When Kim was sent back by Mrs. Quinn, she brought back a diary, which was Pochi Quinn's. Attaching the last few articles, perhaps I should first remind you that this is the diary of a madman, and it doesn't matter if you don't read it.

*year*month*day

Finally, one of the old fellows is dead, and the rest is almost gone! I can't wait! Quinn is mine!

But that hateful old woman insisted on a traditional funeral at that Grande House! The first thing I didn't want me to do in charge of the Quin Group was to get the funerals of those two old guys under the watchful eyes of the media!

I've tried to stop it! I've tried hard, I've tried hard, but I've failed! The people of the Grande House are savages! Rude, low! Like rats in the gutter!

No! The most hateful thing is the old woman! She actually booked a funeral for me! Hahaha! Ridiculously, she also decided to bury my father and mother! I think she wanted to transfer the real body to the Grande House!

She's getting old! She's getting weak! The woman who buried her son and my mother with her own hands has softened! Does she want to create a perfect family after death?

Why should I fight against her? She doesn't deserve it! She's just an old, sluggish, and weak dying person! She doesn't deserve me to fight! All I have to do is be patient!

Wait?haha! It won't take too long!

*year*month*day

Why is that old woman still alive?!Why is her medical report completely healthy?!

I don't understand! I don't accept it!

I can't do it all over again!

I need to start all over again! I'm so relaxed!

But why? I don't understand! No! I don't need to understand! Start all over again! It's only half a year! The rotten factor is in the blood of 'Quinin'! All I need to do is let it develop! Start with a mole!

I have time, but she doesn't have time! Maybe this time, half a year won't be needed!

*year*month*day

Something has changed. The old woman changed the supplier of the food, changed the cook...... She cut me off control over everything, why?

Did she find out? No way!

She's had a press conference! Damn! She's back in the spotlight! That's where I should be! She's taken my chance again!

But she made a mistake! This vain old woman!'Quin's glory'? She would never be willing to leave Quinn to anyone else!So Quinn would only be mine!

*year*month*day

Those two pesky Grande House guys are here! I hate them! I hate this dog even more!

Why does this dog have to follow me all the time! I should poison it! But I don't have the ability to buy anything!

Wait! What's that! Just now, the old guy's face appeared in the mirror!

No, it's just that pesky dog with no expression!

I hate this dog! He's always dangling around me! or staring at pictures in a daze!

Ahhh

That old guy should be in that Grande House, waiting for tomorrow's funeral!

yes, it's supposed to be tomorrow's funeral, which irritates me!

No, I'm not upset at all! I'm happy! Tomorrow! I'll be able to send one away! Hopefully, in the near future, I'll be able to send the other one!

*year*month*day

I hate funerals!

Everything smelled of decay! Whether it was a cold, hard seat or a bunch of old guys next to it!

The smell of decay makes me hate it! These old things should have disappeared sooner! Like the old guy lying in a coffin!

No, no, not in the ground, but in the flames of dust!

I hate this church! It's dead! And that statue of the Son! It's a Passion style from decades ago, and I don't know what such a church is about!

The old guy in the coffin is full of death!

I don't know why, but when I look at him, I have the illusion that I'm looking in the mirror!

Get out of my mirror! You guy who has begun to rot in the land!!

*year*month*day

I'm tired!

I knew I had dark circles under my eyes, but I didn't dare look in the mirror! The mirror was shattered by me, and there was the shadow of the old guy in every fragment! He was staring at me fiercely! He was telling me that I had killed him!

Yes, it's me, what can you do?!Can you get out of the mirror and get revenge?

Hahaha!

Something was touching my back.

(Messy scratches.) ）

*year*month*day

This house is haunted by resentful spirits!

I didn't lie! I touched him! It was as cold as ice, and he said, "It's a shame that you poisoned me and your grandmother, we're all alive." ”

He's lying! He's dead! I've seen him sealed in a coffin! Buried in the dirt!

He must be lying! No one alive can be so cold! He's a wrath crawling out of hell!

(Distorted handwriting.) ）

He's touching me! I can feel his fingers running down my back! Get out!

(Messy scratches.) ）

*year*month*day

No one believed me, the servants would run away when I passed, and the old woman would just look at me with a frown and disgust!

I hate her! I hate one in this house!

I locked myself in the bathroom!I couldn't get out!The old guy was outside!He was going to touch me with his cold fingers!I hated that feeling!No, I was scared of that feeling!

Wait, what did I hear.

"Pochi, Pochi......"

Mother, is the voice of a mother!

(elongated notes)

No!No!!That's not my mother!She's dead!Hit the corner of the table in an argument with my father!She's dead!She can't show up!There's no way I'm calling my name outside!!

*year*month*day

I leaned against the door, trying not to pay attention to the sounds outside. Finally, the sound died down and I opened the door and there was nothing.

I tried to rest for a while, but I felt a cold touch, and when I opened my eyes, it was her! Mother, she was exactly like in the picture!

She said, "Why are you poisoning me?"

I wanted to refute, I didn't poison her, she turned into a grandfather and said the same thing, I found that I couldn't refute it.

*year*month*day

I had a dream about my mother, she was sitting on the edge of my bed, and I wanted to touch her to see if she was cold.

When I woke up, she was really sitting on the edge of my bed, and I went to touch her, and she was like an ice cube!

I wanted to run, but I was held down!

The man who ended his life with a revolver! His hands were cold! But he held me down and wouldn't let me escape.

I woke up from a dream and there was nothing.

No, he's still there, the old guy I saw buried in the dirt, sitting on the edge of my bed, and I touched him like ice. He said he was going to drag me to hell.

I woke up from a dream and there was nothing.

Only the nasty dog, who looked at me indifferently, said that it was going to drag me to hell.

I woke up from a dream and there was nothing.

My mother sat on the edge of the bed, and she asked me what I saw, and I answered, and I saw my grandfather and father, and they were as cold as an ice vault.

I woke up from the dream, and this time there was really nothing.

There was only another me, sitting on the edge of the bed.

*year*month*day

I woke up and there was nothing.

A stranger sat on the edge of the bed, he asked me some questions, I answered, I saw some people, they were as cold as an ice vault.

I was waiting for the dream to wake up, and sure enough, the dream woke up.

The pesky dog sat on the edge of my bed, and he turned into my appearance, and he said, I need help.

*year*month*day

I don't remember what nursing home I had an appointment to go to, but I saw my signature and I thought I was right and I needed help.

I cued, it's a madman's diary.