My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 6

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I asked Kanna, the primary victim, about Donau’s punishment. Normally I would have reported him to the police for legal judgment, but this is another world. Besides, since Evangeline is a noble, wouldn’t it be fine to handle criminal punishment autonomously?

“Should I lock him away forever in an underground prison or something?”

Kanna and Hena looked at me. If you want, I’ll make sure he eats prison food for life.

But Kanna shook her head. Don’t tell me she thinks that’s too harsh a punishment? Is she an angel? There really was a reason she got along well with Hena. You fool, worry about your own body first!

“How’s your neck?”

Now that I looked, Kanna’s neck wound was deeper than I thought. A long red line was drawn across her neck like thread.

Is there any holy water left at home? If I treat it with that, will the scar disappear too? Glorious wounds are fine as medals, but being kidnapped isn’t glorious.

“I’m fine!”

Kanna answered with joy. Her reaction seems a bit excessive? I was puzzled but soon understood.

If a villainess saves you after being kidnapped and even worries about you, you’d be moved. Kanna is also a maid at the Rohanson Estate. There are kids who collapse just looking at me, so compared to that, this is nothing.

“Gasp.”

But suddenly Hena turned pale and covered her mouth. She’s not reacting to me, right? Hena’s gaze was directed behind me. What’s behind me? Damn, Donau!

Did I take the knife Donau was holding? When I hurriedly turned my head, a completely unexpected scene unfolded.

I thought Donau would rush at me with the knife, but it was actually Donau who got stabbed.

“Did you see?”

“Yes. He stabbed his own neck.”

Kanna delivered the confirmation.

Donau had committed suicide. Since he only had a knife in his hand, it seemed he stabbed his own neck with it. Not his wrist but his neck, a vital spot? Did he hate paying for his crimes that much?

Those criminal bastards always run away like this through suicide because they hate being punished! This is the same even in another world.

“Sorry. He ended up dying.”

I should have let him taste the judgment of justice…

“It’s okay. This is enough for me.”

Kanna’s eyes sparkled. Her bright smile was refreshing, as if she had already shaken it all off. What a broad heart…

“Thank you for saving me.”

She was bright in her manners too.

Huh? No, it’s not just her manners that are bright.

‘Isn’t it a bit bright around here?’

Wow, damn, damn! There’s a fire!

Fire had broken out behind Donau, making the surroundings bright with firelight. No wonder I could see so well despite the blocked windows and no lighting!

Thanks to that, I could take in the entire interior at a glance. I could clearly see the summoning circle drawn in the center of the room. This couldn’t be, could it be. Is this the thing he stole from me?

Then this fire… Donau must have summoned a fire spirit. So that really was a spirit summoning circle! Wow… how did he do it. He should have returned the paper or told me before leaving! Unethical criminal bastard!

I hurriedly took Hena and Kanna and escaped from the house. It was fortunate that he had broken the door open. Thanks to that, the smoke escaped through the door, making breathing less uncomfortable.

This bastard accumulated one more crime before dying! If there were subtitles, it would have shown (+Arson). Theft, kidnapping, and now arson! A real triple crown!

Fortunately, the neighboring houses didn’t catch fire, probably using some fire-resistant building materials. What’s with this other world’s quality! This needs to be reverse-imported.

Donau’s house burning alone was quite a spectacle.

I almost felt like crying. My summoning circle… it must have burned up with everything else, right?

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Rusty walls and a moldy room, cold soup and a narrow, hard bed, a window two spans wide.

That was all of Kanna’s world.

She had been sickly since birth. It was a difficult delivery, and her mother died giving birth. Even though she consumed her mother to be born, Kanna wasn’t even healthy. Kanna was always sick as if she would die soon.

Her father died from overwork trying to earn money for Kanna’s treatment, and now her sister Hena had inherited that burden.

Even after consuming the lives of two family members, Kanna couldn’t get healthy. Now all she could do was lie on the bed.

Far from moving her hands, even breathing was difficult. Hena hired a caregiver and increased her working hours to pay for it. Kanna worried she might end up consuming her sister too.

But there was nothing Kanna could do. She should have told her sister it was hopeless and to give up, but Kanna wanted to live. She wanted to continue this miserable breathing.

Her sister called that hope.

“Kanna, can you see the people outside? Sister thinks someday you’ll be able to walk around like those people. Sister will make it happen. So let’s not give up hope.”

From the moment she heard those words, the small window became special to Kanna too.

In her daily routine that was always the same, only the scenery outside the window changed. The sun rose, birds flew around, children ran about, the sunset came, everyone went home for dinner, and night arrived.

Kanna added herself to the ordinary scenes outside. Let’s run and play together, go to work, and return home.

And from one day, a scene was added outside the window.

‘Did you come again today?’

A cat began stopping by Kanna’s window during its walks. The golden cat would always sit on the windowsill, watch Kanna, then leisurely disappear.

When she could walk, she’d feed that cat. Since it wore a collar, it must have an owner, so maybe treats would be fine? The cat naturally began to occupy a place in Kanna’s future.

“Kanna! Kanna!”

And a miracle came.

“Are you okay? Does it not hurt anymore?”

“I’m… I’m okay.”

Her voice was all hoarse. Her pronunciation was inaccurate and she even stammered. What was so special about saying she was okay that her sister cried and hugged Kanna. Her shoulder got wet with tears, but Kanna hugged her sister back without complaint.

Her sister had entered the Rohanson Viscount’s household seeking better wages. There, a young lady named Evangeline Rohanson, whom she recently began serving, heard Kanna’s story and provided holy water.

Holy water was something a commoner could barely afford one bottle of after saving for half a lifetime. Kanna realized that this holy water was the hope Hena had spoken of. What someone could easily give as pitying charity, her father and sister had sacrificed their lives for. All for just one bottle of this water!

“Thank goodness. Really thank goodness.”

But hearing her sister’s words, Kanna’s anger melted away. When the person who had ground up their life was this happy, what was the point of Kanna getting angry.

Kanna’s condition gradually improved. Moving her body brought back her appetite, and eating well made her gain weight. The sudden arrival of the hope her sister had spoken of was unfamiliar and bewildering, but she was slowly accepting it. And Kanna decided to do what she had always dreamed of.

Kanna left the house. She walked around the neighborhood aimlessly and sat resting in front of the door.

Being unsociable, she couldn’t greet the children or talk to them. But listening to the warm sunlight and chattering voices, she could truly feel that she belonged to the ‘outside the window.’

‘Come to think of it, isn’t that cat coming anymore?’

Kanna had asked Hena to buy treats that cats could eat. She always carried them in her pocket but had never encountered it once. Had its walking route changed? Surely it hadn’t been harmed by some bad person.

While worrying, spending time outside made her body cold quickly. Sister would be late today, so she should go in now, she thought as she stood up. A golden tail flashed past the edge of Kanna’s vision.

‘A cat?’

Kanna recalled Hena’s warning not to wander around at night. It was still midday. She’d worry, so let me just check quickly and go in. The moment she entered the alley, a man appeared.

And when she came to her senses, she was in an unfamiliar room.

Her mouth was gagged and her hands and feet were tied. How long had she been unconscious? The surroundings were dark. After a while, her eyes adjusted to the darkness and she could see around her.

She thought she was alone, but there was another person. A man sitting in a chair, absorbed in reading some paper. That man must be the assailant who attacked Kanna. Kanna struggled in anger. But her body, which had just started recovering, couldn’t function properly.

“What, you’re awake? I’m reading, so don’t disturb me, okay?”

When the man came close, a fishy smell hit her. Kanna immediately recognized the smell’s identity. She had coughed up so much blood, it would be strange not to know. But except for being tied up, Kanna had no wounds. The bloody smell was coming from the man.

“Wait quietly until nightfall.”

The man said while looking at the wall. Kanna also forced herself to turn and look in the same direction. It wasn’t really a wall. It was just plywood nailed over a window. Kanna’s mind became hazy.

Just seeing a blocked window shocked her more than realizing she’d been kidnapped. Of course, because the outside of the window was hope to Kanna. Here, she couldn’t see any hope at all.

So Kanna began to struggle despite the man’s words to be quiet.

She called for her sister. She screamed to be saved. The man ignored everything. She sought hope. She asked to see beyond the window. It wasn’t night yet. When does sister come home? She’ll worry when she comes back and I’m not there.

Kanna couldn’t do anything. It felt like she had returned to being that helpless patient who could only lie in bed waiting for her sister before drinking the holy water.

The act of seeking hope soon became corrupted. Kanna now recited curses.

Finally the sun completely set, and the night the man had so eagerly awaited arrived. The man lit a candle and picked up a knife. Die, die. Die. Without knowing what words Kanna was uttering, the man danced to Kanna’s curses as accompaniment. Kanna watched the scene without even blinking.

The man who finished dancing crouched in front of Kanna. Now she knew what the man was trying to do. Thanks to reading that paper and reciting it aloud dozens of times. Angel of Light?

‘He’s going to… sacrifice me?’

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