Scum Coercion

"Then I'm going to sleep."

When it was almost 10 o'clock in the evening, Jasmine, who had changed into her pajamas, curled up under the blanket, half of her face exposed, and reconfirmed with somewhat hesitant eyes, and I just nodded noncommittally at her.

"Well, just take a normal rest and I'll make breakfast tomorrow."

"Um

After hesitating for a while, she spoke tentatively to me again.

What I saw was her rare relaxed expression:

"You're not normal today."

"What?"

Standing at the bedroom door, I put my hands in my trouser pockets with a serious face.

But when Jasmine said these words, I couldn't help but start bumping around like a deer.

Could it be that she found out that I was being cursed and that she herself was involved?Although I'm not afraid that she wants to hold me accountable anyway, I'm super irresponsible, but it would be a bit bad if I hit her bottom line again.Seeing me pretending to be relaxed, Jasmine sighed, curled her lips, and said in a cold and somewhat disgusting tone.

"Hmph, it's none of my business anyway."

"Well, good night then."

She stopped talking, just curled up in a protective position like a turtle and entered a state of sleep.

Girls really need to go to bed earlier, if you say staying up late is the enemy of beauty.

While feeling so emotional, I exited the room and looked at the time on the clock.

call

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I let out a long breath.

I always feel a little scary, about the cursed tarot card.

Because of this incident, I have been thinking about what to do if the fortune of myself and Jasmine drops to the bottom, what to do if I go out and get killed by a car, what to do if I choke to death when drinking water, what to do if I fall to my death while walking, in order to let the constant tension Being able to calm down, I first went to the refrigerator and took out the bagged milk stored in it.

Just when I was going to drink ice milk to calm my heart.

goo~

ah belly

I frowned, feeling the pressure from my stomach.

This feeling is um, definitely diarrhea.

I rushed to the toilet.

After 30 minutes-

"Ahhhhhh what's going on!!!

I thought it was a regular diarrhea, and I went to the toilet within half an hour. On average, I would kill a carbine every 3 minutes after returning to the seat.

When I tremblingly supported the table with my hands and planned to start the fourth time, I finally couldn't help it.Impossible, did I spoil my stomach?But the ingredients at home are all fresh products I bought myself, which doesn't make sense.If things go on like this, I will definitely get hemorrhoids. Let's figure out what's going on first.

Enduring the overwhelming pain in my stomach, I opened the refrigerator.

First, check the leaves of the spinach inside to make sure that there is no residual smell of pesticides or insects on it, then take out an egg and put it in the water to make sure it has not deteriorated. Of course, the half-cut raw meat is also checked and checked no problem.

And it seems that most of the ingredients in it turned into dishes that Jasmine and I ate together. It doesn't make sense that I am the only one with diarrhea.

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Clutching my stomach, I couldn't figure it out until my eyes shifted to a few bags of milk in the refrigerator.

With the mentality of whether it would be like this, I pulled a pack to check the production date.

-! ! !

It turned out to be expired.

I bought those packs of milk last week, and it seems that they expired on the day of purchase. During this time, I drank most of them every day.

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While enduring the turmoil in my stomach, I clutched the expired milk in disbelief.

Impossible, impossible, how could I make the mistake of not looking at the production date when I bought milk, and it was okay to drink it last week, why is it so coincidental that I started to react now?

(Is it true that even the past can be tampered with before it is confirmed?)

Ah, no, I can't bear it.

Go to the toilet again! !

Sitting on the toilet, besides worrying about my stomach, I began to worry about more serious things.

Baiji is serious. This guy really used all-pervasive means to detonate the mines I planted. For example, the freshly expired milk I bought was fine last week, but this week I had diarrhea.

In the same way, Jasmine and I had that and that last week, so this week should not

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