After hearing my words, she didn't answer me but quickly moved before me and laughed at my flush face. Her constantly laughing around me and the flipped heart tender to peace. My mind is back, I only felt like 'What the heck is going on here?' I supposed it should be a horror story or a murder night, how could it become like that??? She noticed I was totally out here and stopped laughing and said while rubbing her eyes that were tearing up from laughing at the sight of me making a fool of myself. "Haha, I haven't had that much fun in a long time, thank you, little cutie." Is it really so funny, this is a normal reaction of a man, okay! "A person who has been alone for a long time, whether a little thing or not will be attractive, honey." "How did you know what I was thinking." Isabella saw my astonished expression, and the face that could not easily stop smiling smiled again and said. "Little cutie, you've written what you're thinking on your face." I fell into a deep thought
Quiet, the whole room suddenly became silent, and now even if a needle fell to the ground, the sound of the needle falling could be heard. Isabella, who was still laughing at first, changed her face in a second, with a severe expression. Looking at me, this sudden change scared me, did I ask a question that shouldn't be asked? Damn, the look in her eyes is too scary, fuck I shouldn’t ask that question I desperately imagined that could she just ignore me like I had never asked, Isabella's green pupils turned blood red unknowingly, and the temperature in the room began to drop slowly with the changes at the same time. I felt the falling temperature as well and noticed that there must something terrible happened, so I said to her: "Well, Miss Isabella, if it's hard to say you could just ignore me will be alright." Isabella, who had been silent at first, suddenly interrupted me, then changed back to her sloppy appearance at the beginning and said: "Weirdness is the result of the unwilli
I don't know how long it took. Still, the diary began to return to its original look, and everything was as if nothing had happened. Isabella on the desk was not affected by the changes in the diary, and was still lying on the desk like a kitten."What the hell is going on here, Isabella? Are you there?" This is probably the third time that I have encountered strange things since I crossed over, the original owner met, Abyssal Church, Thousand Faces, Freyja and Donald because he was looking for his father, and I travelled over here and met Isabella just after I inherited my memories. I thought I could live an everyday life in this world, but who expected to inherit not only the memories of the original owner, feelings, family, and the obsession to find out the truth? There is a voice in my heart constantly urging me to find out the truth, find out the truth. I decided that no matter how it will be, I should go to the Green Mist forest. When I came to this world, I had never had time
In front of the dressing table after making up her hair, Isabella hurriedly went downstairs, should be for the arrival of that person today to start making preparations, and I just looked at her with confusion. It was all fake, not real. At first, Isabella went to the kitchen, then she went from the kitchen to the living room in a hurry, but with a cleaver in her hand, and when she arrived in the living room, Isabella put the chopper on the sofa and went back to the second floor, this time to her parents' room on the second floor, and I followed behind her all the way. As soon as Isabella entered the room, she stopped in front of a chest of drawers. And I waited for her at the door, and when I saw her, she still didn't move. I followed up to see what happened to Isabella. I saw Isabella looking at a revolver in the chest of drawers with a perplexed expression. As if she was making a decision, she finally brought the pistol with her. It was a Colt 1860 revolver, but the difference was
Isabella POVOkay! The gun is ready, just wait for that person to come... Sister, mother, and father, where the hell are you going?"Knock, knock, knock."" Hey Isabella, is it ready? It's cold outside."Is it my sister? But isn't it April? How can it be cold outside? Forget about it, it's good that she is back."Here comes Eleanor, open the door now!"Finally, finally, someone came home, just open the door, that's good, open the door, she is outside."Don't open it!!!""Who!"What's going on, why is there a stranger in the house, is it the doctor, wasn't I in the living room? How am I in front of the door now? Calm down first, I remember correctly, it was my sister who just told me to open the door, and then, then I was in front of the door, after that I heard the voice behind me telling me not to open the door, but there was no one behind me, what the hell happened."Isabella! I'm right in front of you, only you can't see me, I called Eren is the future occupant of this house, thing
PrequelTennessee is one of the music meccas of the United States. Different musicians were born in this city, but this is not a musical story; it is a scary story or a horrible story.Eren was born into a wealthy and happy family, but it didn't last long. At the age of 6, his parents died in a car accident, and Eren became the "hidden treasure" in the eyes of all his relatives. Eren's uncle John was always the gentlest person in the family. Eren was close to him; when he expressed his wish for Eren to live with them, he even felt a touch of home for the first time since his parents passed away. But the final story is that Eren was abandoned in an orphanage.After a period in the orphanage, young Eren was adopted several times. Still, in the end, everything returned back to the beginning.But this did not make him a loner. In fact, after all these experiences, Eren became silent but better at observing the minds of people around him and has a mature sense that others of his age do n
Eren POV"Thank you, Dean Lee, for taking care of me these past 12 years." I looked at the old man across from me; he was the shelter of my twelve years of an uprooted life. This voice of thanks is really from the heart. He was not young, already gray-haired, but his eyes were clear and well-dressed. He had always been unsmiling to others but had always taken extra care of me as if I had been a kind neighbor as a child.Hearing my words, he sounded a little anxious and said to me, "Eren, all this is what we should do. You are a good boy, but do you really not consider continuing to live here? Although you're already eighteen, you just need to hang out here as an employee. You don't have to worry about it.""Thank you for your kindness, but I still wish to chase my dreams and I know that the orphanage isn't that well funded, right?" 'I know, but...' Dean Lee's words were halfway through, and his eyes were full of worry as he looked at me.I patted his hand and said gently, 'It's okay
Eren POV Tennessee, USA 01.01.2018 God is compassionate to the world, and strong prayers are fulfilled. Is it God's compassion or random probability? But what is certain is that the place where the hero who saves lives should go is heaven and not here. "They said they will do it. It has just been three days after the tragedy… I know you can't take it, but how could you investigate there alone… I can't imagine what if I lost both of you, how could I go on with it… Father has gone… "Who's talking there? Ehhh…I can't move…Who am I… My head…" Maybe my soul did not get used to the new body, or the original master of the body had been injured, but I was totally messed up at that time. I could not overthink… She jumped over and hugged me, the fresh aroma came to me, I felt her crying in my arms trembling lightly, her thin body seemed like a wind, but who was she, I sat frozen in a tight hug by her, I do not know but why do I feel so familiar with her... The sudden headache brought all