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A/N Battlers thoughts are still in italics :) The bit with Shannon coming into the room turned out well until wattpad deleted it so I had to stick with a small summary of what happened. so sorry.

The Elegant Boat Trip is over! 

OCTOBER 4 1986 (1O:30 AM)

Battler Ushiromiya, and his relatives, stepped off the boat. Battler stretched happily, his body filling with relief as he touched the hard and firm land. His face made its way into a large grin.

"Nnaah-!!!" He yawned loudly, "We've finally arrived-!" 

Maria laughed, her small frame excited. "uu-!!"

Battler looked towards her in surprise, still grinning. "Oh! It seems you're in a better mood now!" Battler announced happily. Maria punched the air. "uu-!!" Her face was smiling, sweet and innocent. Nothing ike earlier, when she had acted like some sort of possessed weirdo.

Gently, Battler winked and patted her head. "Girls really are cuter when they smile." 

"uu-!!"

Rudolf and Kyrie Ushiromiya, Battlers father and step-mother, smiled. They began to walk, but Rudolf looked back. "If you dilly-dally, we'll leave you brats behind." He shouted, and Battler ran to catch up with them, glancing at the nature as he did so.

"What the... I have a feeling I'm missing something." Battler peered behind him. George smiled.

"Did you leave something on the boat, Battler-kun?" George asked, his usual gentle and intellectual self. Battler put a hand behind his head, narrowing his eyebrows.

"That's not it, something's... different about the island ..." Battler shrugged, and Jessica peered forward to mock him as they walked.

""uu-!! Not there! NOt there!" Like that? Are you trying to copy Maria now?" Jessica taunted, more amused then exsparated. The silence seemed unnatural, almost as if there was something missing. Like a sound, or a noise, or a-

"uu-! Copycat Batler copycat!" Maria jeered.

Battler looked up to the sky, his eyes wide. The silence was still there. There was not a flutter of white wings, nor a sound of a cry. "Ah!" He announced. "It's the seagulls..." That was it! There was not a sound of a seagull cry anywhere. "I can't hear the calls of the seagulls...!!"

"Seagulls? You mean the bird?" Jessica was confused. She tilted her head to one side as they walked on. 

"uu-?"

Rokkenjima's enviroment is usually left untouched. The island was always full of seagulls. I was always greeted by their energetic calls. But today... their absence is obvious.

Again Maria's eyes widened, growing dark and possessed like the times before. "Bad Luck."

Battler peered out, fascinated at the birds sudden dissapearance. 

"Hm, it's just like you said." Jessica spoke, peering out at the sky with a hand under her chin. "They're usually so energetic, but there aren't any seagulls at all today."

Maria put a hand to her mouth, normal once again, and pouted. "uu-? Why are there no seagulls...?" Jessica put a hand to her hip, leaning back and smiling. "Maybe the seagulls also had plans to meet somewhere today to?" Jessica spoke, in an attempt to reassure Maria.

Battler put his arms behind his head and grinned. "Maybe Jessica roasted and ate them all!" Maria went white, her face shocked. "uu-!?" Jessica was furious. "DON'T SAY SUCH THINGS-! MARIA'S GOING TO GET THE WRONG IDEA!" 

"Big cousin Jessica turned them into food-!! uu-!!"

"Thats wrong, Maria-chan." George was amused, but he felt it was in his nature to be able to calm down Maria. "Wild birds are sensitive to the weather and air-pressure. It seems the weather will be bad tonight, so they might of hurried back to their nests."

Baffled, Maria widened her eyes. "uu-? It's not food? Battler lied?" 

"Guh...!!" Battler, exsperated, exclaimed. "AAH! What George said is true!! They're not around because the weather will turn bad! That's right. When the weather clears up again, they'll be back with those annoying "mya-mya" cries. That... has to be it." Everyone nodded in agreement. The wind blew on, getting more ferocious. Maybe a typhoon really was coming.

"By the way, Jessica-chan," George spoke, turning towards her, "How is Grandfathers condition?"

Seemingly unconcerned, Jessica yawned, her hands behind her head. Her ponytail bobbed up and down as she answered. "You know him, as lively as ever. Despite being told that he only has three months left to live since last year."

Underneath his glasses, George's eyes were rather tired and slightly sad. "... Grandfather's willpower is very strong. But I'm not sure his body can keep up with it... He probably needs constant care..."

We're of course, talking about our grandpa, the head of the ushiromiya family. He used  his extraordinary talent and luck to revive the noble Ushiromiya family when it was destructed in the kantou earthquake. He bought all of Rokkenjima and made it his home.

"Ha!" Jessica yelled. "Take care of grandfather? There's no way we can take care of him. He always shuts himself up in his study. He's always irritated, and never converses with his relatives. He's in a condition where he won't open his heart up to anyone except a few of his servants. Also, I wonder if he can't do something about that suspicious  hobby of his. Like, that system with the lingering door... I wish he'd give us a break."

""Hobby..." Battler pulled a face. "You mean..."

That's right. Our grandpa has a rather strange hobby.Just when did he become so addicted to it...? He covers his studies with suspicious books and tools. And shuts himself up in there. Some say he's indulging in black magic. Nobody wants to get involved with him because it's so creepy. There are probably some relatives that want him to quietly drop off. But then there would be a problem with the inheritance.

At last, after all that walking, the mansion came into view. It was large and grand, the flowers and roses complementing it's splender. It was almost like a chapel, and Battler, not seeing this building in almost 6 years, was in awe.

"It's as splendid as ever, isn't it? The family's prided rose garden."

The full Ushiromiya (well almost full) stood behind Battler. The rose garden was amazing, each flower in bloom, and the gaps between the patches of green like a maze.

"No matter how many times I look at it, the rose garden is truly amazing. It clears away the fatigue from the trip too...!" George exclaimed, smiling at the view.

"Oh yeah! I remember this garden! It's only became more breathtaking since six years ago." Battler announced, his awed face becoming even more amusing as they went on towards the mansion.

George and Maria weaved the plants.  "See, Maria-chan? The roses are splendid!" Maria giggled, seeing the pretty colours from her youthful eyes. "uu- the roses are splendid!" 

Battler smiled, sighing. "Such a refined smell. It fits the elegant me perfectly." The dramaticness of Battlers words were not missed by Maria, who laughed and muttered something to George. "It feels like all of my fatigue has been cured." The red-head Battler spoke to nobody inpaticular.

It's not like the events on the boat don't bother me... but it's not in my nature to overthink things. This has been a good mood changer.

Crouched down near a rose patch, Maria made a noise of sadness. "nn? What's wrong Maria?" Battler yelled over.

"This one rose is... weird. uu-!!" 

George knelt down near her, and spoke sympatheticaly. The rose was dying and unhealthy, the only one in the garden in this condition. "... you're right. This is the only rose that's unhealthy. You feel sorry for it?"

Maria nodded. "uu-!!"

"Well... if that's the case..." With a gentle caress, George lifted the flower, tiying a ribbon around it. "Heh, it's gotten cuter." Battler spoke.

"Until we leave, you can take care of this rose. It's easy to find because we put something on it, right?" George gave a smug smile as he spoke, and Maria was happy once more. "uu-!!" She cheered.

"While we're at it, how about you give the rose a name?" Battler grinned at George's suggestion, peering at Maria's rose.

"That's right.... how about "maid in heaven"?"

"My.. rose. Maria's...!!" 

Battler walked away, laughing. "She's so absorbed in it she can't hear me."

But while the two boys weren't looking, Maria's eyes had grew dark again, blacker than the brown of her hair. The picture of a mangled rose could be seen in her eyes. "MARIA'S... ROSE. UU-!!"

Jessica suddenly shouted, spotting a small and dark haired boy near the plants gardening. "Oh-!! It's Kanon-kun!! Heeeey!" Battler didnt recognise the boy, or the name Jessica shouted, but ran forward to greet him anyway.

Kanon said nothing, a miserable servant as always.  But he was surprised, and the bags of compost fell to the floor with a thud. Jessica and Battler ran forward to help. "hey, are you okay?" Battler asked. Jessica looked down. "So sorry. It's cause I suddenly called at him!" Jssica explained quietly. Kanon continued trying to work. Battler picked up the heavy bags, helping Kanon against his will.

"Are you okay? I'll help!" 

"Ah! There's no need, I'll take care of it..."

Battler turned back and winked, his face happy as he lifted the bags as if they weighed nothing at all. "Don't worry about it! Even though I don't look like it, I've trained differently! This is where I shine!" The bags were rather heavy. "This is a heavy load for those skinny arms of yours." He commented. "Done." Battler rubbed his hands in triumph when he had finished the load of compost.

"Battler... this is Kanon-kun, a servant here." Quickly, Jessica introduced them. "He's been working here for almost three years."

So that's why Battler hadn't known who it was! "I see! I'm Battler! Nice to meet you!"

Kanon bowed, taking off is hat. The black locks of his hair fell around his face, and his eyes were nothing but formal and dark. "... Pleased to make your acquaintance... I'm the servant, Kanon..." 

"Hey now, we seem close in age. You don't have to be so polite."

"... Your feeling's are enough, Master Battler. We are... just... furniture..."

A sigh echoed throughout the rose garden. "A bit on the anti social side isn't he...?" Battler muttered. Jessica leaned forward. "...Ah! Don't get the wrong idea, Battler. Kanon-kun is just a bit shy, and it's kinda hard for him to communicate with others. He's actually a good person at heart...!" 

Kanon was still standing there. "well... I still have work to do, so.." He bowed once more and went to leave. Battler heard his father, Rudolf, shout.

"He~y, Battler!" Rudolfs voice carried throught the garden, loud. He was standing around the other relatives.

"What?"

"Us parents need to go to the main house for "greetings". So... here..." A bunch of bags were thrown at the unexpected Battler, who exclaimed. The parents watched him.  "And while your at it, why don't you carry your stuff to the guest house as well? We're counting on you oh great battler-kun!!"

"DAMN YOU OLD MAAAAN...!" Battler shouted, sweating as he tried to lift the bags. Laughing, George and Maria helped him.

"I'll help too, Battler-kun. Let's all go to the guest house together." Maria, happy, punched the air. "uu-!! Maria will help too!" 

And off the four kids trotted, carrying bags rather humorously down the road. Kanon stood by himself, watching them. "..."

******

"Heh, guest house, huh... So, this whole thing was built during my six year absence,,, Time sure flies!" Battler leaned back, relaxed. Maria watched Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni on the TV. "uu-!! Magical bern-chan!" she announced to herself.

Jessica stood up near the television. "Well, lots of things can change in six years."

"Yeah, Jessica has breasts now." Battler observed. "Maria's grown up too. George has become an adult as well... Adult, huh..." Curious, he continued to speak. "George, what do you plan to do about marriage."

Flushing, George's eyes widened. His cheeks went bright red "...eh!?"

Battler smirked, raising one eyebrow. "You're an adult now. You don't have one or two people your thinking about marrying?"

"C-Come on, why would I have two people? Ha,Haha!" George stuttered.

Battler stood up and pointed at him, while Jessica sniggered. "Hm? So there is one person? You're hiding her, aren't you?"

"Not at all! This is a misunderstanding, Battler-kun"

The door opened, and there was a sweet voice chiming throught the room. "Excuse me.. Food has been prepared..." Both Battler and George's eyes widened. The girl in the doorway was female, and her hair was short and dark, pretty around her shoulders. Her cheeks were red, and her eyes innocent. 

"It's Shannon-!" Jessica exclaimed happily. "Come in!" 

And once again, a servant entered the room. Only this time she was pretty and sweet, her hair in a short black mop that danced around her shoulders. Her name was Shannon, and it was explained that she was Kanon's brother, and was "just furniture". At first she was shy. Battler tried to fondle her breasts (typical, I know), and Shannon didn't slap him, meaning Jessica had to thump the pervert on the head. Battler gave Shannon a lecture, and George made Shannon promise to slap Battler the next time he did something like that. Then, they were all led through the mansion for food.

***

As Shannon, George, Battler, Maria and Jessica walked, they realised how eery the corridor was. Shannon pointed forward, encouraging them to go through. A clock ticked in the corridor, making it even more creepy.

"Your parents are waiting in the dining hall. Right this way!" Shannon spoke sweetly. Jessica leaned back to talk to Battler.

"You can look forward to todays meal! There's a chef that once worked at a fancy hotel!" Battler grinned while she spoke.

"Houho-u!! I'll definitely look forward to that!" He yelled happily, and ran to Maria "Let's go, Maria! We're going to eat like dogs!" Maria giggled.

"uu-!! Eat like dogs!" She jeered cheerfully.

Suddenly, Battler froze, staring up at a painting. It was large, extremely large. A woman was painted. She was beautiful, her hair span into a bum at the top of her forehead. She sat, smirking slightly.

"Who... is that?"

Maria's eyes held a distant look as she replied. "uu- Beatrice."

"Bea...trice?"

Jessica's eyes narrowed. "Aah... this painting wasn't here the last time you came. Its been about a year, I think, since this was painted."

"uu-! Beatrice!" Maria exclaimed happily.

"The portrait of Madame Beatrice, The Witch Of Rokkenjima."

"Battler-kun, have you never heard about it before?" George asked. Battlers eyes were wide. "Rokkenjima's witch legend..."

The shiver that ran up my spine... this was the first meeting... between me and the witch...
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A red head quaked over the edge of the boat, pale and shaking. The boys eyes were wide, his pupils spinning like some type of tornado. His face, normally composed, was visually terrified and sick, his mouth open wide.

"I'M GONNA FALL!!" He yelled, the boat trembling as he moved. He was obviously seasick, his feet made to be on dry land.

His cousins laughed at him, the youngest one mocking and pointing at him. One was Jessica Ushiromiya, her eyes crinkled with laughter and her hair in a blonde ponytail. One was George Ushiromiya, his glasses glinting and his black hair like midnight. And one was Maria Ushiromiya, the youngest cousin. Her brown hair swayed in the wind as she giggled.

The boy with the red hair span around, pointing at Jessica. "Is she really Jessica?!" He yelled, having not seen his cousin in almost 6 years. Maria, naive, pondered over this, while an exsperated Jessica glanced towards George. "Is this big guy really Battler?" She asked him, and Ushiromiya, red-headed and determines, pulled a face.

the stage is Rokkenjima of the izu islands. For the sake of their annual family reunion, the Ushiromiya family gathers at that place. A reunion filled with six years of Nostalgia. We joked around to kill time, and it could of went on...

In the shimmering world where three cousins chatted and laughed on a boat, flashes of blood and gore and a sealed letter flashed, as though proclaiming the future. But as these images flashed, nobody at all saw them.

Until that one letter drove everything into chaos. The Legend Of The Golden Witch passed down in Rokkenjima. The shadows of unrest started to drift in. A NEW TRAGEDY... OPENS THE CURTAINS!

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"Nanjo... how long do I have to live?" Kinzo Ushiromiya, head of the Ushiromiya family, asked shakily, his face hidden in the shadows and a globe of dark liquid, possibly wine, clutched in his palm. The study around him was filled with dark magic.

His old friend and physcisist, Doctor Nanjo, looked down, his eyes closed in respect as he kneeled before the dying Kinzo.

"......" Nanjo almost felt the darkness seep into the room. ".. hmph.. not to long after all....."

Kinzo stood up, smashing his glass off the floor and yelling as the green stained his carpet. "LIKE HELL I'LL DIE!!" He shouted, his eyes ridden with madness. "UNTIL I SEE THAT SMILE ONCE AGAIN, I WILL NEVER DIE!! APPEAR BEFORE ME ONCE AGAIN, AND SMILE AT ME..." and Kinzo's yell was the only one in the room, piercing the night as his eyes grew bloodshot, and he pleaded to Beatrice.

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YEAR 1986 OCTOBER 4 10:00 A.M.

***

Battler Ushiromiya, standing at the edge of the boat with the wind making him look stylish, smiled slightly as he thought to himself, the water creeping up the edges of the boat. Closer and closer they neared the shore, and Battlers red locks swayed against his face in the unending wind.

The destination of the boat is...Rokkenjima of the izu Archipelago. A small island, about 10 km, property of the Ushiromiya Family for a long time. This is our annual family conference. Thats why I, along with 10 other people, am travelling on this elegant boat.

An elegant...

The water splashed loudly once more against the boat, fast and furious. Battler began to sweat in terror. "Uh- It's fast! Too fast, isn't it? This?" Tears of terror and sweat dripped down his cheeks, making him look amusing to the other family members. Once again he yelled.

Due to certain circumstances, I had to neglect meeting with the house relatives for years now, but.. I never thought, even in my wildest dreams, that this would happen after six years...

The boy who sat tiredly on a plastic chair on the boat that had began to slow down sighed. His name, as you already know, is Battler Ushiromiya, and with the speed the boat had been driving, the sea sickness had caught up with him.

"Guess what, Battler? The driver said he would lower the boats speed! Isn't that great? But still... tehehehe, In six years you grew so big, but you still suck at riding stuff!"

"Jessica!" Battler yelled, annoyed at the girl in front of hims laughter.

"And your supposed to be an 18 year old man? Pathetic! It seems Battlers courage is still that of a childs!"

This girl, who's language is unfitting for a daughter of the head family, is Jessica. She's my cousin and she's the same age as me.

"Damn it, Jessica... Do you intend to become an adult all by yourself...?" Battler held out his hands in a perverted pinching motion, his face contorted into one that could only be described as creepy."Well then, just how much of an "adult" have you become? I'll be happy to verify that for you-!!" Battler, childish as always, reached towards Jessica's breast, and touched it. In an embarassed response Jessica thumped him over the head, leaving a noticable bump.

"Damn, you touched it! I should've figured that his reach would be longer." Jessica murmered to herself, her pretty ponytail bouncing and complementing the redness of her cheeks. Battler was  lying on the floor in pain, a tear at the corner of his eye.

"uu- Battlers exhausted." A childs voice spoke, sweet and innocent. This childs name was Maria Ushiromiya. She was dressed somewhat like a witch, however not an evil one. Her eyes were wide and she looked on in concern. Battler patted her head.

"Maria. aah.. Battlers little angel. Thanks for caring." Battler spoke.

"uu-!"

Maria is also my cousin. I haven't seen her in six years but she is still pure, honest, and cute.

Battler, unable to cope with her adorableness, lifted Maria onto his shoulders. She laughed as he ran around. "Take this! The princess gets to ride on my shoulders." Their smiles were bright and carefree. "Battler Battler!! uu-uu-!!" Maria yelled. Battler grinned. "Thats right! Maria! Maria!! uu-uu-!!"

They paraded for a while more, Maria's fist punching the air. "Maria, you can't grow up to be a violent woman like Jessica, got it? Grow up to be a cute lady and let me feel your breasts, okay? Its a promise!"

Oh, Battler, crude as always.

Maria, only a child, nodded and punched the air once more. "uu-! Let you feel! Promise! uu-!!" 

But then Maria was off his shoulders and there was a pounding pain in his forehead. Jessica had heard Battler, and wasn't happy, so naturally she'd attacked him once again.. "DON'T SAY SUCH STUPID THINGS! MARIA WILL REALLY DO THEM, YOU KNOW?"

Maria clenched her hand into a fist and stared up at Jessica with wide and twinking eyes, determined. "uu-! I promised so I'll let him feel it! Maria will protect her promise! uu-!"

Jessica pulled a face. "You can't make such promises, Maria. No deal, no deal!"

Battler looked up slightly, still on the floor,, a tear escaping his eye, which gave his words a dramatic effect. "Maria is such an honest and nice girl.... her future husband will be really happy." Jessica raised her leg, about to kick.

"DON'T MAKE IT SOUND LIKE SOME FAIRY TALE!" She yelled. Maria put a finger just below her lip, confused.

"uu-... take back my promise..?"

Grinning, a boy placed his hand in Maria's hair, patting her gently. "Thats right, Maria-chan, you can't make such promises! Battler-kun, you can't go around teasing others so much, got it?" The boy speaking was George Ushiromiya. He always looked professional, however was also the same age as Jessica and Battler. His glasses and dark hair moved as he smiled.

"Battler should learn from cousin George, he's becoming more of an intellectual!" Jessica announced.

"Me?" George placed a hand behind his head, humble. "I'm not at that level yet."

George-aniki is a first-class intellectual, at both studies and business. The total opposite of me, Battler, who doesn't have anything planned for the future.

"Jessica, lets drink for George later." Battler gave a smug smile, announcing with certainty that this is what would happen.

"What-? Is that supposed to be your way of pissing me off...?" Jessica asked.

"Battler-kun is here, so that means all my cousins have come! I've missed this kind of feeling." George smiled at his cousins as the boat sped on.

"uu-! Maria thinks this year will be the funnest! uu-!"

"I feel the same way!" Batler grinned all teeth, his hair spiking out in all different ways.

Has it really been six years? Playing with my relatives isn't the same as playing with my friends. For some reason... it's not bad at all.

"uu- Battler! I see the harbor! I see the harbor!" Maria yelled from the front of the deck, watching the see. Her smile was childish and seemed to light up the whole world.

"Oh! Let me see!"

Across from where they were drifting was a large bundle of rocks and grass. They were tall. Nothing seemed unusual, and Battler observed that nothing had changed. Well, nothing he could remember anyways.

"This island hasn't changed after all this time!" He yelled to his cousins, happily looking out at the harbor. But apparently Maria thought differently. Her eyes had widened and became black, and her smile fell almost immediately upon seeing the bundle of rocks.

".."

"Whats wrong, Maria?" Battler asked, as the child looked out. Her face was scary and eery, almost as if she were... possessed.

"UU-! GONE." Her voice was strangely different.

"Hm..?" Battler asked gently, his face smiling but slightly confused and worried. Maria pointed out towards the sea, her face regaining it's childish innocence once again.

"Gone, Gone!! uu-!! uu-uu-!!"

"What's wrong, Maria? Did you lose something?" Battler ased.

"I'll help search too, what's gone..?" George genty probed, worried for his younger cousin. She seemed distressed. Maria kept on pointing, and they all saw what she was pointing at. A large and dark cave loomed in the distance.

"... Huh? If I remember correctly... wasn't there a shrine archway-like thing there near that small rock?" Battler cocked his head, seeing the vision of a shrine form in his mind. "It was definitely there. I remember it being the first landmark we saw."

George suddenly remembered too. "I remember now too, the local god's shrine archway. It really isn't there. It was there last year, I think..."

The island founds it way into the cousins view. "Not there!! Not there!! uu-uu!!" Marria cried in distress, looking for the shrine still. Her face had went from evil to worried in an instant, and now just looked childishly scared for the old shrine.

"Probably the waves or something took it away. Weathering made it weak or something, right?" Battler smile was unconcerned.

"It was gone in the summer. I think the waves took it, but still." Jessica frowned as she spoke.

"Ho-! Ho-! Ho-! If only that were the case." The head house servant of the Ushiroyima Mansion (which the four cousins would soon be approaching) spoke. Her face was wrinkled, and her voice croaky. Her name was Chiyo Kumasawa, and she smiled.

"Kumasawa.. do you know something?"

Kumasawa's face was shadowed as they passed further rocks and such. "That is.. One night, a giant bolt of lightening came down and destroyed the shrine. The fishermen are whispering that this is definitely an omen of bad luck. Lightning begone, lightning begone."

Maria;s face had done that thing again. She put a fit to her chest and narrowed her eyes, looking strangely wise and dark. "OMEN OF BAD LUCK... UU-!" Quite suddenly, her eyes lost all of their light. "Bad luck Bad luck Bad Luck Bad Luck." She repeated, over and over, her voice high and dangerous.

"St-Stop that, Kumusawa-san. Maria's at an agewhere jokes like that don't go through." Jessica turned to the old lady, who had long since stopped talking.

George gently knelt down near Maria, and outstretched a welcoming hand towards her. "Bad luck Bad luck Bad luck Bad luck Bad luck." She continued repeating. 

"Maria-chan, nothing scary will happen." George said softly, yet still she would not listen.

Battler clamped a cool hand onto Maria's tensed shoulder. "Hey, Maria... if you keep repeating it, something bad will really happen."

"BAD LUCK. COMING." Maria announced, pointing towards the sky. Confused, Battler let go, his eyes wide.

Bad luck... coming?!

"Come to think of it... I heard in the news... that a typhoon was coming."

George gave Maria another gentle and concerned look. "It's okay, Maria-chan. The weather might turn bad, but it'll clear up by tomorrow."

"Thats right! The typhoon will be gone before you know it!" Battler said in reassurance.

"uu- uu- uu!! uu!! uu!!" Maria yelled, and George and Jessica each looked down in stress. "Bad luck coming! Bad luck!! uu-!! uu-!!!!"

Maria... why do your cries sound so desperate...?

"Ho, Ho, Ho-!!" Kumasawa went, her face still shadowed. "Do you believe in the ability to see the supernatural...?"

"Eh.." Battler looked foward, his eyes widening. Surely adults like Kumasawa didn't believe in something like that. 

"Everyone is born with the ability to see the supernatural. But it weakens with age. I always hear about it. Maria is the youngest of the group. The something you guys cannot sense... might be sensed by Miss Maria." Kumasawa looked sadly towards the young Maria, who was still desperately shouting.

"It seems that in the past, Rokkenjima, A witch.." Kumsawa sighed, closing her eyes. 

Jessica put her hands on her hips. "Kumasawa-san... let's not talk about that subject." 

Battler looked towards her in surprise, his eyebrows quizzicaly rising. 

".. hohoho, it seems I've been rude..." Kumasawa left, leaving them in a strange state.

"Witch? She said witch, right? Kumasawa-san... Does Jessica know something?" Battler did not say these words aloud, he thought them. He also thought these words, but further into the future, for in that moment Battler Ushiromiya could not predict the tragedys to come:

The countdown had already started. The endless nightmare waiting on this island... It was the beginning of the eternal torture.

Maria's face was dark and unnatural. She began to laugh. "Witch.. Bad luck! teehee..."

Next Chapter: 

Vol 1. Chap. 2. Legend of the golden witch.

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