Lord of the Mysteries

Having had half a day to spare, I stay in the bookstore until it’s almost seven.

During this time, I can’t refuse the owner’s repeated offers. I reluctantly take a small slice of lemon cake, a set of pasta with minced meat, and two grilled sausages that had been battered and fried with spicy chicken powder.

I don’t need dinner… I rub my belly and decide to take a walk home.

This helps with digestion.

The only problem is that the weather is hot and stuffy. If I walk in this weather for a while, I’ll definitely sweat.

However, ever since I entered society, I’ve always had the habit of taking a shower everyday. And today, I’m also preparing to wash some clothes, so I’m not too averse to sweating.

To my surprise, perhaps because of the Assassin beverage, I managed to passively lose weight. I don’t even have a tummy. Furthermore, I’m good at using the shadows to hide myself. When I return to my rented apartment, I’ve only sweated a fifth of what I expected.

That medium lady, Madam Daly, will be here at nine. There’s still about two hours left. With more than enough time, I decide to use the fan after my shower, and to play some games.

As for using the air conditioner, the weather isn’t too hot. Besides, after becoming an Assassin, I feel that I have a strong tolerance for heat and stuffy conditions.

To be honest, this cannot be considered unbearable. It’s just that I don’t really feel that hot and stuffy.

When I enter the bathroom, I glance at the mirror and suddenly think of a question:

That female ghost was introduced by Detective Sherlock Moriarty to protect me and investigate that mysterious cult. She hasn’t shown any intention of harming me. Should I remind her that I’ve found a medium, so she should hide in advance?

She doesn’t have any ill intentions. She’s very friendly. Besides, my reason for dealing with that mysterious cult is reasonably convincing… She must’ve sensed Madam Daly’s power last night. Even if I don’t tell her, she should be able to guess what will happen next… I think for a moment and make up my mind.

However, a new problem rears its head:

How should I warn her?

I don’t even know where she is or how I should contact her!

Looking around, I can’t find any clues. It seems like I’m the only person in the room.

Uh, yes, there’s only one person, but who knows if there are any ghosts.

rather silly talking to myself… I recall last night and cast my

my reflection in the mirror, I whisper, “I’ve

of me turns dark, as if the surrounding light had been

a small bonnet and a retro

“Thank you.”

image disappears and the

of relief and hang up my

shower, I suddenly

am I spending so much

even secretly protecting

with a maximum of

a

the need to think of a

Daly doesn’t live in the suburbs,

can’t be sure that the female ghost doesn’t have any ill intentions… In my hesitation, I wipe myself dry

decided to use the strategy of delaying things to hold

something amiss, I’ll immediately get Madam

it’s really embarrassing to break a contract… I return to my room, pick up my phone, and

ghost that is haunting

truth, but I didn’t explain

I did last night scared her away? Or maybe you were too much of a pervert and scared her away. Didn’t I ask you to

more likely that ‘A Chinese Ghost Story’ will make the female ghost shy…

“I don’t know.

come over today. I’ll keep an eye out for a few more days. If the female ghost really

can reimburse you for your preparations. No, I

a female ghost and play with it.

this, I relax. I feel like I’ve earned a huge sum of

settling this matter, I happily

to go downstairs to buy some delicious food to reward myself as I didn’t spend any money for dinner and didn’t have to pay for the

have roasted eggplants…” I mutter as

barbecue

the hooligan nicknamed “Dani” is seriously handing

charred-yellow hair, eyebrows, and his introduction of the description of tutoring class