Chapter 70 - Why Should I Feel Guilty? (1/2)

I blinked. ”Not really.”

Sanji pointed at one of the possessed student. I recognized her as my class' clown, the effeminate Gabby. ”That one inside him is looking for you.”

Oh, this is new, I thought. Why would a ghost look for me?

Frowning a bit, I walked towards Gabby who was sitting in a very feminine way. I guessed what possessed him was a female ghost. He was batting his eyelids seductively towards the boys who were surrounding him. They were getting ready to pounce on him whenever he went berserk, but disgust and wary were clear in the depth of their eyes.

'Gabby' noticed me approaching him and smirked evilly. His seductive gaze disappeared as mocking and taunting replaced it. I couldn't help but think that he looked a lot like an antagonist in every novels I had ever read before.

”You're here.” He said in a strange pitch; a mix of Gabby's own voice and a female's high pitch voice.

”Who are you?” I asked, maintaining our distance just in case he decided to pounce on me.

His smirked grew wider. ”I've been watching you all this time.” He said.

Stalker? My left eyebrow arched.

”Don't include me in that shame level of you foolish human. I ain't stalker.” He snorted. Did I speak out loud just now?

This time I made sure I locked my lips tightly. I only stared at him, waiting for him to continue talking.

”You must want to know where your dear boyfriend disappeared to.” He continued.

My eyes widened. He, ah no, she knows about Tom?

”Come out and talk.” I told him.

He shook his head. ”This fella is so funny. He is a man but he has a heart of a woman. Those stinky manipulative creatures had done quiet a good job in turning him.” He slapped his own chest as he talked mockingly.

He was clearly speaking about himself but it was as if he was talking about someone else. Of course, that was because the one who did the talking was not Gabby, instead it was the ghost inside of him. Judging from how calm she was and how smart she sounded, I guessed she belonged to the upper class, meant... Kunti's senior by far.

Should I ask about 'those stinky manipulative creatures' he spoke about just now?

After considering some options, I decided to ask it another time. I bet I would still meet him again later.

”Say, do you think he will appreciate it if I manage to seduce a man for him?” Gabby asked, excitement was clear in his eyes.

”No.” I answered firmly.