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My Little Abomination
Chapter 8: Sometimes Guests Are Just That Terrible. Especially, Uninvited Ones...

Chapter 8: Sometimes Guests Are Just That Terrible. Especially, Uninvited Ones...

Today, I woke up at 1:00 pm.

Yeah... Seriously, what the fuck?

It turns out that when Abominations battle, it distorts the time-space around a certain radius to accommodate their powers. And it adjusted the clocks in my house like what happened on F/S N's prologue.

But it was fine as I received a text from boss that work is suspended today. He normally won't say anything like that as he is a stingy man but it's great that I have time to bond with my new kids.

I quickly summoned my lovely book and summoned them. After cuddling them for a few seconds, I bought some insane souls and some human eyeballs from A̴̢̯̯̙̙̘̫͈͓̞͎͝-̸̶̡̪̻͔̹̖͈͍̻̜̠̠͘͜b̼̪̼͓̳͈̥͕̳̳͙͉̪̱̹̖̕͠͞ͅą̴̵̙̻͇͠ͅy̡͚͉̜͕̘͉̪̪̰̻͚̭̹͜͜.

{I offer my gratitude to you, Lukie Wookie.}

[This is suooo gwood, mester!]

Now, I can hear their voices properly. It was quite troublesome to hear them but not understand a single thing but it sure is weird that Shimini is calling me with my father's name but that's probably some cultural thing.

It was handy that the book can also order human food so I ordered some of that delicious Pad Thai for brunch.

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It was quite fortunate that I stopped them before they made a mess out of the living room that I have a friend visiting me for today as it was Saturday!

I sent them to the storeroom to play. It's not like they get inconvenienced by the dark or anything.

After my doorbell had rang, I hurriedly greeted Camille the Highschooler to let him in. Yes, apparently, Camille is a guy's name in France.

"I painted a monochrome sunset that captures the depth without the color." He excitedly said, almost like I could see his dog tail wagging as he revealed his latest work.

And he was right, the sunset on the picture isn't a sunset I could see with my own eyes.

"This is so 248315, Camille! You can definitely win the art competition this week with FjgHWjnep!"

"Excuse me? What did you say?" After my excamation, Camille tilted his girlish looking face.

Shiiiiit... I kinda slipped my tongue there. It's great if he isn't some main character of another series or else, I'll be apprehended right here, right now.

Fortunately, an excuse came up directly to my face as the doorbell rang.

"Ah, there's someone looking for me. Hehehe..."

I might've been found out but let's not mention it, he could not have noticed it, right?

As I was thinking, the door suddenly busted open as three people stepped foot into the hallway. Two of them were wearing gray suits while the other man wore the Mexiland cloak thing with a sombrero.

"May I help you?" I greeted them nervously.

The woman in gray suddenly declared:

"Send it back from whence it came,"

Then, the guy with the suit completed her sentence.

"Hiding an illegal alien, you have no shame..."

Shit, when did I got busted???