[Witch's House Doujin] Exchange spells

Alive, so I saved her from the fire; She wanted to go home, so I gave her this house; She wanted to be healthy, so I got the crow to give her slowing medicine; She wanted Got family, so I found you and taught her this exchange spell.Oh, I'm sorry—" The black cat said with a little panic, very sincerely, "I didn't mean to say something that made you think bad things.I just want you to know that I can be trusted. "

The severe pain from every joint in her body finally made Viola sit back on the bed uncontrollably.She was dizzy, and asked with some breathlessness: "After you have concealed so many things from me, do you think I will still trust you?"

"Why not? You humans pray to God when you make a wish, right? But ah, God doesn't exist at all. You say that as long as you believe in God, you can get salvation. But if God really exists, love Lian's illness can be cured." The black cat tilted its head and said easily in a tone so innocent that it made people feel cruel.

"However, we demons do exist. And we are very willing to help the witch realize her wish. The price is only the soul of her kind. This is really a very good deal. We are more reliable than your human gods, aren't we? , that illusory image constructed from your own imagination?"

"But God wants us to do good things, and you...you are leading us to sin."

The black cat laughed coldly: "That's because he doesn't understand how hard you are living. I mean, who cares about other people when you can't even survive yourself? Viola , if you think we are evil, you should have understood from the very beginning what price you will have to pay to save you. But at that time, you didn’t care at all, did you?”

The devil wants human souls, and the more the better.She should have known, but because she stubbornly wanted everything to be better, she persuaded herself not to think about the price she had to pay.Don't think about it so it doesn't happen.This is her excuse to avoid reality.

Is that right?

Viola just sat motionless on the bed, hiding her face in the shadow of her bangs.The black cat waited patiently for a while, and stood up after making sure that Viola would not answer any more.

"...How do you make me believe you?"

The black cat stopped. "What?"

Viola covered her eyes, her shoulders trembling violently could not relieve any pain. "Everyone has a dark side, not just Eileen. I know this very well, and I don't want to deny it... But why do you insist on digging it out? Because for you, I am not a qualified witch, so Are you going to use this method...to make me become like Eileen? That kind of reckless, indifferent to everything, even human life...seems so worthless..."

"No, do you know? In fact, you are not suitable to be a witch at all. Ailian used to envy you very much." The black cat laughed, as gently as spring, "Because you are much happier and luckier than Ailian Much more."

"Put all worries aside and enjoy the next few days. Eileen will come back, until then, you can be a free witch, no longer 'my' witch. Apart from leaving here, you Do whatever you want with magic, no need to hunt."

"Magic is not something that ordinary people can have." The black cat said, "I hope that at least until our contract is over, before you return to your normal life, you will have a good memory."

"...anything is okay?"

"Of course, if I can."

The wind blew the ends of her hair, and Viola stared into the eyes of the black cat with a hesitant tone: "Then, I would like to ask you, please take Gray and Andrea...Bring them back to the town up, can you?"

The black cat asked calmly, "Is this really good?"

"But, but for Mrs. Mia and Mrs. Anna, this is too cruel. Mrs. Mia was such a good person, and she always sang so kindly before Gray disappeared. Gray is Everything about her, and Mrs. Anna... It is too cruel to live insanely and without hope. If you know the whereabouts of Gray and Andrea..." It seems that something is blocking In her throat, Viola worked hard for a long time before continuing, "At least there is a body that can be buried, so that they can get a little comfort..."

Viola met the black cat's calm gaze with begging eyes: "Is it okay?"

The black cat turned its ears: "Since you insist, then I promise you. Anyway, there is no harm in doing so." It stretched a long way, and walked out of the room unhurriedly.

Now, she was finally the only one left here.

The sun has risen completely, and the sunlight has finally dispelled the thick fog covering the forest, and kindly shines its warmth and hope into the small window decorated with red curtains, and cuts a neat trace on the ground.The sunlight seemed a bit dazzling, and Viola squinted her eyes for a long time before finally getting used to the brilliant golden color.Standing by the window, she could see a large area of ​​red roofs in the distance and the pure white church bell standing on the edge of the town.She also saw a little golden dot on the edge of the forest, which she knew was her home.

She found herself missing that place so much, more than ever.She misses the game-smelling furniture, her father's rusty shotgun, and the portrait of her mother hanging on the wall, but the pain in her heart grows stronger.As long as she thinks that her father still doesn't know that Viola is not the real Viola, the uneasiness will always jump in her heart and almost jump out of her throat.

"But I'll be back soon," she repeated, her golden eyes reflected in the glass. "I'm going to forget about it all and get on with living the life I'm supposed to be living."

She saw a black-haired boy carrying another brown-haired girl on his back, opened the door and walked through the sea of ​​red and blue roses.The girl lay quietly on the boy's back, and the sunlight dyed their hair golden.Their clothes were all stained with coagulated blood, showing a lifeless black.

The black cat kept its promise, and Gray and Andrea would return to their mother to be buried instead of rotting in this place of sin and uncleanness.For them, this is already the best ending.

But what about her?

Viola squeezed the red dress tightly on her chest, pinching the faint pain in her chest.

Her throat was burned, roaring like a beast; Eileen laughed wantonly with her voice, exposing the falsehood of her friend; the blood dripping from the empty eye socket under the bandage was so hot that it burned her cheek; walking alone in the rainy night, Leaving a trail of pain behind her with blood; the deafening gunshot, the "monster" full of disgust; Andrea, who was nailed to the wall, said "help me" to her helplessly; A rotting cellar, filled with blood and bones...

Make some good memories?How is that possible?

That was the crack in her heart that even magic couldn't make up for, and it would become a nightmare that she couldn't get rid of for the rest of her life.

The author has something to say: After being dead for a long time, I came back as a fake corpse_(:з」∠)_

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The search came to a screeching halt just before noon.The forest that had been disturbed for a long time returned to its original calm, and the awakened birds fell back to the branches again.

Everything seems to be over.Ailian looked at the men walking back to the small town, and tried to breathe a sigh of relief, but there was always something tightly in her heart.She paced anxiously in the small room, but the irritability in her heart only became stronger and stronger.Then there was a sudden knock on the door, which made her jump and almost collapsed to the ground.

For some reason, all anxiety disappeared at this moment, and Ailian was a little surprised that her hand opened the door without shaking at all.Dad stood there against the light with his dew-soaked coat, grass clippings all over his body, and stubble all over his face.

"Father, you're back." Ailian smiled.

The man jerked his head up. He tried hard to force a smile, but failed. "What a bad day." He looked away, as if looking at his daughter disturbed him. "I'm getting tired, Viola." He took off his coat and hat and handed his daughter.He took off the shotgun on his back and was about to pass it subconsciously, but changed his mind at the last moment.

"It's too dangerous, Viola. It's going to go off." The man smiled embarrassingly, while holding the shotgun in his hand again, the sound of the butt of the gun hitting the floor was clear and audible.

Ailian took a step back subconsciously, and she felt the emotion of fear for the first time, her hands were sticky and wet, and her heart was beating faster and faster.She still clearly remembers how her father didn't hesitate to shoot when he was facing her own mutilated half body.The deafening gunshots that day seemed to be still in her ears, and the next second she saw the scorching hole left on her forehead, and the splash of blood mixed with brain matter.

She couldn't help feeling frightened, as if the black muzzle of the gun was aimed at her.Eileen watched in horror as her father gave her the apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry for yelling at you this morning. It's just that something happened recently and I'm about to lose my head."

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