Restaurant for ghosts 1

Restaurant for ghosts
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There were still so many dishes to cook, but the cook was no more. Ohaguro - Battari stormed into the kitchen in a rage. There was a grand banquet in the restaurant today, with a huge number of guests, and the flow of dishes from the kitchen suddenly dried up. Ohaguro - Battari finally decided to punish Vitya.

“Boy, come to me,” the voice coming out of the scarlet mouth was so melodious and sweet that whoever heard this voice wanted to obey instantly, “I need to tell you something!”

No, - the boy backed away from the werewolf, - I will tell Howth everything! Get away from me!

The geisha sang a song. Her voice echoed off the kitchen walls. The boy began to recover, but Ohaguro was determined to complete her revenge today. She snapped her fingers impatiently, and water poured from the faucet. Vitya calmed down. In his vision, he saw a beautiful stranger come to a stream and sit on a marble bench. The brook murmured, the woman sang. She sang about peace and happiness.

Something again alerted the boy. He stopped. Ohaguro, realizing that, for some reason, she could not take the boy's will completely under her control, looked around the kitchen. Her gaze fell on the old fan. A snap of the fingers and the fan began to blow, smoothly sending air currents in all directions.

Vitya took a few steps towards the beautiful woman. In his vision, he felt a soft breeze ruffling his hair and slightly pushing him towards the beautiful stranger. She covered herself with a fan, but her voice called, promising unearthly bliss. The boy forgot about all the insults that Ohaguro - Battari inflicted on him.

He forgot about the true appearance of a Japanese woman.

However, the mirror calendar was impossible to deceive. The mirror reflected a terrible picture. Ohaguro's teeth had almost pierced the boy's skin. Then the protective talisman began to act.

He threw beams, twirled in the boy's pocket, but could not help in any way. Vitya was a slave of Ohaguro-Battari, and the calendar could not do anything about it. Ohaguro had a drop of blood on his lip, but then a bell crackled in the kitchen. It was Howth's bell. Vitya immediately came to his senses. The haze melted away before it could cause serious harm to the boy.

- What? What was it? - Vitya could not understand where he was and what had happened to him. Memory returned very slowly.

"You'll still be mine!" his mouth hissed. The lips that spoke the words turned blue. It seemed that all the paint had come off them. "You don't know where you've come from!" But, I'll explain to you! I'll explain very soon! Your next mistake will cost you your life!

Mouth wanted to say some more words, but the bell rang even more insistently.
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