Strange events occur in the family of Bom, a 10-year-old boy. The first time is still difficult to understand. But the next time that follows is……

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Would you believe it if I told you that On this world in which we live There's an invisible thief hiding. It means he's invisible. Or there may be a special type of medicine. enough to be smeared on anyone's eyelids The person affected will not be able to find him. And when did he mark our eyes? That must not be while the average person is working at the company. eat birthday cake

Or just lie down and watch your favorite TV show, of course. Otherwise, before he could apply that liquid to anyone's eyelids, He must have been counter-punched first. If it were me, I wouldn't accept it either, do you think that's true?

And when did he sign? Think about it carefully. If I answer now, you'll definitely cry. But I want you to guess first. I think most of them guessed correctly. It's not difficult, right? If you know, step on it. He secretly did it while we were all sleeping soundly. In a warm bed. Of course, we couldn't punch him then. We don't know this.

These thieves are quite clever. By this time, many people may feel suspicious. How did I know this secret?

Well, this is what I'm going to tell you. The story is a bit complicated. Don't leave before the story is finished. I'm really angry. For the first time, I had never thought about the invisible thief before. Just various events that happened to myself. And the house he lived in with his family was quite unbelievable.

Actually, I think it's more amazing.

The subject of the story is One day after returning from school in the evening I ran straight into the kitchen. Take the jar of oat milk out of the refrigerator. In order to drink some to relieve hunger. It's a wait time before having dinner with everyone in the house. I put the jar of oat milk on the dining table. Then I walked over and picked up my personal ceramic mug with a Goofy design. Fresh, beautiful, cute colors At the cup rack just a few steps away.

And then a strange thing happened. When I turned around, the dining room table was empty. Oat milk Where did the milk bottle go? How did you get rid of it? Your eyes definitely won't be blurred. That's a 1 liter bottle, not a Yakult bottle. I definitely remember putting it there. But after less than 3 seconds

who went to pick up the cup and walked back The milk bottle had disappeared. It's not funny at all, let me tell you. His stomach rumbled loudly in anger. You've probably had similar experiences, right? When I'm hungry and I don't eat anything, I tend to get irritated. And now I'm also adding a grumpy mood to the mix.

It's not fun at all. Who is teasing me? Mother still hasn't returned from work. Father doesn't have to talk about it. As for the younger brother? Oh.. I forgot to mention that I have a younger brother. We are 3 years apart in age. Bang is being quite mischievous. It would be more appropriate to call it Saebsan. I thought I heard him coming from the bedroom upstairs.

When walking into the kitchen It was unlikely that he would come downstairs. Then he took the milk bottle without me realizing.

This is a strange event. That first happened to me when I was in the 4th grade, when I was 10 years old. When the first time happened, the second, third, and subsequent times would follow. I really don't like it. I spilled my milk!

The second incident occurred quite some time after the first, probably around a month or so if I remember correctly. But this time the story didn't happen to me directly. But it happened to my mother. However, everything has come to involve me, even if indirectly. That day, my mother prepared to leave the house to go to work.

which is normally at 6:30 p.m. Mom has to go wait for the bus. She doesn't use her own car because there is no car available. The car I have is used by my father to go to work. That morning was a very bad morning for us. The one with me and mother As for the younger brother, he rode his father's car to school. Oh, I forgot to mention another thing: my younger brother and I

We both didn't study at the same place. While mother was urging him to hurry and finish breakfast quickly. Because it was almost time to wait for the car. Suddenly, I saw my mother's expression as if she had just remembered something.

“Have you seen this month's electricity bill, Bom?”

“Yes, 2 days ago I saw it posted on the refrigerator, Mom.”

“But now it's not there. Did you take it away?”

Mother's voice rose again. I was about to open my mouth to eat the last bite of oatmeal porridge. So hurry and deal with it quickly. Then I turned back to look at the refrigerator. Mother was standing there making a giant face. A storm was clearly brewing. And it looks like the target can't be anyone other than

“Mom, would you like me to wait outside the kitchen first? Just in case..”

“Where are you? Mom, I don't have much time. Please tell me quickly.”

“I don't know. Bang might pick it up and play with it. Because I thought it was a math test.” I answered, thinking that it might make my mother laugh and laugh. But looking at her face, it was slightly purple.

“Isn't it funny?” Mother's face was still wrinkled. And it was probably twice as wrinkled after I finished speaking.

“Dad must not like it. If you come back from work and find that the wrinkles at the corner of your mother's eyes have increased to 3 lines, even though yesterday there was only one line.”

I think this sentence is effective. Mother loves father very much, that is known. So I tried to suppress my feelings. And adjust your emotions so they don't suddenly explode. But the problem has not been resolved. I didn't touch the electricity bill at all. After last seeing it 2 days ago, who picked it up? But if you think about it carefully, I think

“Mom, if the person who took the bill also paid the electricity bill, that would be great.” Mom turned around and made her eyes turn green. I think it's probably time to wait outside. Before she transformed And in the end we ended up not being able to find where the electric bill had gone. But my mother was convinced that it was my work.

Even though I don't even know the slightest thing about spilling milk!

The 3rd time was even worse. This time, the person being attacked was the troublesome Bang. And the incident just happened yesterday. While he was smiling a little, a big smile Admire your own skills in being able to build Lego brand plastic pieces. It is a fairytale castle that can be achieved all by itself.

within a period of one week He brought it down to show off to everyone in the house. By placing the castle on the center table of the set of reception chairs. Then she shouted loudly to her father, mother, and older brother to quit everything she was doing. to join in congratulating and appreciating the work Both parents seemed very excited about the fairytale castle.

While I don't see what would be amazing about it. Then suddenly my little brother He looked like he was extremely shocked. Then screamed loudly A sharp, piercing sound made the inside of his ears vibrate. Until I felt bloated for a long time.

Everyone was shocked as to what exactly had happened. Following his gaze, he stopped at the tip of the castle. Therefore notice that now One of the tower's spires with a flag. Miraculously, he had disappeared. But it's bad that everyone believes it's my work.

who wants to tease his younger brother, who is loved and cherished by his father and mother Hey..why do you have to do something like that? I don't see the need to use stupid methods to make myself a suspect. And I'm not jealous in the slightest. Of course no one believed it. Mother tries to console the mischievous person.

Who cried over and over to be calmed down. As for my father, he expected me to attack him. Please return the stolen piece to your younger brother. Even though I swear I didn't take it. Dad still doesn't listen. Let the milk spill!

I can't stand it like this any longer. Must become the wrong person even though he was not involved. It's really a hurtful thing. A way must be found to capture the culprit behind the whole story as quickly as possible, and will all three events be the work of the same villain or not? Please be patient and wait to follow in the next episode.

“Huh, what? It really ended like this. I'm in a stuck mood. So when will I be able to read the next chapter? This is a short story, not a novel, so there will be multiple endings,” my closest friend complained in dissatisfaction. After reading the original story for the first time

“Oh, I'm sorry, it's just an experimental work. I would like to know if I write in the literary genre. How many people will be interested in reading and liking it? These days it's so quiet. I don't know how people who read it feel about it. Try writing it like this in case there are people who want to read more. And it would still be good to make a fuss like you did.”

“You idiot, you tricked me into reading this. It's really important.”

finish.