feeling no high concern for the body shell that is being used. Shelly smiled as she wrote down the answer on paper. The young man was serious as well while working on this matter. Sherry was amazed to see those nimble fingers. Relly's brain is very diluted. He's a complete guy. Cool visuals, a handsome face and a watered-down brain. Is there no weakness in him?

"It has. Quickly copy this answer." Relly's hand thrust the answer paper to copy it. Sherry's smile expands. It also turned out to be close to this guy named Firely. Sherry deftly copied Relly's answers in her book.

"Next time do it yourself. It's also useful to you, if it can come back to your real body." Although Sherry did not notice, Sherry knew there was a sad tone tucked in this sentence. His ears hear well.

***

"We forgot one important cctv. We have to check the cctv on that traffic light pole." Relly pointed the cctv camera at the top.

"really. We should check that out. Isn't that getting harder because the cctv only belongs to the liaison service?" Sherry sees her happy at first, but becomes desperate.

"It's not hard to wear my connection." His words are very firm. Even so there was no indisputable haughty tone there. Which usually tucked easily inside the eyes of a rich man's son. Sherry looked at Relly. The guy's pulling out his phone. Pressing the call button. I don't know who. Relly turned her head towards Sherry who was looking at her. The young man's hands scooped Sherry's face in a fit of anxiety. "What are you looking at? Those eyes are like they want to swallow me whole." Relly smiled. Sherry just blinked and kept her face away.

"No." Sherry turned her eyes the other way.

"I'm glad I found you. Sherry's soul is trapped in this body." Relly rubbed Sherry's head without excuse. Sherry's mouth growled. As much as possible do not get used to feeling the touch of this guy.

"Erick, please check the cctv at the crossroads ...." Relly describes the intended location in detail. Well ... It's all very easy and easy if Relly told Erick to take care of everything, but it's going to happen very quickly. He can't enjoy alone time with Sherry.

After waiting for about half an hour, Erik had already given the information. It turned out that the cctv at the liaison service on that day was broken. Network's fucked. Cannot display images at all. The path to truth is cut off again. The next step is to meet one by one the outlet owners in the red light lineup. Maybe one of them has a cctv camera.

Asking each outlet to show the contents of their cctv footage on Relly and Sherry is not easy. They are very protective of their safety. But just hear show the card that seems to show the identity of Relly as a family of big businessmen, they believe and want to show their cctv.

Honey, their cctv turned out to be nothing but pure. Just put it on without turning it on. There are also those who turned out to be just cctv toys that look like they really are. The last time they entered a mini cafe read, pink love cafe. Seeing the name of this cafe only Sherry knows, that the feel of the cafe is full of soft colors. Sherry doesn't like that.

When the door was opened, shades of pink invaded their eyes.

"Very pink," murmured Sherry.

"You like her?" ask Relly.

"No. Absolutely."

"Well, that's you." Relly smiled. Such pleasure has made Sherry grimace at seeing those soft colors in gradation. A sister greeted them.

"Welcome.." said the brother kindly. Sherry and Relly smiled. "Aahhh, you came again apparently." It was like recognizing Vermouth's face.

"Do you know me?" sherry asked, blinking her eyes. Relly observed.

"I've seen you around here. Then you come in here just because I said, you can get the love of the person you like if you drink tea that contains love potions." The brother was very happy when he said that. A new form of promotion in selling and inviting people interested in the cafe.

"And I believe?" ask Sherry foolishly. The brother nodded with a smile. It was acceptable because it must have been the real Vermouth. Sherry took a breath.

"Didn't that come true? Isn't this the guy in the phone you showed me at the time." The big brother's finger pointed towards Relly. Is correct. But that's not true either. It used to be Vermouth, now it's Sherry. Relly glances. "Means the tea contains the love potion is potent. You've finally come back here with him, as you wish." The brother was proud and commented a smile.

Where possible.