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It happened on the way to kindergarten, led by my mother.
A sweet, clear singing voice reached my ears, and I, a toddler wearing a yellow kindergarten cap, turned around.
In front of the vending machine attached to the stationery store I saw a mysterious woman in her twenties.
Startled, I pointed at her and looked up at my mother.
However, all my mother did was make a puzzled smile and say, ‘What is it? Do you want some juice?’
(My mom can’t see that lady.)
(Maybe she’s different. She’s not human.)
Since then, whenever we approached the stationery store, I would tug my mom’s hand to hurry and move away.
I had thought she was some sort of earthbound spirit or something, unable to leave the area around that vending machine.
But then, one day, I saw her walking around town and humming a tune with her umbrella open!
I fell into a state of panic!
After much thought, one afternoon, I mustered up the courage and went to the front of the stationery store alone to exorcist her——
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