Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 481 Stains

Itz followed the flow of people into his apartment.

There were too many people who wanted to use the elevator. Itz looked at the dense crowd in front of him and decided to take the stairs with the rest of the group.

After being directed to different floors, by the time Itz reached her 17th-floor apartment, there was no one else around.

Upon entering the 17th floor, Itz saw the elevator door open and two people squeeze out.

She recognized them immediately; they were the couple who lived next door.

"Good evening," Itz greeted the other person with a forced smile.

The person opposite him simply nodded, their face full of exhaustion.

Itz had known the couple before; he used to live in the town next to theirs, and they were very warm and welcoming. However, soon after arriving in the city, he was confined by steel cages, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

When Itz returned to his rented room and closed the door, the smile on his face could no longer be maintained.

"Phew, I'm so tired." Itz skillfully pressed a spot on the wall, and the room immediately lit up.

The mysterious witchcraft facility that had astonished Itz a year ago no longer moved him.

Itz shrugged, lowered his head, kicked off his shoes, and walked towards his bedroom.

She shared this small apartment with another girl. The two met through a real estate agency, and each bedroom had its own lock.

But after a year of living together, Itz no longer locks the door as often.

The light in the center of the room shone on Itz, casting his shadow on the wall.

The shadow was strange; it was much thinner than Itz.

It looked like a skeleton without flesh, dressed in clothes.

She didn't notice the dark shadow on the wall, but immediately threw herself onto her bed, buried her head in the pillow, and only turned over when she felt suffocating.

"I still miss the days on the farm!" she sighed softly. "City life is tiring and boring, and there's no chance of promotion. How did the people in the book manage to be so clever and come up with so many ideas?"

Life in Archista is very convenient, but work fills almost the entire day for the girl, leaving her with less and less time to do other things.

Moreover, her job was extremely monotonous and boring; she simply made a part of a certain witchcraft prop.

She had no idea that what she created would eventually become some kind of magical prop or facility.

Core information is kept completely confidential from these ordinary employees.

"Actually, I've already made a lot of money." Itz pulled out deposit slips from under her pillow, "1, 2, 3..."

"I never would have dared to dream of having so much money before. Maybe I should take this money home."

Itz calculated the total of these receipts and the amount that would be lost if withdrawn early.

Ten minutes later, she lay back on the bed, holding the documents to her chest with both hands. "How about... I work for another three years?"

Just then, she heard the sound of the door opening next door.

Just now, in order to calculate how much money she had earned, Itz had secretly locked the door to avoid being seen by her roommate when she returned.

So when she heard the door open, she turned her head to check.

Indeed, the door to the next bedroom was opened.

It's strange, her roommates used to always come home later than her.

When Itz came back today, he saw that the living room lights were off and the bedroom door next door was also closed. He thought his roommate hadn't come back today either.

She stuffed the receipt back under her pillow and prepared to put on her shoes and go say hello to her roommate.

Just as he bent down to put on his shoes, he suddenly heard the doorknob of his room move twice.

Itz paused, then looked up at the door.

Then she clearly saw the brass handle on the door slowly turn half a circle.

"Click, click..."

The handle was stuck halfway and couldn't be turned anymore because Itz had secretly locked it while calculating the money.

The copper handle turned back, then slowly twisted again.

Itz was supposed to shout, "Coming, coming!" and then go open the door.

But for some reason today, as she looked at the slowly turning handle, a sense of fear rose in her heart. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

She suddenly realized that the person opening the door might not be her roommate.

But if it wasn't my roommate, then who was the person coming out from next door?

Could it be a thief?

The doorknob was turned again, but it was still stuck halfway.

Then, the person behind the door gave up.

Itz heard the footsteps gradually receding into the distance, heading towards the gate.

If you listen carefully, the footsteps sound strange, as if they were walking on sand.

Itz was a little nervous; she wondered if it really was a thief.

However, the high-rise buildings built by the wizards required passes to enter each floor. The doors outside the rooms also required passes to open, only the bedroom doors had the original locks.

Itz had already put on his shoes and tiptoed to the bedroom door.

The footsteps in the living room had already faded away. Itz carefully unlocked the door, opened it a crack, and looked out.

Her room door faced diagonally towards the main entrance, and she could see someone opening the door and leaving.

That person was Itz's roommate.

The other person was walking out with their head down, their expression somewhat blurred at the boundary between light and shadow.

"Ah, it really is her." Itz breathed a sigh of relief, her shoulders slumping. "Honestly, she was so quiet, she gave me quite a fright."

Just as Itz was about to greet her roommate, she realized that the other person hadn't noticed her and left after closing the door.

The door slammed shut with a loud "bang," startling Itz.

She then pushed the bedroom door open completely and looked at the front door with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong with her? Did she have a problem leaving her job?"

My roommate, Biytz, arrived a few years earlier and has been complaining lately about how tiring her work is and how restrictive her life is. She's planning to leave and return to her original village.

It's said that he even wrote his resignation letter.

So my roommate has been very excited lately.

But she looked really strange today.

Itz was a little worried, wondering if she should go after her roommate and ask her. Her roommate had just come over and turned the doorknob in her bedroom; maybe she wanted to talk to her about it.

But as soon as she stepped outside, she discovered that the ground was covered with black footprints.

"My God, what did she step on? Her shoes are so dirty!"

Turning around again, Itz noticed a dark handprint on the doorknob of her bedroom.

"How come her hand is also..." Itz suddenly became very scared halfway through her sentence.

She quickly retreated to her bedroom and locked the door. She didn't even dare to linger at the door; instead, she kicked off her shoes, climbed into bed, and wrapped herself tightly in the blanket.

In an instant, several strange tales circulating in the city appeared one by one in Itz's mind, causing the girl's muscles to tremble uncontrollably.

In the corridor, the girl who had just left the room walked slowly with her head down.

But it took more than ten seconds to cover a distance of three or four meters.

She then stopped in front of a closed door. She tried to turn the doorknob, but without a pass, the door could not be opened.

The girl stopped in her tracks, seemingly hesitating or deep in thought.

Then she raised her hand.

"Knock knock knock..."

I knocked on the door a few times.

Voices could be heard coming from inside the room.

Who is it?

The girl remained silent, her expression blank. After hearing a response, she pounded on the door a few more times.

"Coming, coming!" This time, a clear voice and the sound of rapid footsteps came from behind the door.

The girl, who looked dazed, had a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth.

However, at that very moment, a black tentacle suddenly emerged from the stairwell and instantly swept the girl away.

Then the door opened after the knocking, and a man came out.

He looked at the empty corridor with a puzzled expression, thinking he must have misheard.

"Who is it?" the wife called from inside the house.

"Nobody's here. Is Xiaobao banging on the wall again?"

"Beat him up."

The man shook his head and smiled. Just as he was about to go back, he noticed several black spots on the door.

He reached out and touched it, and fine black flakes began to fall off.

I overslept... This chapter counts as yesterday's...

(End of this chapter)