My Soul: Story of Shinigami
Next Work
Kontan Prilly grabbed her bottle of orange juice and doused Jessie's pretty face with the orange liquid until her hair and face got wet. Jessie was in shock unable to speak but clearly from the radiance of her eyes she was furious. His eyes were red and his lips trembled withstanding the insults he was prepared to throw at Prilly. No one ever dared him even water him with a bottle of 5000s orange juice like that. Obviously Jessie could not accept that she left the classroom without a word while wiping her sticky hair.
“Dead you.” The Queen's hiss looked at Prilly with her cynical gaze. Only after the three passed did Prilly sigh regretfully. Why is it so stupid that he acts.
“So you watered Jessie with orange juice? Crazy you Prill. Crazy.” Cerocos Hana was in disbelief when the two walked out of school.
“He first anyway, time pull my collar, yes I'm surprised.”
“Great for you. I'm proud of you.” Hana hugged Prilly's neck as if Prilly had just performed an extraordinary feat in her life.
“Ya potent Han, I do not nagapa\-ngapain even now so horrified to squirm his eyes that are like a crocodile kelaperan. I'm going to be sick tomorrow.”
“Hah? Wh why? It must be dong's responsibility. Running away from that reality is a cowardly and shameful attitude. Face Prill's life. Don't run or hide. Not good.”
“Iya anyway but cringe ah.”
“I exist for you Prill.”
“Still Yes Han.” Prilly takes Hana to the parking lot. After Hana passed with her bike, Prilly was worried again.
“you why the hell?” ryota asks when she sees Prilly training with ogah\-ogahan. Ryota is a good person, he is busy but there is always time to see Prilly train. Although the actual new physical exercise is not an actual exercise but it is always attentive.
“No what\-what.” Prilly said chugging the cold drink Ryota gave her.
“Lari 11 rounds you resigned really. Kan usually protest first cake, what cake.”
“No mood aja mo protest ends\-ends even scolded Alian.” Prilly glanced at Alian sitting under a tree while playing with her phone.
“You have a problem?” ask Ryota full of probes.
Prilly smiled forcefully and shook her head. Ready to get me on assignment? But extreme rada. If Alian is his duty lightly use the cold wind. If I'm different again.”
“Duty of the angel of death too?”
“Ya is the same.”
“It's up to you to name what. Yuk, still strong right?”
Prilly thinks for a moment, rather than being confused and confused about tomorrow, maybe he better join Ryota who knows he can forget the annoying events of today. Prilly nodded following Ryota.
“We go first yes.” Ryota's Pamit to Alian. The young man took a quick glance at Prilly then nodded his head indifferently. Again\-again Prilly must ask Ryota to ride a motorcycle like most humans. He was still traumatized the other day Ryota flew his bike like a trance. Ryota must obey.
The motor stopped at a deserted house on the edge of town. His house is old and overgrown with wild plants in his yard. Several people were seen gathering in the front as if waiting for something.
“Name Ki Jorobo. He's one of the magicians around here. Soon he will have to be ushered in.”
“Hell?”
“Allying with the devil is what he always does. If his spirit reaches the atmosphere, do you know what will happen?” Prilly nodded in understanding. Both just stand outside. Ryota clasped Prilly's hand tightly. Draining the white array covered the entire body of the girl. Both cannot be seen by ordinary people.
“Not logged in?” prilly asked Alian, who was waiting for the patient in the room.
“Danger if rohya comes out and we get too close.”
“My squeeze is not good. Didn't call any other Jigoku members?”
“Ngak what\-what, it feels like I can finish by myself. You see it but don't deket\-deket. I don't want you why\-why. Okay?”
“Oke.” Prilly held her index finger together to her thumb. A few minutes later came a cloud cover the area along with the wind suddenly blowing wild uncontrollably moving every branch and bamboo stems that grow a lot of horror tone that makes the fur to sit stand up.
“It's time.” Ryota said in a serious tone looking at the reot cottage. The people\-people who had gathered had entered while shouting the death of Mbah.
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