Harem System: Spending Money On Women For 100\% Rebate!-Chapter 226: Is This My... Home?

Kyle left them in that area after he got confirmation that Priscilla and Oliver were on their way.

But there was something strange, Kyle couldn't remember where his house stood.

No, that wasn't right, the houses here looked very different from what he remembered.

Kyle saw a passerby and stopped her in her tracks. This lady was covered in tattoos from head-to-toe but Kyle didn't judge by this.

What he judged her by was the fact that she was living in a crappy place such as this.

The lady looked at Kyle from head to toe like he was lost.

The way he looked, the way he carried himself, this man didn't live here.

"Are you lost bud?" The lady asked with a raised brow.

"Unfortunately, no," Kyle responded but the lady wasn't having it.

There was no reason for someone who looked as good as him to be here unless he was looking for some good stuff.

"Alright, I can fix you up real quick but it is going to cost you," The lady said but Kyle knew that if he turned her down, she could assume he was a police officer or potentially lead him into a trap.

"Hahaha! I'm not looking for that and I lived here once upon a time but I got out," Kyle said.

"You got out? No one gets out of here, bud," The lady was quick to rubbish his claim.

But Kyle's facial expression changed in an instant prompting the lady to take a step back because she felt threatened.

"You will be wise not to judge a book by its cover…" Kyle warned her in a blood-curdling voice.

"W-Woah! Take it easy bud!" The lady didn't want any trouble but Kyle needed her help nonetheless.

"Is this XXX-XXX-XXX Street?" Kyle asked to which the woman nodded.

"That can't be right, the houses don't look the same," Kyle said under his breath but the woman heard him.

"They have been the same for years. The same shitty foundation but no one lives in this neighbourhood anymore or at least not anyone fucking sane," The lady informed Kyle.

This worried Kyle because how could he have imagined his childhood home differently?

That shouldn't be possible but if these houses have been the same then there was no way that someone had changed the structure of every house in this neighborhood.

This further proved how unreliable his memory was and how most of the things he thought he knew were proving to be false.

"Unless you were begging to be killed," The lady added but this caught Kyle's ear.

"Killed? What do you mean killed?" Kyle asked.

"Do you believe in rumours?" The lady was talkative like she had been waiting for someone to tell this story all her life.

"They exist for a reason, right?" Kyle responded but he began to notice that there was no one around.

This place was deserted so how did he run into this woman? Did she follow him into somewhere secluded?

Kyle realized he had dropped his guard and this woman might very well be an enemy.

"A serial killer, the man that drank the blood of his victims," The lady said but Kyle rolled his eyes at this nonsense.

"A serial killer?" Kyle repeated with a head shake trying his best not to laugh at this ridiculousness.

"That is right…" The lady repeated but Kyle noticed from her face that she was dead serious but she also stated that no one sane lived in this area.

"Tell me, do you happen to stay here?" Kyle asked.

"How did you know!?" The lady asked, looking at Kyle like he had read her mind.

"Just a hunch but tell me more," Kyle knew he had nothing to lose and if he couldn't trust his memories then he had to trust the memories of others.

There was a chance that he remembered it wrongly, he was a child so this was normal but Kyle felt lost.

Kyle felt like his life was a product of his imagination, he had no idea how to stand by what he knew.

"He was a man that had no form, some called him a monster but it is unknown what he truly was, we know for a fact that he was responsible for a series of murders that occurred a few years back," The lady said but that was absurd.

Of course, he was a man, this wasn't some supernatural world where angels and demons existed.

However, this place was also far from crime-free and there were murders here frequently.

Be it rape, be it a crime, or be it just murder, it was a common occurrence.

So why did she sum it up to some serial killer even though this would be the perfect place for one to operate? ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Is that all?" Kyle asked, partly disappointed by this absurdity but he expected a better ending.

"Or are you just stalling for your friends to make their move?" Kyle asked and the woman's eyes widened.

"You can see them too!?" She questioned but Kyle was taking a guess, this was him taking a guess but this woman was mentally unstable.

"Um…" Kyle muttered under his breath but he had gotten confirmation that there was no one here so that meant he could go into the house.

The building might be different but there was no doubt that this was the street and the road that led to his home.

Kyle left the crazy woman there and walked into his house, the moment he stepped in, he was hit with an overwhelming stench that nearly made him throw up everything left in his stomach.

The house was empty but some things reminded him of that time.

The cracked ceiling remained the same hole that always made water leak through the door of the house every rainy season.

They always kept a bucket beneath but the hole was a lot bigger now and Kyle realized that this was no doubt the house he grew up in.

He couldn't contain the emotions building up inside him and in the blink of an eye, tears began to stream down his cheeks.