Chapter 75 - Tom Meets Sanji (1) (1/2)

Sniff, sniff...

Unconsciously I sniffed the air around me. For a second, I thought I smelt something. It was a mix of flower and something dead which intrigued my curiosity. Was it only my imagination? Did I get involved in their 'world' too much that I was starting to be paranoid?

I could feel that my skill was getting better, but nothing could make me happier than the improvement of my mental state. Sometimes I still flinched, and sometimes I thought I was going crazy, but somehow I managed to stay sane.

Trust me, there's nothing good with being able to see and hear 'them'.

The once peaceful world of mine disappeared in an instant. I heard voices that did not belong to human which made me even more quiet anywhere I went. I needed to make sure that a human was talking to me instead of hastily replying something that was not spoken by human.

Now, I could even smell them. What's more, I could differentiate them into good or evil by their smell.

Just like what I smelt just now.

I was pretty sure it was the smell of evil ghost.

Why did I say so? Of course I had my own reason.

So far, those who were evil, disturbed human a lot, were those who smelt bad. The nastier the smell, the worse they were. In contrast, those who smelt nicer were usually powerful and nice. Of course, all of these information were told by Kunti.

So, what was the meaning of the flowery smell with a hint of rotten flesh?

Easy, it meant this ghost was trying to trick people by tricking them into thinking that she was one of good ghosts. In reality, she was not. She might not bring harm to people, but she was mischievous enough to cause trauma to some people.

I didn't intend to look for this one, of course. I didn't want to get too entangled in this whole ghost affairs and still sought my peaceful life.

Never thought it was too late for me to do so.

Well, at least I could choose not to interfere too much with 'them'.