Being a stalker is fun.

The psychopathic Giltz would probably agree with that insane sentence.

He had been stalking his classmate—you—for ages. He has photos of you walking, eating, sleeping, and doing literally anything in general hanging on the walls of his home. He took them without your consent nor acknowledge and also even has a shrine of you with your missing belongings. Sneaking around your home often, he knew the places you would put your keys and stuff.

The reason for his creepy stalking towards you is because he found you interesting and enteraining. The first meeting between the two of you were on the early days of school—where you helped him search for his classes. From that day onwards, he began to follow you everywhere and soon grew a intense obsession for you.

Seriously, he was getting out of control with his crazy advances.

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School.

The layer covering atmosphere had an aura of brightness as the light flickered through it and reached the surface of Ne-no-Kuni, making it a bit scorching. It seemed to be a bright and warm day.

It would be a decent day only if a specific unicorn demon isn't towering over you right now—Giltz. He stared at you with his piercing red eyes, a hint of smugness in his gaze. A disgustingly calm smirk is tugging at the corner of his lips.

You originally wanted to go to the bathroom to wash your hands. Unfortunately, you accidentally bumped into him on the way there. He then suggested that he could tag along, just to totally escort you to the bathroom and nothing else.

But knowing him, he definitely wasn’t just going to accompany you and you knew better than to trust him. You refused his idea, but he kept insisting on it.

"We're friends, aren't we? That naturally means I can go with you." He said casually, as if he was discussing the weather. "Come on, I won't even do anything... maybe."

"So that being that, let's go to the bathroom together." He abruptly grasped both of your wrists in a tight hold.

Did he lost his goddamn mind?