I don't know the seriousness of the Eight Part Curse.
"Will the guardian force of Daikokuten dispel the ominous presence on me? Or should I get in touch with Dad..."
The girl sitting on the sofa furrowed her brows, pondering this.
Thinking like this for a while, Tsurumi Aoi suddenly felt something was off about the atmosphere at home.
Even in the air-conditioned room, the temperature seemed to drop abruptly.
The living room chandelier, originally bright and stable, now flickered like it had a loose connection.
Buzzing, buzzing—
The noisy electrical sounds cascaded from above, and the lighting flickered intermittently.
Apart from this, Tsurumi Aoi also heard the sound of dripping water.
Drip, drip, like a faucet not shut tightly, came clearly from the direction of the bathroom.
Soon, the dripping sound turned into a rushing water sound.
Turbid sewage flowed from under the bathroom door, casting subtle reflections in the alternating light and shadow.
Next.
