The ghost stories in the novels I was reading became reality.
The world would be ruined if I left it alone, so I just went around crying and eating mustard.
“Don’t leave me and go somewhere else. Got it···?”
“No matter where you are, you’ll come back to me, right? ”
The strongest ghost stories are fixated on me, and
“Eek! Sa, save me!”
“Ah··· Ah, I met a ghost story···.”
People mistook me for a ghost story.
What the f*ck.
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