How to survive in a world full of weird talk [Comprehensive fear]

The nanny sighed: "Yes, the old man often sits here and looks at this picture."

Sidelle looked at the black-and-white photos on the table, but before realizing what it was, Janet slowly explained to the two children: "My mother has been away for five years, and it was also caused by a car accident."

She sighed, and her exquisite face was tinged with sadness: "When the accident just happened, my father couldn't accept it, and he kept clamoring that he could see my mother beside him, until he saw a psychiatrist for a long time , After taking a lot of drugs, the situation slowly eased. After finding a nanny to take care of him, this situation never happened again."

"It's just that after he was paralyzed, his temper became worse and worse." Janet rubbed the space between her brows with a little fatigue. "The first nanny soon left... This is the seventh one now."

Sidelle: "..."

She stared at the black-and-white photos on the table. The woman in the photos had a gentle smile, her long curly brown hair was scattered behind her back, and her eyes were staring faintly ahead, as if she was alive.

Sidel blinked, and suddenly saw the woman's eyeballs seem to move slightly, but she looked carefully, and found that it was only her illusion...

It's an illusion... What a ghost!

The person in the photo definitely moved just now! !

Sidelle: ...

If she said she wanted to leave now, could she take Louise and Janet away with her?

Obviously not.

Janet glanced at the living room, frowned and looked at the nanny: "The smell in the room is too strong, let's clean it."

"Yes," the nanny nodded with a low eyebrow. "The old man has been incontinent a lot lately... I've been cleaning it all the time, but the smell is still quite strong. I'm going to clean it again now."

Janet said "Yes", and was quite satisfied with the nanny's attitude: "Which room is my father in? I'll go and see him."

The nanny said, "The old man is in the bedroom."

Janet walked towards the bedroom, before telling Sidelle and Louise: "You guys sit on the sofa for a while, remember to call the nanny if you need anything."

Sidelle put her arms around Louise and whispered to her: "If I don't want to live here, can I leave?"

Louise was stunned: "Of course, Sidelle. But now mom may not be in time to send you back."

"Why do you want to go back?" She asked blankly, thought for a while and said, "Is it because I'm afraid that my grandfather has a bad temper? It's okay, I can stand in front of you, and you don't have to talk too much with my grandfather."

Sidelle: "...It doesn't matter."

She glanced at the woman in the photo on the case table, and thought: I may not be afraid of your grandfather, but your grandmother...

Sidelle hesitated to speak, and finally said: "If I leave now, can you be with me?"

Louise looked confused: "But, I came here specially to visit my grandfather. Besides, my mother hasn't seen my grandfather for a long time. She will definitely not leave. Maybe I can only take a taxi to take you back."

She waited and watched the sky outside: "It's so late now, it may not be safe to take a taxi."

Sydel: "...Okay, I see."

If she was here alone now, Sidelle would have slipped away long ago.

However, looking at the bewildered little girl in front of her, it was impossible for Sidel to leave her here.

She could only reach behind her back and feel for her crowbar.

——After terminating Freddy, Sidelle, who returned to Louise's home, found that the iron claw gloves in her box were missing.

But the crowbar is still there.

...So Freddy's body turned out to be the Iron Claw Glove?

Sidelle was lost in thought.

She hadn't discovered the use of the crowbar brought out of the dream at that time.

Until the third day when Louise went back to her room to sleep and Sidelle spent the night alone.

After she turned off the light and went to bed, she felt a cold hand on the bed.

She turned over in her sleep, and unconsciously felt a cold touch. Sidelle opened her eyes drowsily, and saw a human hand on her pillow in the dark.

She woke up instantly, thinking it was Freddy who appeared again, and then belatedly remembered that Freddy's ashes had been thwarted by her.

...So what is this hand?

Sidelle looked up the human hand, and found that the arm of this hand was as long as it was, protruding from the corner of the wall twisted in a strange posture.

The hand protruding from the wall gently groped on the pillow, touching Sidel's hair.

Sidelle drew back her hair indifferently, stood up and stared at it silently, and saw its slender arms twist suddenly as if it had epilepsy, and frantically moved towards Sidelle, as if trying to grab her.

Sidelle had no expression on her face, but she was very irritable in her heart because she was disturbed to sleep in the middle of the night.

Just when she was thinking that it would be nice if she had a tool at hand, a crowbar suddenly appeared in her hand.

Sidelle: ...?

She looked at the crowbar in her hand strangely, remembering that she had clearly pressed it to the bottom of the box, but at that time, rather than digging into the origin of the crowbar, Sidelle wanted to get rid of the staff quickly and continue to sleep.

She picked up the crowbar skillfully, and after a while of crackling, she finally realized that she might not be able to hit the crowbar, so she shrank back with her arms covered in bruises.

In order to prevent this hand from bleeding and staining the sheets, Sidelle also thoughtfully changed the direction of the sharp end of the crowbar.

Sidelle got out of bed barefoot, leaned on a crowbar and squatted in the corner of the wall, thinking about digging to see if she could find anything.

But remembering that this was at Louise's house, she still dismissed the idea with a little regret.

After this, Sidelle discovered——

As long as she wants this crowbar to appear, the crowbar will appear in her hand immediately.

...It's really a magical and practical ability.

Sidelle recalled the flower arrangement, piano, dance and other courses her parents had chosen for her, and looked at the crowbar of unknown material that could appear in her hand at any time, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

In short, it seems that I didn't grow up according to my parents' expectations at all, and it seemed to be developing in a strange direction.

She could even imagine that when she met a pervert in the future, she rolled up her sleeves cursing and went up with a crowbar.

Although... Sidelle herself thinks this ability is quite good.

Just, would a crowbar be useful for physically attacking ghosts?

Or should we hope that the old lady will not attack Janet and Louise for the sake of blood relationship.

Sidel fell into self-doubt, and suddenly realized that she, an outsider, seemed to be the one who should leave...?

Janet had already pushed the wheelchair out. The white-haired old man in the wheelchair had sunken cheeks, a haggard face, and dull eyes. He stared straight ahead in a daze, his legs covered with a thin blanket.

Janet parked the wheelchair in front of Louise: "Dad, this is Louise, next to her friend Sidelle, they are all here to see you."

The old man rolled his eyes, and cast his eyes on Louise as stiffly as a marionette, while Sidelle watched with a chill in her heart.

... This old man seems to have completely lost his vigor and vitality.

"...Oh," he responded slowly, blinked, and said slowly, "It's Louise, I haven't seen you for many years."

Janet laughed: "Isn't this why you kept saying that you missed me and Louise a few years ago? I was really busy at that time, and I couldn't come to see you. Now I'm finally free and come to accompany you for a few days."

Janet was really busy, and during the summer vacation, Sydel didn't see her resting at home for a few days.

Louise followed and nodded hastily: "Grandpa, my mother and I came to see you specially."

It was supposed to be a warm and harmonious scene, but no one could have imagined the old man's reaction in the next moment.

The old man, whose appearance could be regarded as kind at first, but with a slightly strange expression on his face, suddenly snorted coldly: "Who wants you to come and see me?"

"Come and see me now," the old man's voice was not loud, but rather sharp: "What's the use?"

He seemed a little excited when he said this, and coughed after he finished speaking. The sound of coughing echoed in the somewhat empty house, and the nanny who was wiping the floor with a rag not far away paused slightly.

"Dad, what do you mean?" Janet frowned in displeasure, then remembered something, and sighed faintly: "I just got divorced at that time, and there were many urgent matters at work, so I couldn't get away from it."

The old man snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and seemed unwilling to speak again.

Louise looked at Janet timidly, not knowing what to do.

Janet seemed to have nothing to do, she was silent for a moment, and the atmosphere in the living room froze for a moment.

In the end, the nanny who finished cleaning came to the old man Craigie, and spoke to Janet with a smile: "The old man has such a temper, and you know it. You see, it's getting late now, and the doctor told the old man not to go to bed late... "

She was a little embarrassed: "How about I put the old man to sleep first, and you and the two girls sit outside for a while, and I will clean up your room."

Craigie kept his eyes closed, and Janet had no choice but to nod his head in agreement if he didn't speak.

"Wait," before the nanny pushed the old man away, he suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the desk, and said, "Give me the photo."

Craigie pointed to the black and white photo of the woman on the desk.

Janet remained silent, stepped forward to take the photo and put it in the old man's arms.

The nanny pushed the old man away, and he didn't say a word to Janet in the end.

Janet, who was reprimanded by her father, didn't seem to be in a good mood. She sat down on the sofa a little tired, staring at the front with empty eyes.

Louise huddled against Sidelle, and Sidelle rubbed her head comfortingly, looking at Janet, full of doubts in her heart——

The atmosphere of this home is too weird.

A nanny who seems friendly and responsible, but sneaky.

The moving woman in the black and white photo.

An old man who has been lonely and widowed for a long time, but has an indifferent attitude towards the children who come to visit.

Sidelle thought of the nanny who had always made her feel strangely out of place, and couldn't help looking at Janet.

Janet couldn't fail to see the weirdness of the nanny, could she?