Moon Trap (English Translation)

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Ruen Manao –the lime green house- is still the same as his memories. Shama opened the door and sighed in frustration as he looked at the poor design he had made of his own house. But even so, Shama prefers to stay here than in his mother's house, because there, wherever he went, he would be seeing her at all times. Shama came back more than a week ago, but before that his mother didn't let him go back to the lemon-green house because she was afraid that he would pass out or have a relapse, although the wound is now completely healed, only a few pains persist from time to time.

It is after nine at night, probably the first thing he should do is clean the house. Shama doesn't like to bring the housewife if it's not absolutely necessary. He himself had long had plans to demolish the house. And most likely his mother wouldn't let him back to this house easily ... but he was on a mission to find memories. He froze when he saw that his house was completely different from his memories. At least there wasn't a potted cactus on the dining table with a ceramic doll in the shape of a bear before! Also, the floor tiles are clean and well polished. Seeing these details, Shama went to the kitchen area. The white stone counter top was clean with the cooking equipment properly arranged. And the glass on the walls, windows, and door of the house that would normally be dusty and covered in bird droppings ... is completely and utterly clean.

Shama hurriedly walked up to the second floor. Once there, his eyes widened in amazement, seeing that his work area is organized. In the V-shaped area, there was, on the sofa, a large pillow and a folded blanket that he had never seen before. And on the lemon-shaped table in front of the TV, there were folders, notebooks, stationery and pencils that weren't hers. Luna Shertham Shama ... is the handwritten name that's scrawled on the page ...

Whose name is this? Or is that the person's name?

But he never let anyone come to the lime green house unless they had to ...and he never let them go up to the second floor either.

Shama turned around and continued walking across the floor ... he opened the closet ... and there was, hanging, a student uniform that was not his ... Even the bed has no traces of having been used, although the bed did seem to be the same as always. The next room is the bathroom ... there, two toothbrushes were on the counter, along with a body wash of a brand that he had never used before, and also towels ...

Ohhh !!!! ...

There is a strange creature living in his house. In addition, the official key of the house was missing, since he had used to enter the spare key. A strange and suspicious feeling came over Shama, who carefully examined the house once more. In the backyard there was a family of cacti occupying an area next to the house. Something very different and that had nothing to do with the style of a Japanese garden ... In addition, it has a moon-shaped sign attached.

Who planted it?

It's stupid, why would they plant in a Japanese-style garden ... cacti? Although it is still advisable to choose this area because the sprinkler does not reach there. Among the cacti you could also see some flowers ... How much time do you have to spend on cacti to make them bloom?

Shama crouched on a dark brown wooden walkway. With his chin resting on his knees he looked at the plump cactus as he thought that it must be a strange creature that had planted the cactus. The strange creature is a person who draws madly. Also, do he have the key to this house?... oh...

During these three months, he had a servant and didn't know it? Shama couldn't ask his mother because he definitely wouldn't have let her have anything to do with this house. At that moment there was a knock on the door of the house, and Shama walked to hide behind a tree. Since it was already night, no one would see him in that corner, but he could, from that angle, clearly see the interior of the house. Glasses adorn his face and in that instant he could see, physically, the true indifferent face that he had only seen before through rough paper ...