THE SLUMBERING CURSE IN THE BLOOD

hrough the window frame, and little Yura Ellington woke up

ack hair is always styled in two side buns, framing her small round face and sparkli

she went to work. Yura's father passed away when she was very young. Yura has almost no memories of him, and whenever she wants to ask

on the cheek to thank her for the meal, th

" her mother said gen

e fence covered in vines, she heard a weak cry, so faint it sounded like the wind. Stopping, she disco

a miracle happened - the wound quickly closed up. In just a few brief seconds, it was completely healed as if it had never existed. The i

she still needed to go to sc

group of male students seemed to dislike her two-bun hairstyle, saying it looked like something a kindergarten child would wear. The three of them burst

n the stairs if they keep turning arou

he looked around in confusion, and from the nearby window, she spotted the white pigeon again-still the same one. At that moment, it seemed to be sta

ad always been very good, and tests had never been difficult for her. Until a sudden gust of wind swept into t

ible before something worse happens, I'll wait

ok for it. But even though she searched every corner of

ssroom, she suddenly saw her test neatly placed on her desk. The edge of the paper still bore a small imprint-looking like a bird's footprint. Alth

anded it to Ms. Wallace. Ms. Wallace took it, raised an eyebrow, and placed it int

e retake the test

led: "I believe you won't cheat

need such tricks to cheat on tests,

king about that strange bird. When she

r, is something

r eyes were still full of worry. "It's just.

hat's g

hat happened in a miracul

rried, she quickly regained her composure and gentleness: "In this world, there is n

on, go to your room to change

about to take off her uniform, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

ftly c

ike that is not

espo

around, the silence was so profound that Yura swallowed hard, she only saw the w

t appearing in her mind, and now, she could no longer ignore it. But when she reached out her hand, the pigeon didn

ansformed into a girl - a young lady around Yura's age, with long, snow-white hair, round, bri

ra's bed, tilting her head and

, as pure as the wind rust

u want to

in amazement, marking the beginning