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    Crackle, crackle.

    As soon as I entered the house, I frowned at the cold moisture on my feet.

    “Why is there water on the floor…ah.”

    A man who thought his house was on fire was apparently spraying water here and there.

    Of course, it’s because the light of an illusion can’t go out.

    It didn’t seem like he had tried that much.

    Except for the front door, there were relatively few wet areas.

    “…Exactly here.”

    The place where the red dot on the app overlapped exactly with my location was the living room of this house.

    But, of course, nothing was visible.

    That meant one of two things.

    There’s a ghost story hidden somewhere in this room, or an object.

    However, the object that seemed to be a ghost story did not catch my eye.

    “Um…”

    It was an ordinary living room that you could see anywhere.

    There was a bed and a small drawer perfect for putting your cell phone in.

    As I glanced around the room, there was one place that seemed most suspicious.

    A perfect place for a ghost story to be hidden.

    Under the bed.

    “Ssup…whoosh…”

    It was a little scary.

    Rather than saying that the ghost story was scary, I felt a little uncomfortable about the fact that I was doing something like that.

    I took a deep breath, bent down in one breath, and looked under the bed.

    Wow!

    Then a white hand suddenly popped out.

    “Die!”

    With eerie words.

    Of course, there was no reason for me to die.

    I naturally grabbed the hand that was sticking out and pulled it out, dragging the owner of the hand out of the bed.

    “…Ghost!”

    It was strange that he was surprised by himself, but he was momentarily flustered and threw away the hand he had been holding.

    There was a female ghost with pale skin, long hair that reached below her waist, and a look of anger on her face.

    The face was ordinary.

    It was a little disappointing.

    Even while I was scared, I felt ashamed of myself for judging faces.

    But, this is a man’s instinct.

    “Just a little bit, just a little bit more, I could have gotten revenge!”

    He looks this way and screams.

    The eyes are scary.

    “Revenge? On that guy?”

    “Yeah!”

    His eyes sparkled.

    I felt alive just from looking at your eyes.

    Why like this?

    “What did that guy do to you?”

    “Because that guy didn’t catch me when I fellㅡ”

    The ghost said that he had asked at a good time and told his story in detail.

    There were a lot of curses mixed with various emotions, but the conclusion was this.

    “Because I didn’t catch you when you fell, you fell, and a car that didn’t see you got hit?”

    “Yeah! It’s all because of that guy.”

    “Well, why did you fall?”

    “…Walking while looking at my phone.”

    There was nothing more to hear.

    This ghost was taking out his anger on the man for no reason.

    And what would have happened if a man had caught this woman as she fell?

    They may have fallen together, or the man may have been thrown onto the road alone and had an accident.

    “…I know. Just stay still.”

    I gathered my inner energy into my hands.

    My hands turned red and a faint haze began to form.

    It was a heat rash.

    “Eek!”

    The ghost instinctively realized the threat and ran out of the room.

    I didn’t know that just a moment ago, I was glaring at you as if I was going to kill you, but you would immediately turn around and run away.

    Looking at that, it seems like it’s not really that strong of a ghost story.

    In some ways, it felt just like a human being.

    The ghost story arrived at the door that had been closed in advance and clumsily knocked on the door.

    It was a little unsettling to see a ghost whose hands couldn’t move properly due to fear.

    It felt as if I had become a ghost.

    “Even ghosts are nothing special.”

    The moment I slowly approached and reached out my handㅡ

    Squeak.

    The door opened.

    It wasn’t a ghost.

    The ghost, trembling with fear, was unable to open the locked door.

    That meansㅡ

    The side that opened the door was the opposite side.

    “Oppa, are you okay?… Huh?”

    It was Jae-hee who returned after evacuating the man suffering from hallucinations out of the apartment.

    The ghost threw itself at Jaehee, extending its white hand as if to take him hostage.

    Shhhh!

    However, I was faster.

    It moved as if it was flying at maximum speed, making a sound like it was cutting through the wind.

    I quickly moved to the back of the ghost and stuck my hand into its head.

    Phew!

    “Kkaaah!”

    “What…”

    Then, the ghost that had been burned by the internal energy turned to ash and disappeared without a trace.

    The sight before my eyes

    thud!

    Although we succeeded in getting rid of the ghost, we failed to completely slow it down, so Jaehee and I fell over, tangled with each other.

    Somehow, I ended up in a situation where I was pressing down on Jaehee from above.

    The faces were close.

    It was close enough that we could feel each other’s breath.

    “Huh? Oh…that…”

    Jaehee let out a voice that couldn’t form words, as if his head couldn’t keep up with the current situation.

    “…That’s right.”

    “Oh, I know, because of that ghost? I saw it too.”

    “Yeah.”

    I said it in advance just in case, but fortunately there was no misunderstanding.

    Was it because he saw a ghost rushing at him, even if it was only for a moment?

    Instead, he took the initiative and spoke up.

    “…Okay, now get out of the way…”

    “Ah. Sorry, I’ll move.”

    I found myself staring at his face without thinking.

    Pretty women were addictive just by their looks.

    I moved my body slowly.

    Jaehee, who had been lying down, got up with an awkward expression.

    “Ghost story… You got rid of it, right?”

    “Yeah.”

    Jaehee looked at the ghost story that had turned to ash under his feet and was amazed.

    “It really works… This is the first time I’ve seen someone exorcise that kind of ghost story.”

    “Really? Haven’t you seen it on TV or something?”

    “Most of that is staged.”

    As he said that, Jaehee smiled and tapped my shoulder with his palm.

    “Are you hurt anywhere?”

    “Yeah.”

    “I really worried for nothing.”

    “Believe me.”

    When Jaehee patted my shoulder and said that, I felt a little encouraged.

    I felt a little complimented.

    Jaehee shook off his body and calmly adjusted his clothes.

    I thought he had an easygoing personality, but I was relieved to see that he really didn’t seem to care about what just happened.

    “Okay, then let’s go report the ghost story exorcism!”

    Saying so, Jaehee walked ahead towards the elevator.

    Your ears look a little red.

    It must be my imagination.

    ***

    “Hoo…”

    After breaking up with Seonghan Oppa, I returned home and even took a shower.

    Today was a really long day.

    On the first day of registering as an exorcist, he confirmed the report, rescued the man, and even exorcised the demon.

    Of course, the exorcism was done by Seonghan Oppa alone, but the reward was split between the two.

    Although he stubbornly refused, his older brother Sunghan almost forced him to share the performance bonus.

    ‘Pay me back later.’

    I felt like he was saying that without any intention of receiving it.

    My first impression was that he was just an old man who smelled like alcohol.

    What should I say today?

    “Seonghan oppa, you’re like an exorcist.”

    That’s what it felt like.

    Of course he was an exorcist, but he looked closer to the ideal exorcist that he had in mind.

    Risk your life to find ghost stories and exorcise them.

    It seems like a simple story, but how many exorcists can actually do this?

    Perhaps, even Senior Lee Hwan wouldn’t be able to do it.

    “…It’s not like you have to exorcise ghost stories to be a good exorcist…”

    Still, if there was an image of a great exorcist, it would be the image of someone who could dispel ghost stories.

    And then I remembered the scene from earlier.

    That was an accident.

    Seonghan was unable to slow down while exorcising the ghost, so he pushed himself over.

    And the face was right in front of my nose.

    Although he may not be handsome, his face and expression were like someone throwing his body with all his might to save himself.

    It was rough, but there was something about it that made the viewer feel reassured.

    That face seemed like one that he would never forget, no matter how long it took.

    “…Still, isn’t that pretty? ”

    I don’t know why, but somehow I felt like I was making excuses on behalf of my older brother.

    Woohoo.

    The cell phone next to me rang.

    “Senior Lee Hwan?”

    It’s been a long time since my senior called me first.

    “Hello?”

    [Oh, did you register as an exorcist today?]

    “Yes, I registered with Seonghan Oppa and the team.”

    […Holy Oppa?]

    A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.

    [You said I was your senior.]

    “Senior is senior and oppa is oppa.”

    It didn’t mean anything.

    Just call it whatever you’re used to.

    One thing that has changed is that while I used to call him oppa out of necessity, now Seonghan oppa really feels like oppa to me.

    And sometimes, I would call my senior, Hwan Lee, oppa.

    But sometimes.

    “Come to think of it, senior, you don’t talk about nuns these days.”

    [These days, the nun… looks at her cell phone a lot…]

    It was a voice that seemed somewhat listless.

    “I guess the nun is into YouTube too.”

    […Is that so…]

    “Or, who are you contacting?”

    [With who?]

    “How would I know that?”

    I could tell by looking at Senior Lee Hwan’s surprised reaction to a casual remark.

    As expected, Senior Lee Hwan likes a woman called a nun.

    So I became more curious.

    That nun that Senior Lee Hwan liked and that Oppa Seonghan also praised.

    “Let’s have a meal together as a team later.”

    [Team-to-team?]

    “Yes, you and Seonghan oppa are both friends. Let’s have a meal together to celebrate passing the exorcist exam.”

    […I’ll ask the nun sometime.]

    “Yes.”

    [Don’t expect too much.]

    After making that vague promise, I hung up the phone.

    “What kind of person is the nun?”

    Even though Senior Lee Hwan said that, I somehow felt like we would meet again soon.

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