My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 4

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I’m now an awesome possessor who can even read text.

Now that I can read letters, it’s time to go through Evangeline’s diary. While I’m at it, I’ll look for summoning spells and try summoning spirits or dragons to become overpowered!

I got into position, but Pudding quickly sat on my lap. Together with Pudding, I opened the diary with a neat and reverent heart.

Year 370, March 9th.

I met the Rohanson Viscount.

It’s been a while since I’ve seen a diary that doesn’t start on January 1st. Come to think of it, what year is it now?

“What year is it this year?”

“It’s year 392 by the Imperial calendar.”

I asked Hena, who’s become quite close to me lately, about the year. Even though her employer might seem pathetic, Hena kindly answered.

Year 392? I looked at the date again. That’s more than twenty years ago. Then this wasn’t Evangeline’s diary. I got it wrong.

Year 370, August 9th.

That man asked me to marry him.

It seemed like the diary’s owner was Evangeline’s mother. There was talk about getting married to the Rohanson Viscount and all. She wasn’t the type to write long entries – the content wasn’t lengthy and the dates jumped around a lot.

Year 370, August 19th.

Father issued a house arrest order. He’s certain that man proposed targeting the ducal family. Papa has never even met him directly? He said he truly loves me. That it’s okay even if there’s no money.

Evangeline’s mother must have been the third child of a ducal family. Unfortunately, the exact family name wasn’t written. Anyway, it was about a wealthy duke’s daughter who fell in love with a viscount she met by chance, married him despite family opposition, and was disowned by her family.

Year 371, April 2nd.

I should have listened to Papa. I want to return to the ducal family.

However, the Rohanson Viscount’s goal was money, and after swallowing up the dowry Evangeline’s mother brought, their relationship became distant. As soon as I saw it, I thought, ah, this is a cliché.

Now instead of the Rohanson Viscount, cling to the estranged maternal family. The maternal grandfather actually loves his daughter and sees his dead daughter overlapping with his granddaughter, you know that kind of thing.

But… isn’t that a child-rearing story? Evangeline was too old for a child-rearing story. It seems too late to fall into the child-rearing route. Damn, if only I had possessed her a few years earlier!

The diary entries got longer as days passed. Since there was no one to confide in, she seemed to write her inner thoughts in the diary. The handwriting gradually became strange, and perhaps because of that, there were strangely some letters I couldn’t read. The content seemed to be changing too…

The important thing is the summoning spell…

[Method to Summon □□]

[□ Woman Standing on □

Defile the earth with the □□ of □□□

Draw a circle with your □ □ hands

Bow down and look up to □

Make grapes ripen on thornbushes

And cause figs to bear fruit on thistles

□□ and □□

Turn the earth and welcome the □□ of □□ who will descend to the world]

Excuse me? There’s a translation error here? I’ve been checking since the translation patch was taking forever!

It seems the patch isn’t complete yet. Though I suppose it’s something that I can see letters at all.

Let me try reading just what’s visible. So… defile the earth and draw a circle with my hands? What’s this about thornbushes and grapes? Is it saying you plant beans but get red beans instead? What is this supposed to mean!

What is it summoning? The letters are already corrupted and the content is uselessly difficult, so I don’t understand any of it.

This is why star tutors make good money. If they just organized it clearly with numbers like 1. Draw a circle 2. Summon. How nice would that be.

My head hurts. Time out for a moment. I’ll have to let this sit until the translation gets patched. Paper doesn’t run away, right?

‘Where did it go?’

It ran away.

The paper I left on the desk disappeared without a trace. The diary was fine, but only the paper was gone. I searched the entire room but couldn’t find it.

“Hena, did you happen to see the paper that was on the desk?”

“No…”

I was in the room all day, so when did it disappear? The only time I left the room was during yesterday’s walk. Don’t tell me someone cleaned while I was away and threw it out thinking it was trash?

I haven’t even interpreted it yet! I haven’t tried summoning yet! This is why you shouldn’t live lazily!

First, I need to find out who cleaned. Then I can ask about the paper’s whereabouts. I grabbed a passing servant.

“Who entered my room yesterday?”

“Ye-yesterday? If it was yesterday, it would be Do-Donau.”

“Where is he now?”

“Well… Donau didn’t come to work today…”

Don’t tell me this is the hit-and-run I’ve only heard about?

Come to think of it, it might have looked normal to other people even though it appeared strange to me due to the translation error. While cleaning my room, he saw the awesome summoning method and just stole it. If he had thrown it out thinking it was trash, there’d be no reason for him to skip work today without notice!

“…Did Donau perhaps do something?”

“He did. I think he stole something of mine.”

Evangeline was a villainess but had a setting where she was subtly bullied. I didn’t want to slap people and pull rank, so I just let it be, but even if not slapping, I should have fired him long ago. He steals my otherworld overpowered route because there’s nothing else to steal?

“Tell everyone that from now on, whoever touches my belongings, I’ll cut their neck off.”

All heads will roll! I’ll really abuse my authority to hire and fire.

I went straight to the butler and got Donau’s house address. I didn’t expect my first outing after possession would be for such a regrettable reason.

Since I don’t know the geography well, Hena, who lives nearby, accompanied me. Thinking we were going for a walk, Pudding tagged along too.

When I told the coachman the address, he dropped us off in the outskirts, quite far from the manor. From then on, Hena guided the way.

“It’s here.”

We finally arrived! You thief, wait for me. I’ll get back my otherworld overpowered route.

Forget knocking – I just kicked the door.

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“…Mmph…urgh!”

The girl writhed her body. Doesn’t she get tired? Donau, who had been sitting in a chair leisurely drinking tea and reading, clicked his tongue at the moans interrupting his reading.

Though her mouth was gagged, everything was interpretable. The things she’d say were obvious anyway. Please save me, I was wrong. Such groveling words. Haha, how laughable – begging without even knowing what she did wrong.

Donau, who had been looking at the girl like she was a bug, soon turned his gaze away.

There were no curtains, so fearing the inside might be visible through the window, he had hastily covered it with wooden boards and nailed them up. Red light seeped through small gaps between them. The sunset was already setting.

There really wasn’t much time left now. The red would fade and darkness would soon arrive.

Donau looked lovingly at the paper he had been reading.

It was a piece of paper he had picked up from the Rohanson Viscount’s estate where he worked. He discovered this treasure while cleaning Evangeline Rohanson’s room last night.

[҉Method҉ ҉to҉ ҉Summon҉ ҉a҉ ҉Demon҉]

An ordinary person would have dismissed it as child’s play. But Donau, who worked at the Rohanson Viscount’s estate, recognized with his excellent eye that this was real.

Evangeline Rohanson, who had died by hanging, came back to life. Who else but a demon could do such a thing?

His stupid colleague made a fuss saying she’s possessed by a ghost! She’s become a demon! – getting scared of just a girl and making a big deal. Such low-level fools! The important thing is how they brought Evangeline Rohanson back to life!

And who summoned the demon!

Only Donau could figure out the reason.

Evangeline Rohanson’s maternal family is the Hosaqueen Ducal House. The Rohanson Viscount had been receiving massive medical support from the ducal family since Evangeline was young, using the excuse that she was sickly.

While cleaning the viscount’s office, Donau witnessed that dizzingly long parade of numbers. Thanks to getting beaten for stealing a look at documents, the memory was still vivid.

But if Evangeline died, all that money would disappear. So the Rohanson Viscount must have made a contract with a demon to revive his daughter!

That damn viscount! No matter how much he pretends to be nice, he’s just a money-grubbing noble brat anyway! Donau had suspected the viscount’s dirty intentions from much earlier.

And Donau would become a much more proper noble than someone like the Rohanson Viscount.

҉Woman҉ ҉standing҉ ҉at҉ ҉the҉ ҉end҉,҉ ҉defile҉ ҉the҉ ҉earth҉ ҉with҉ ҉the҉ ҉martyrdom҉ ҉of҉ ҉the҉ ҉innocent҉.҉ ҉Draw҉ ҉a҉ ҉circle҉ ҉with҉ ҉your҉ ҉bloodied҉ ҉hands҉.҉ ҉Bow҉ ҉down҉ ҉and҉ ҉look҉ ҉up҉ ҉to҉ ҉salvation҉.҉

҉Make҉ ҉grapes҉ ҉ripen҉ ҉on҉ ҉thornbushes҉ ҉and҉ ҉cause҉ ҉figs҉ ҉to҉ ҉bear҉ ҉fruit҉ ҉on҉ ҉thistles҉.҉ ҉Be҉ ҉in҉ ҉awe҉ ҉and҉ ҉bow҉ ҉down҉.҉ ҉Turn҉ ҉the҉ ҉earth҉ ҉and҉ ҉welcome҉ ҉the҉ ҉angel҉ ҉of҉ ҉light҉ ҉who҉ ҉will҉ ҉descend҉ ҉to҉ ҉the҉ ҉world҉

The preparations were complete.

He had kidnapped a girl who had been loitering outside. Using Donau’s blood, he had also drawn the symbols on the floor to summon a demon. Drawing those large symbols had left cuts all over Donau’s arms and fingers.

Now he just had to wait until sunset and summon a demon using that girl’s life as payment…

After repeating the procedure over and over until he had memorized it, Donau tore the paper into small pieces and swallowed them. The dry paper seemed as sweet as ripe fruit as he ate it.

He couldn’t let just anyone see such special information. The opportunity to become special only needed to be his alone.

“Finally!”

And finally, the sun had set. Donau struck a match and lit the candle.

Picking up a well-sharpened knife from the table, Donau danced to the accompaniment of panting breaths. It was a waltz fit for a gentleman. Following Donau’s movements, the candlelight flickered and the shadows cast on the wall swayed.

Dancing with the shadows as his partner, Donau imagined his future after summoning the demon. Himself standing not in this old house, but beneath brilliant chandeliers.

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