[Witch's House Doujin] Exchange spells

She replied softly: "Okay then." She leaned over gently and left a parting kiss on Viola's face, and at the same time stuffed a small gift box into Viola's sweaty palm.

Viola looked at her in surprise, and Kelly finally couldn't hold back her smile: "You don't think I forgot, do you? Happy birthday, Viola."

II. Witch

friend?

We're friends?

The word plunged into her heart without any hindrance, and the pain gradually spread.The suppressed anger suddenly burned in Viola's heart, and the previous weakness and exhaustion disappeared in an instant.She felt her heart beating faster and faster, and her cheeks began to burn hot.

Eileen, how could she say that?

If Eileen only regarded her as a sacrifice to the devil, no different from those bones in the cellar, then she might only resent the devil living in the body of the black cat.But now, Ailian has taken everything from her, and now she still says that she is her friend?

Can we still be friends after all that has happened?How dare she...how could she still hold such a naive idea?

The original friendship was also completely wiped out at this moment, and Viola finally realized clearly that Aileen was a witch after all, a witch who would stab a dagger into the chest of the intruder without hesitation, and a partner of the devil.She always loved only herself, never loved Viola, and always only hid her conspiracy under a smile.

Viola gasped violently, and she felt her head start buzzing.The branch under her legs made a crisp and loud cracking sound, which made her stop her struggling movements.

She desperately saw Ailian who was standing not far away heard the voice, and turned her head nervously: "Who is it?"

Viola held her breath, though she knew it was useless.Being discovered is only a matter of time, Ailian will find her again, and then erase her without hesitation.

"Who is that? Don't play tricks! Get out of there!" Ailian's voice began to become firm, and Viola saw her hesitant expression, as if she was going to come here in the next second.

"Oh, I can't help it," said a boy's voice, and Viola nearly broke her own neck by turning her head so quickly.

A black-haired boy looked at her with a look of curiosity in his eyes. The most weird thing was that his whole body seemed to be soaked in blood.But he put his index finger between his lips as if he didn't feel the pain at all, and made a movement to silence Viola: "Stay here and don't move." Then the next second, he became panic-stricken Fell out from the grass.

Viola hid in the grass and watched the boy and Ailian deal with each other, and then quickly walked away.Ailian just stared at the tomb and the lilies placed on it for a while, and then walked out of the forest.

The forest sank into tranquility again, and Viola breathed a sigh of relief, her hands were so weak that she couldn't hold her body any longer, and she lay down on the grass.The fresh smell of grass leaves and the slightly fishy smell of earth penetrated straight into her nose, only then did she realize that her clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

"It was really dangerous just now." The boy's voice came from above her head, but Viola was too tired to move at all.She still kept her face down, and replied sullenly: "Anyway, thank you."

"need my help?"

Viola nodded slightly, and then she felt herself being pulled up by the boy.The black-haired and blue-eyed boy before had returned to his original calm and self-possessed look. He put her arm around his neck with a smile, and carried Viola's whole body weight on his shoulders.After touching the cold skin on the boy's neck, Viola trembled, but she still resisted the urge to withdraw her hand.

The young man asked understandingly: "Is there any question you want to ask?" He didn't seem to care at all about Viola's attempt to escape from the small bungalow, and his tone was still relaxed and even joyful.

There were many words stuck in her throat, and Viola didn't know how to answer for a moment.She hesitated for a long time before saying, "I never knew you could become a human, Mr. Black Cat." This kind of tone that sounds like it doesn't care about anything and is only black cat.Although Viola was so surprised that she couldn't even speak when she first saw it appearing in the image of a teenager.She just discovered that she would never be able to see through what the devil was thinking.

"Oh, I just borrowed a human body. The human body is really inconvenient at all. I will never understand how you can walk on only two legs."

"Is it... another corpse?" No wonder the boy's body temperature was as piercing as ice, and Viola couldn't even feel the beating of his pulse under his skin.

The boy tore open his blood-stained shirt, and Viola saw his wound on his chest, which was in the shape of a terrible tear, and the blood had solidified and turned black. "That's right. Back then, the boy wanted to explore the house, but Ailian easily manipulated the house and killed him."

The boy half dragged and half hugged Viola on the way back. He seemed to be more used to walking on the black cat's four legs, and he almost fell down with Viola several times. "Sorry." He said apologetically, "By the way, I forgot to tell you something. The rose is the life of the witch, and the magic power of the witch feeds the growth of the rose in the garden, so there is no way for the witch to leave that house. "

It turned out that the suffocating discomfort was just a warning for leaving the house too far.Viola was silent for a long time before asking dryly: "Do I have to stay in that room all the time?"

The young man laughed, and the corners of his mouth raised a beautiful arc: "What's wrong with that? That bungalow is much more interesting than you imagined. As long as you sit in the middle of the web like a spider, there will naturally be countless moths." You are scrambling to jump up. After you have learned the basics, we can naturally learn some more advanced magic."

Viola didn't answer, they walked through the garden full of red and blue roses in silence, and the door of the bungalow opened automatically with a "squeak" as if sensing their arrival.The boy supported her all the way up the stairs, and tucked her in the blanket thoughtfully.

"Have a good rest, Viola." The young man said softly, and he even bowed slightly to her before leaving the room filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Lying on the bed, Viola stared at the colorful ceiling, listening to the sound of the boy's footsteps going down the stairs gradually going away.The hope was shattered, which made her feel extremely tired, she was so tired that she couldn't even feel the anger.

She has only two choices.Either he died of illness in this bungalow, or he exchanged human souls and demons for medicines to delay the disease until he regained his original body.

Either way, it's not a happy ending.

The author has something to say: the black cat must be a cute boy!

aware

I. girl

With a sound of "poof", the candle flame was finally completely submerged in candle tears, and went out after flickering weakly for a few times.Viola slammed her head heavily on the table while her chest was drooping, and she woke up with a start, her eyes filled with tears from the pain.

The living room was pitch black, only faint moonlight came in from the window that was blown open by the wind at some point, and the light blue curtains fluttered in the cold wind.Viola shuddered and sneezed involuntarily. She got up slowly and moved her stiff hands and feet to change a new candle.The lighted candles were shaken by the wind, and a limited piece of light shone on the portrait of the blonde woman on the wall.

Viola raised her head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. The hour hand had already pointed to one, and the ticking pendulum echoed in the empty night.It was already the second day, and Viola gazed at the inky forest printed in the narrow square frame of the window, where there was an unfathomable darkness.

Dad hasn't come back yet, they are looking for Mrs. Anna's daughter in the forest until now there is no news.She thought of the boy she met today, who escaped from the witch's house.There was already a new witch there, and the poor girl had probably died by the witch's hands, and Viola knew clearly that what they were doing was useless.But she couldn't stop it.

All she could do was pray over and over that her dad didn't stray into that forest.Otherwise, she would be alone again.

Viola turned the candlelight brighter, wrapped the blanket tightly around her body and continued to stare blankly at the darkness outside the window.Time passed by every minute, and the cold fog invaded the muscles and bones little by little, and she even felt that her thoughts began to freeze.

When she finally saw a little orange light coming out of the forest, Viola woke up completely as if shivering.She stood up suddenly and stared at it, not even noticing that the blanket on her body had slipped to the ground.

The spot of light grew bigger and bigger, and with the sound of branches snapping, a shadowy black figure carrying a shotgun appeared from among the dense branches.Viola hurried to it and flung it open, and her father stood outside looking even more shocked than she was.

"Father, you are finally back! You are not in any danger, are you?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a long time before stepping in the door. He shoved the balls in his heart into the back pocket of his trousers in embarrassment, and said softly, "Are you still awake, Viola? It's already so late."

"I... I'm just worried about you, Dad