Tully or Sazha?

Sazha finally returned to his apartment after getting lost several times. He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling of his room.

"How lucky, Uncle..." the voice came from Hans' room. However, it was not Sazha's voice. His voice sounded like a boy's voice.

"My head is throbbing again," Sazha said flatly as he stared at the ceiling of his room.

~ 8 hours earlier

Sazha was still staring at the sky while again contemplating his fate which was still full of misfortune.

However, all his chaotic thoughts changed in an instant after he saw many hands reaching out to him, like ropes dropped from a steep cliff to save someone trapped at the bottom.

Sazha shed tears, he welcomed the outstretched hand happily, he got up, once again he rose from his misfortune. Sazha stood up straight looking at the very sparkling sky, now he was determined not to offend other people anymore.

Sazha once again deceived himself so that he could get a decent place in the eyes of others, what a poor old man.

~ 8 hours later

Hans' body began to get tired.

Sazha then opened the refrigerator, took some canned drinks that looked cold.

"My refrigerator has never been this full, I'm really lucky today heheheh..." Sazha said it in his heart while laughing, he laughed as much as he could while spending his night partying, he no longer cared about Hans or his financial condition, he had completely forgotten about it.

That night, a group of men in black suits were seen waiting for something, they were carrying suitcases and something in their bags, no one knew for sure what they were waiting for.

Until the next morning, Sazha woke up—he slowly headed to the bathroom.

When he had taken off his clothes, he vaguely saw something red on his chest but he still didn't care because his eyes were still very difficult to lift.

The man was currently taking a shower, but suddenly he experienced a suspicious incident, his bar of soap fell to the floor and now he had to bend over. Sazha looked around the bathroom, then he took the soap, unfortunately nothing happened.

He continued to rub the thin soap all over his body, until it was time for him to rub Hans' shiny chest.

Sazha, who was still half asleep at that time, rubbed the soap on the chest where he saw something red earlier.

"Hmmm... maybe it's blood because I slept too soundly," Sazha said confidently.

When he rubbed the soap on the red part of his chest, suddenly the thin soap split. This old man still didn't care, he kept trying to rub the soap on that part until the soap broke, until the skin of his finger touched the red crystal-shaped object on his chest.

When he woke up, the red crystal on his chest had disappeared, he took shampoo to replace the broken soap. However, when he took the shampoo, the shampoo fell too.

"Tch, come on, shampoo," Sazha said while closing his eyes.

He tried again to reach the shampoo near his left leg. However, when he tried to look down, Sazha slowly opened his eyes. Once again, she saw something she shouldn't have seen (Sazha looked in the mirror).

"Heh, this must be because I stayed up late last night, okay tomorrow I promise I won't stay up late again," Sazha said while holding back the trembling in her hands and feet.

Sazha finally got out of the bathroom while trying to forget what she had just seen.

She opened her closet and chose the clothes she would wear to work. She had tried to put her arms into the clothes many times, but they still didn't fit.

Sazha threw away her clothes and now she was lying on the floor surrounded by trash chips and soda cans.

Sazha pondered while staring at the ceiling of the room.

"I have to return all the snacks I took from this kid, but I don't know why I'm so lazy."

Because it was a holiday, Sazha planned to go back to being a motorcycle taxi driver with her old account, but she had to go to her boarding house to get her motorbike. How could she think of this.

Suddenly she heard a strange sound, like the sound of fish fins moving. His panic returned, but he tried to remain calm even though he knew his whole body was shaking.

When Sazha tried to raise his hand in front of his eyes, he now realized that he—

His hand had become strange, there was skin between his fingers, his skin had become a pale gray, and Sazha could see his strange mouth out of the corner of his eye.

The man got up again, he went to the window and pulled the curtains tightly open in front of him.

"The view of the city today is beautiful, huh."

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Sazha's face was sweaty, he sat down while thinking about what was happening right now. He tried to scratch his skin a little with a knife so that he could wake up from the dream that he considered a lucid dream.

However, it all didn't work.

"What, what should I do? What if other people see my appearance like this? Damn it! Even though I just lived happily, why does bad luck always follow me wherever I am?" said Sazha in his rotten heart.

He tried to go back to the bathroom, when he faced the mirror, now what he saw was a strange creature with a mouth facing forward followed by teeth at the corner of his mouth, two separate eyes that extended to the side, and his body which was now softer than the shiny skin of the woman with the laryngeal prominence yesterday.

Sazha's eyes were glassy, ​​while scared, he secretly watched his body which he now considered 'disgusting'. Sazha looked down at the table in front of the mirror while lamenting his fate again.

"I... I... am still human, right? Hahaha..." Sazha laughed like someone who was almost losing his mind.

Sazha once again thought about something he always thought about when he was little and until now he still didn't know the answer, or rather he didn't need to know.

Sazha could only be pensive, he stared at the pile of trash lying on the floor for quite a long time.

~ Silence ~

"Am I cursed because this room is dirty?" Sazha who was starting to lose his mind tried to clean the room, still hoping that this was all just paranoia.

When Sazha tried to step, he suddenly slipped because his skin was very slippery.

Under Hans's bed, Sazha saw a piece of paper with writing on it, and yes... he ignored it.

Sazha slowly got up again, he decided to clean Hans' apartment room which was still filled with trash.

~ A few minutes later

After finishing sweeping, he was currently trying to reach a piece of paper under the bed.

"Okay!"

Sazha opened the crumpled paper, he slowly observed its contents.

"What kind of letter is this, young man Hans? Oh, aren't you tired of receiving letters all the time..." Sazha grumbled in his heart to the figure of 'Hans' who he thought 'existed'.

"Let's read,

'~ Letter Contents ~

From: Mother to my beloved Hans...

Hello son, Hans, congratulations on being accepted into a state university, I am very proud of you.

Previously, I just bought a laptop as your graduation gift.

Achieve your dreams diligently, Hans, don't be like your parents.

I want you more than I want you... I know you can! Stay enthusiastic, son.

Lastly, I apologize for what happened yesterday, I know you, and I can't be mad about that.

Thank you also for giving me a graduation gift... even though you don't think so... but your efforts are the best gift a child can give to their parents...

Don't forget to take your medicine, son, I hope we are all always healthy.

~ mother.'

"

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~ A few minutes later

While Sazha was lying on the floor, suddenly there was a loud knock on the door of her apartment room. Sazha panicked and tried not to open the door. He hid in the bathroom while peeking through the crack in the door.

BANG BANG!!

"OPEN THE DOOR!!!"

"Damn, it's terrible if someone sees me like this," Sazha muttered to himself in panic.

Sazha remained hidden until a few minutes later the sound disappeared.

"Hufth, safe..." the man thought.

But a few seconds later the door bounced.

BANG!!

"WHAT!?" Sazha screamed in his heart when he saw the door suddenly floating in front of him.

Behind the dust, several men in black suits were seen entering Hans' room.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Hans..." greeted a man with a friendly smile.

"Wait a minute, what just happened? This isn't funny, maybe they—" said Sazha in his heart.

"Yes, that's right, now it's time for you to pay all your debts..." said the bespectacled man with a smile.

ace was very panicked.

"What!? How could that be!? How could a holy being like this young man Hans think of getting into debt!?" Sazha thought innocently.

"Even though I'm an old, unemployed failure, I've never owed anyone, it's better to choose a life that's already hard than to make it even harder." ~ Sazha.

The three men in black suits explored every corner of Hans' apartment room, until it was time for them to check the apartment's bathroom.

The panicked Sazha could only resign himself to his strange fate.

When the door opened, Sazha hid in the bathtub, he had a plan to pretend to be a fish.

One of the men in black was shocked.

"What's wrong, Mr. Yono? Did you find something?"

"Yes, but I only found white-skinned fish here."

The other two men in suits were shocked when they found Hans wriggling like a fish even though his body had returned to its original state.

Sazha slowly looked at the three men in black suits.

"I am a fish."