Having had half a day to spare, I stay in the bookstore until itâs almost seven.
During this time, I canât refuse the ownerâs 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 donât 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, Iâll definitely sweat.
However, ever since I entered society, Iâve always had the habit of taking a shower everyday. And today, Iâm also preparing to wash some clothes, so Iâm not too averse to sweating.
To my surprise, perhaps because of the Assassin beverage, I managed to passively lose weight. I donât even have a tummy. Furthermore, Iâm good at using the shadows to hide myself. When I return to my rented apartment, Iâve only sweated a fifth of what I expected.
That medium lady, Madam Daly, will be here at nine. Thereâs 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 isnât 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. Itâs just that I donât 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 hasnât shown any intention of harming me. Should I remind her that Iâve found a medium, so she should hide in advance?
She doesnât have any ill intentions. Sheâs very friendly. Besides, my reason for dealing with that mysterious cult is reasonably convincing⊠She mustâve sensed Madam Dalyâs power last night. Even if I donât 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 donât even know where she is or how I should contact her!
Looking around, I canât find any clues. It seems like Iâm the only person in the room.
Uh, yes, thereâs only one person, but who knows if there are any ghosts.
Perhaps sheâs hiding somewhere and I can just talk to the air? Itâs rather silly talking to myself⊠I recall last night and cast my gaze back at the mirror.
Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I whisper, âIâve hired a medium. Sheâll be here at nine.â
As soon as I finish speaking, the mirror in front of me turns dark, as if the surrounding light had been sucked in.
The pale female ghost wearing a small bonnet and a retro dress appears in the mirror and nods gently.
âThank you.â
In a second, her image disappears and the mirror returns to normal.
I heave a sigh of relief and hang up my clothes before I start to take a shower.
As I shower, I suddenly freeze.
Since the female ghost has already left, why am I spending so much money to hire a medium?
The female ghost clearly has no ill intentions, and sheâs even secretly protecting me. Why would I spend so much money to hire a medium?
Thatâs 20,000 yuan, with a maximum of 50,000!
Wouldnât that be a waste of money?
While taking pity on my wallet, I feel the need to think of a way to cancel the contract.
Anyways, itâs still early. As long as Madam Daly doesnât live in the suburbs, she probably hasnât set off yet.
But I canât be sure that the female ghost doesnât have any ill intentions⊠In my hesitation, I wipe myself dry and put on my clothes.
After careful consideration, I decided to use the strategy of delaying things to hold back on the exorcism assignment.
During this process, if I discover something amiss, Iâll immediately get Madam Daly to come over!
Sigh, itâs really embarrassing to break a contract⊠I return to my room, pick up my phone, and send a message to SleepingWithCorpses.
âMadam Daly, the ghost that is haunting me seems to have left.â
This is the truth, but I didnât explain why.
âIndeedâŠâ After more than ten seconds, Madam Daly replies, âCould it be that the restrictions I did last night scared her away? Or maybe you were too much of a pervert and scared her away. Didnât I ask you to watch âA Chinese Ghost Storyâ and learn how to interact with female ghosts?â
I feel that itâs more likely that âA Chinese Ghost Storyâ will make the female ghost shy⊠I didnât dare reply as I cautiously say,
âI donât know.
âHow about this? Donât come over today. Iâll keep an eye out for a few more days. If the female ghost really doesnât appear again, then forget it. If thereâs any problem, Iâll let you know again. How about that?â
After some hesitation, I add, âI can reimburse you for your preparations. No, I mean pay a reasonable fee.â
âLetâs do this for now. I thought I could catch a female ghost and play with it. ?â Madam Daly sends an emoji.
Hearing this, I relax. I feel like Iâve earned a huge sum of money.
After settling this matter, I happily play games.
At eleven oâclock, I decided to go downstairs to buy some delicious food to reward myself as I didnât spend any money for dinner and didnât have to pay for the exorcism.
âEggplants, I have to have roasted eggplantsâŠâ I mutter as I rush out of the estate.
Before I can choose the barbecue stall, I see those punks again.
Among them, the hooligan nicknamed âDaniâ is seriously handing out flyers.
His dyed, charred-yellow hair, eyebrows, and his introduction of the description of tutoring class form a strong contrast.
This tutoring class is interesting⊠I glance around and see an acquaintance sitting at the barbecue stall on the right.
Miss Bernie Huang!
How is a rich young lady like her eating at a roadside barbecue stall? Does CEO Huang know? I casually size up Miss Huangâs companion.
If it was a guy, hehe, that would be amazing gossip!
Uh, a girl wearing black-framed glasses. Sheâs not too old, about the same age as Miss Huang⊠I feel full of regret and was about to retract my gaze.
At this moment, Miss Huang raises her head and looks over.
At this moment, our eyes meet.
She immediately stands up and walks towards me.
This is a little awkward⊠However, thereâs nothing to feel awkward about. I live nearby, so whatâs wrong with coming out to eat some barbecue? I stand my ground and wait for Miss Huang and her friend to come over.
Miss Huang stops in front of me and tersely acknowledges my presence.
âI have something I need your help with.â
The girl in black-framed glasses beside her asks curiously, âFather, who is he?â
Pfft⊠What kind of address is that? The relationship between youngsters nowadays is so complicated⊠Iâm actually at a loss as to how to respond. I can only force the corners of my mouth to curl up as I express my doubts with a smile.
âWe had a bet in our dorm. Whoever lost had to address the winner as father,â Miss Bernie Huang explains.
She points at the girl beside her.
âHer family runs a tutoring class.
âI would like you to register for the Dream Tutoring Classes and sit in for their classes.
âIâll pay for it. Iâll also pay you a fee for the work you do later.â
Register for the tutoring class⊠I canât help but turn my head to look at the hooligans who are seriously handing out flyers.