My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
Family picnic

At home I found no one. There is only a picnic basket in the living room. I didn't notice that. I'm looking for my mom and dad. All the rooms on the ground floor, nothing. Second floor, same. The third floor and also the attic, I did not find them. I asked a waiter I met. He said that he saw my father go to the garden tool shed. Knowing that I'm as bright as that. The barn is located behind the uncle's house. Sure enough, my father and uncle were there. Looks like they're preparing fishing gear. I approached those who were busy preparing equipment such as fishing rods with thread, bait, buckets, and so on.

"Dad. Uncle," call me make them look.

"Sherina you're home?" ask dad.

"What meda?"

"Just prepare fishing gear," replied Alan's uncle.

"Fishing?"

"Yes. Today we're going to go fishing in a lake not far from here" Dad explained.

"Oh... This seems to mean. Can this be called a surprise?"

"Just the same. But if you manage to get a fish, I'll give you a present."

"Haha... Just fishing, it's a little game in my eyes. Just look at it later your daughter will get a lot of fish" I said in her arrogant hands.

2 Hours later, a large lake is 5 minutes from home by car. This is where we fish.

"Yeahaaaa...!!! Why is it so hard!! There are no fish here?!" I shouted very annoyed.

I threw the fishing rod into his unfortunate sangking lake. How not, it's been almost 2 hours I've been fishing but not a single fish that ate my bait. While others several times got the fish sabaran. I really don't like this patience training.

"You said it was just a little game in your eyes" Alan's uncle sneered at me.

"Hm.." I just looked away.

"Fishing requires extra patience in order to get fish. With that temperament of yours whenever you can't get a fish at all" said my father.

"Rin is not suitable for fishing rods. He's too impatient."

"And you again! Why are you here?!" I pointed to Sofia who was alone early turns her family into participating in this ridiculous event.

"I tried to tell you when I got home from school. Wrong yourself not listening."

I just pouted hearing it. Fishing events like this are really boring. I glanced at the mothers who were busy chatting while accompanying Mia and Jimmmy, sofia's 5-year-old sister playing. I looked at these 4 anglers who had caught fish.

"Haihihah... It seemed like the result of his lure was already numerous," demonic intent appeared.

I stepped back slowly. I took a swing for... Jump into the lake. This made the anglers surprised. I splashed water on them.

"S H E R I N A ! ! ! !" shout them compact.

I dive in, avoiding their anger. The water of this lake was so clear that I could clearly see some fish swimming. And luck came to me. I saw a fish of a very large size. I slowly approached the fish, already feeling close enough I quickly caught the fish. Not successfully. Several times the fish managed to escape. It is very difficult to catch fish directly, plus the movement of these fish is very agile.

In the depths of the lake I saw something like a spear. I tried to take it, oh... It was just bamboo. But this is what I need. Bamboo is about 3 cm in diameter, half a meter long, serrated bamboo tips. It is suitable for making fish spears. I swam back in search of new prey and what I found was a fish smaller than before. Tampa thought long I was aiming for the fish that was standing still. One shot, on target. I took the fish and swam back to the place where I had jumped.

I just realized I've been swimming quite far from the fishing spot, and that's what I do with one breath. I came to the surface, took a deep breath, filling my lungs with fresh air. The first thing I saw was the facial expressions of those who were worried. I'm a little confused. Is there something I missed?

"Where have you been?! I thought you were drowning!" snapped Sofia.

"Cannot be. I am a good swimmer. I can hold my breath for more than 5 minutes. Oh... Yes look at this," I pointed my catch at them.

"Where did you get that fish?" ask uncle Alan.

"Of course catch him directly. It's more fun than doing that boring thing."

"You can't even control your hunting instinct as a wolf. But you still don't recognize yourself as a wolf" Sofia sneered.

"What wolf hunts fish?"

"Rin, when are you soaking in there?" ask uncle Jaseph. He is Sofia's father.

"Why? Did I have your fishing show?"

"No. It's just that there's a crocodile in this lake" my father said in an expression.

"What...!!!" I jumped out of the lake in a panic. "Dad lied to me. I didn't see any of those crocodiles."

"Who's lying? You didn't see the warning board?" point Alan's uncle at the memorial board on the edge of the lake. It's written...

...SWIMMING PROHIBITED! THERE'S CROCODILES!...

"Huh...?! Why didn't you tell me?"

"You've even been stuck in the lake, how do we tell you?" said father.

"Why not find me immediately? Don't you care about your own child's safety?"

"A crocodile would dare you?" said uncle Alan.

"...?"

"I'm even more worried about crocodiles, yes" continued Uncle Jaseph.

"Maybe that's why you didn't meet a crocodile. They've run away scared when they see you."

Father and son are the same. Is this what it's like to live in a family that comes from the night world?/ I don't know what else to say. There is no point in arguing with them.

"Rin, you fell in the lake?" ask my mother to come to us with others. I didn't see them come from where?

"Where is Rin going?" ask aunt Emely.

"Walk around for a moment" I returned to look at them.

"Change first" my mother shouted.

"I didn't bring a change of clothes."

"Rin I'm coming," Sofia ran after me.

Sofia and I wander through a pine forest that begins to feel plowed. It's getting late in the afternoon, it's a great time to take a sunset portrait. It was not until 5 minutes that we found a good photo spot. Right in the cliff, spread the weeds and beside the grass flowers white, yellow, purple, some are not much red. I look down. This cliff is not too high, maybe only 2 or 3 meters and not too just too much too. But why is it that when I look down my chest feels claustrophobic? My gaze whirled, the pain plowed into my head. I stepped back from the edge of the cliff and accidentally tripped legs made me fall down. I slow my breath as I try to stand up.

"Rin are you okay?" ask Sofia beside me.

"It's okay. Just that my head hurts a little bit," is this weird? This cliff is no higher than my balcony. But why is my chest so tight.

"Why? Did you see anything?" sofia asked suddenly made me look at her.

"See something? Do I have headaches often?"

"E... I don't know. But if you're like this, you usually see something that happened or happened in the past" explained Sofia.

"wait. You also know about the Necromancy ability I have?"

"of course. We've known it since we were kids, why don't we? My father was also a Necromancy." After all."

"really."

"Even my grandfather was also a Necromancy, though not as practical as your abilities. I learned it first. It was so hard, so many spells and symbols to remember, it made me dizzy in my head. I could only see them no more" He sat on the grass beside me facing the setting sun.

"Oh... Yes, I remember once we helped a ghost deliver a final message to his family. There was also a time when you dared to plunge into the river only it saved a cat had a little girl..." Sofia talked about our time together.

"What did I forget? I wish I could remember everything back" I said slowly. I hugged my two curls while looking at the sunset.

"What did you say?"

"none. Let's go back, please" I stood up. I extended my hand to Sofia.

"Yes," Sofia received my hand.

After taking some pictures, we returned. Our parents, uncles and aunts have finished cleaning all the luggage. The results of today's results are quite a lot.

"Sister," Mia approached while hiding something behind her body.

"What's up Mia?" I squatted my body with him.

"Ep... Here," Mia suddenly placed a bunch of grass flowers over my head.

"The pretty flower. Thank you Mia," I hugged Mia tightly.

"Sister... It's cold!" his yell.

I immediately let go of my embrace. "sorry. My clothes are still a little alkaline."

"Isn't my brother cold?"

"No."

"Gee... Unfairly. Where's for me?" Sofia immediately gave up protest.

"Let's just relax, brother, I've made one for you" Jimmy offered a series of weeds and dried grass.

"Who would wear that!"

"No need to already. I'll just give it to Coco.

⁇ ⁇ ⁇ (Metamorphotic)"

Jimmy chanted one of the spells. I just found out that Sofia's sister can also use magic. After he chanted the mantra, the series of weeds and dried grass slowly turned into a beautiful flower arrangement.

"No, I don't think you've been able to use a modifying spell. But isn't it too pretty just for a horse? Better for me."

"So brother didn't want to" Jimmy ran over to his mother.

"Jimmys... I was just kidding..." Sofia is after her little sister.

"Hahaha.." Mia and I just laughed at their behavior.

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