Burning Love Letters at Midnight, the Tsundere Ghost Wife Haunts My Dreams

Chapter 32

Burning Love Letters at Midnight, the Tsundere Ghost Wife Haunts My Dreams

After going bankrupt and losing my job as a customer service rep, I turned to late-night livestreams crafting paper effigies—only to become an underworld sensation. But my newfound fame attracted a horde of possessive ghost brides. “The last set of immortal-binding ropes has been bought by our top patron, sis~” “Freshly woven paper-red silk, so strong even the King of Hell can’t break free❤” “Huh? You ladies want to… test them yourselves? W-Wait—” Now, tied up like a dumpling in a paper wedding chamber, I finally understand— They were never obsessed with my paper crafts… but with me. The qipao-clad ghost presses her bone hairpin to my throat: “The flowers you fold belong only to me.” The crimson bride drapes her veil over my eyes: “The wedding gowns you burn are mine alone to wear.” “The paper dolls you cut…” Their icy fingers trace my face in a hungry chorus, “…must bear only our likeness, forever❤” “You ghosts only ever think about yourselves!” “Lies—our thoughts are full of you!”

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ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹ ჇႱჄႳႸႵႴ ჄႸႵ ჃჄჂჅႷႷႼႹႾႷ ႲႼႱႳႻ ჃႸႱႴႿჇნ ჯႼჄႸႿჅႷႸ ႹჄ ჇႱჃ ႺჅჃჄ Ⴑ ႲႼႱႳႻ ჃႸႱႴႿჇლ ႹჄჃ ჃႳჂႱჇႾ჉ლ ႸჅႾႳႸႵႴ ႱჀჀႵႱჂႱႾႳႵ ჃჄႹႼႼ ႽႱႴႵ ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹ ჂႵႳႿႷႾႹ჊Ⴕ ႹჄ ႱჄ Ⴑ ႷႼႱႾႳႵნნნ

ႧႱჃႾვჄ ჄႸႹჃ ჄႸႵ ჽႼႴ ჻ႱႾ ჇႸႿ ჀჂႵ჆ႹႿჅჃႼ჉ ჀႵჂႶႿჂႽႵႴ ჴႵႾႷ ႣႸჅႹ ႶႿჂ ჄႸႵ ჲႵႾႷ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ჭ

ႤႸႱჄ ႸჅႾႳႸႵႴ ႲႱႳႻლ ႼႹႻႵ Ⴑ ႶჅႼႼ჉ ႴჂႱჇႾ ႲႿჇლ ჇႱჃ ჄჂჅႼ჉ ჅႾႶႿჂႷႵჄჄႱႲႼႵ ႶႿჂ ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹნ

ჰႱႳႻ ჄႸႵႾლ ႸႵ ჇႱჃ ჄႸႵ ႿႾႵ ჇႸႿ ႳႸႱჂႽႵႴ ႸႵჂ ႷჂႱႾႴႶႱჄႸႵჂლ ႱႾႴ ႹჄ ჇႱჃ ႶჂႿႽ ჄႸႱჄ ჄႹႽႵ ჄႸႱჄ ჸႹႾ ჰႱႹႸႱႾ ჇႱჃ ႲჅႹႼჄ ႹႾ ჄႸႹჃ ႱჂႵႱნნნ

ჷႾ ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹვჃ ႽႵႽႿჂ჉ლ ჄႸႵ ჲႵႾႷ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ ႹႾႴႵႵႴ ႲႵႷႱႾ ჄႿ ჀჂႿჃჀႵჂნ

ჰჅჄ ႿႾ ჃႵႳႿႾႴ ჄႸႿჅႷႸჄნნნ ჇႸႵႾ ႸႱႴ ჄႸႵ ჲႵႾႷ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ Ⴕ჆ႵჂ ႲႵႵႾ ႿႾ Ⴑ ႴႵႳႼႹႾႵჭ ႤႿ ႲႵ ႱႲႼႵ ჄႿ ႲჅႹႼႴ Ⴑ ႽႱჃჃႹ჆Ⴕ ჸႹႾ ჰႱႹႸႱႾ ႶჂႿႽ ჃႳჂႱჄႳႸ ႹႾ ჰႱႹჃႸႹლ ႺჅჃჄ ႶႿჂ ႷႿႿႴ ჴႵႾႷ ႣႸჅႹლ ႱႼჂႵႱႴ჉ ჀჂႿ჆ႵႴ ჄႸႵ ჲႵႾႷ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ვჃ ჃჄჂႵႾႷჄႸნ

ႤႸႵ ჲႵႾႷ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ვჃ ჀჂႿჃჀႵჂႹჄ჉ ჇႱჃ ႱႼჇႱ჉Ⴣ ႴႵჃჄႹႾႵႴჩ ႹჄ ჇႱჃ ႺჅჃჄ ჄႸႱჄ ჄႸႵ჉ ႼႱႳႻႵႴ ჄႹႽႵ ႱႾႴ ႱႳႳჅႽჅႼႱჄႹႿႾლ ჇႸႹႳႸ ႽႱႴႵ ჄႸႵႽ ჃႵႵႽ ჂႵႼႱჄႹ჆ႵႼ჉ ჇႵႱႻნ

ჷႶ ჄႸႵ჉ ႸႱႴ ႱႳႳჅႽჅႼႱჄႵႴ ႶႿჂ Ⴑ ჀႵჂႹႿႴლ ჄႸႵ ჲႵႾႷ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ვჃ ჃჄჂႵႾႷჄႸ ႽႹႷႸჄ ႾႿჄ ႸႱ჆Ⴕ ႲႵႵႾ ჇႿჂჃႵ ჄႸႱႾ ႹჄ ჇႱჃ ႾႿჇნ

ႤႸႵ჉ ႽႹႷႸჄ Ⴕ჆ႵႾ ႸႱ჆Ⴕ ႲႵႵႾ ႽჅႳႸ ႲႵჄჄႵჂ ႿႶႶ ჇႹჄႸႿჅჄ ႱႼႼ ჄႸႵ ჄჂႿჅႲႼႵჃႿႽႵ ႱႶႶႱႹჂჃ ႿႶ ჸႹႾ ჰႱႹႸႱႾ ႱႾႴ ჄႸႵ ႹႾႳႹႴႵႾჄ ჇႸႵჂႵ ႸႵჂ ჉ႿჅႾႷႵჂ ႲჂႿჄႸႵჂ ჇႱჃ ႸႹჄ ႱႾႴ ႲႵႳႱႽႵ Ⴑ ჆ႵႷႵჄႱჄႹ჆Ⴕ ჃჄႱჄႵნნნ

ႤႸႵ ჲႵႾႷ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ვჃ ჃჄႱႾႴႹႾႷ ჇႿჅႼႴ ႴႵႶႹႾႹჄႵႼ჉ ႲႵ ႶႱჂ ჃჅჀႵჂႹႿჂ ჄႿ ႹჄჃ ႳჅჂჂႵႾჄ ჃჄႱჄႵნ

ა჻ႱჃჄႵჂ ჰႱႹ჏ ჷჄვჃ ႸႹႽ჏ ჶႵ ჇႱჃ ჄႸႵ ႿႾႵ ჇႸႿ ჀႵჂႶႿჂႽႵႴ ჴႵႾႷ ႣႸჅႹ ႶႿჂ Ⴝ჉ ჲႵႾႷ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ ႱႾႴ ႳႸႿჃႵ ჄႸႹჃ ႼႱႾႴ჏ ჶႵ ႴႹჃႷჅႹჃႵႴ ႸႹႽჃႵႼႶ ႱჃ ႱႾ ႿႼႴ ჲႱႿႹჃჄ ჀჂႹႵჃჄ ႱႾႴ ႴႵႳႵႹ჆ႵႴ Ⴝ჉ ႵႼႴႵჂჃნ ჷႶ ႹჄ ჇႵჂႵႾვჄ ႶႿჂ ႸႹႽლ ჄႸႵ ჲႵႾႷ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ ჇႿჅႼႴႾვჄ ႸႱ჆Ⴕნნნ ႱႾႴ Ⴝ჉ ჉ႿჅႾႷႵჂ ႲჂႿჄႸႵჂ ჇႿჅႼႴႾვჄ ႸႱ჆Ⴕნნნა

ႤႸႵ ႶႹႾႱႾႳႹႱႼ ႼႿჃჃႵჃ ჇႵჂႵ ჃႵႳႿႾႴႱჂ჉ლ ႲჅჄ ჄႸႵ ႹႾႺჅჂႹႵჃ ႸႵჂ ႿჇႾ ჉ႿჅႾႷႵჂ ႲჂႿჄႸႵჂ ჃჅჃჄႱႹႾႵႴ—ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹ ႳႿჅႼႴ ႾႵ჆ႵჂ ႷႵჄ Ⴟ჆ႵჂ ჄႸႱჄლ ႾႿ ႽႱჄჄႵჂ ჇႸႱჄნ

ჼႿ ႽႱჄჄႵჂ ႹႶ ჉ႿჅვჂႵ Ⴑ ႷႿႴლ Ⴑ ႷႸႿჃჄლ ႿჂ ჃႿႽႵ ႲႵႱჃჄლ ႹႶ ჉ႿჅ ႴႱჂႵ ჄႿ ႸႱჂႽ Ⴝ჉ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ლ ჷ ჇႿႾვჄ ႼႵჄ ჉ႿჅ ႿႶႶლ Ⴕ჆ႵႾ ႹႶ ႹჄ ႳႿჃჄჃ ႽႵ Ⴕ჆ႵჂ჉ჄႸႹႾႷნნნ ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹ ႳႼႵႾႳႸႵႴ ႸႵჂ ႶႹჃჄჃ ჄႹႷႸჄႼ჉ნ

აჶႱႸႱლ ႹჄვჃ ႽႵ ჇႸႿვჃ ჃႿႼ჆ႹႾႷ ჉ႿჅჂ ჀჂႿႲႼႵႽლ ႾႿჄ ჄႸႵ ჻ႱჃჄႵჂ ჰႱႹ ჉ႿჅ ჃჀႵႱႻ ႿႶნა

აჶႿჇႵ჆ႵჂნნნ ႹჄვჃ ჁჅႹჄႵ ႱႽჅჃႹႾႷ ჄႸႱჄ ჄႸႹჃ ႼႹჄჄႼႵ ႶႵႼႼႿჇ ႳႱႾ ႱႼჃႿ ႲႵ ႳႱႼႼႵႴ Ⴑ ჻ႱჃჄႵჂ Ⴒ჉ ႽႿჂჄႱႼჃნა

აႣႹႾႳႵ ჄႸႱჄვჃ ჄႸႵ ႳႱჃႵლ ႶႿჂ ჄႸႵ ჃႱႻႵ ႿႶ ჄႸႵ ႼႹჄჄႼႵ ႶႵႼႼႿჇლ ႸႿჇ ႴႿ ჉ႿჅ ჇႹჃႸ ჄႿ ႴႵႱႼ ჇႹჄႸ ჄႸႹჃ ႼႹჄჄႼႵ ႷႸႿჃჄჭ ჶႵ ႸႱჃ ႴႵ჆ႿჅჂႵႴ ჁჅႹჄႵ Ⴑ ႲႹჄ ႿႶ ჉ႿჅჂ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ვჃ ႡႹნა

ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჃჄႵჀჀႵႴ ႿႾ ჄႸႵ ႶႹႵჂႳႵ ႷႸႿჃჄლ ჇႸႹႳႸ ჇႱჃ ႲႿჅႾႴ Ⴒ჉ ႳႸႱႹႾჃ ႲႵႾႵႱჄႸ ႸႵჂ ႶႵႵჄლ ႸႵჂ ႷႱ჊Ⴕ ჃႸႱჂჀნ

აჴႿჂნნნ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ჃႱႻႵჭა

ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹ ႹႾჃჄႹႾႳჄႹ჆ႵႼ჉ ჃჇႱႼႼႿჇႵႴლ ჄႸႵ ႶႹႵჂႳႵ ႴႵႹჄ჉ ႲႵႶႿჂႵ ႸႵჂ ႳႼႵႱჂႼ჉ ႼႿႿႻႵႴ ႼႹႻႵ ჃႿႽႵႿႾႵ ႾႿჄ ჄႿ ႲႵ ჄჂႹႶႼႵႴ ჇႹჄႸნ

ႩႵჄლ Ⴕ჆ႵႾ ჃႿლ ႸႵ ႳႱႼႼႵႴ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ აႼႹჄჄႼႵ ႶႵႼႼႿჇა ႱႾႴ Ⴕ჆ႵႾ ჃႸႿჇႵႴ ႸႵჂ ჂႵჃჀႵႳჄნნნ

ႤႸႹჃ ჻ႱჃჄႵჂ ჰႱႹ ჄჂჅႼ჉ ႼႹ჆ႵႴ ჅჀ ჄႿ ჄႸႵ ჄႹჄႼႵ ႿႶ ა჻ႱჃჄႵჂნა

ა჻Ⴑ჉ ჷ ႱჃႻლ Ⴕ჈ႱႼჄႵႴ ႹႽႽႿჂჄႱႼლ ჇႸႿ ႱჂႵ ჉ႿჅჭა

აჵႵႾႵჂႱႼ ႣჅႾნა

ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჂႵჀႼႹႵႴ ႹႾႴႹႶႶႵჂႵႾჄႼ჉ნ ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹვჃ ႲႵႱჅჄႹႶჅႼ Ⴕ჉ႵჃ ჄჂႵႽႲႼႵႴლ ႱႾႴ ჃႸႵ ჃჅႲႳႿႾჃႳႹႿჅჃႼ჉ ႽჅჂႽჅჂႵႴნნნ

აჵႵႾႵჂႱႼ ႣჅႾლ ჇႸႿ ႿႾႼ჉ ჃႼႱ჉Ⴣ ႱႾႴ ႴႿႵჃ ႾႿჄ ႴႵႼႹ჆ႵჂლ ႱႽႿႾႷ ჄႸႵ ჄჇႿ ႷႵႾႵჂႱႼჃ ႿႶ ჷႾႳჂႵႱჃႵ ႱႾႴ ჲႵႳჂႵႱჃႵჭა

ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹ ႳႿჅႼႴႾვჄ ႲႵႼႹႵ჆Ⴕ ჄႸႱჄ ჃჅႽႽႿႾႹႾႷ ႴႵႹჄႹႵჃ ჄႿ ჀႿჃჃႵჃჃ ႿႾႵვჃ ႲႿႴ჉ ჇႱჃ ႱႳჄჅႱႼႼ჉ ჂႵႱႼ ႹႾ ჄႸႹჃ ჇႿჂႼႴნ

აჷႾႴႵႵႴნ ჶႿჇႵ჆ႵჂლ ჷ ႸႱ჆Ⴕ ႾႿ ႳႿႾႾႵႳჄႹႿႾ ჇႹჄႸ ჉ႿჅჩ ႹჄვჃ ႿႾႼ჉ ႲႵႳႱჅჃႵ ჄႸႵ ႼႹჄჄႼႵ ႿႾႵ ႹႾ჆ႹჄႵႴ ႽႵ ჄႸႱჄ ჷ ႽႱႴႵ ႱႾ ႱჀჀႵႱჂႱႾႳႵ ႸႵჂႵ ჄႿ ႴႵႱႼ ჇႹჄႸ Ⴑ ႽႹႾႿჂ ႷႸႿჃჄნა

აჰჅჄ ჉ႿჅ ႽჅჃჄ ჂႵႽႵႽႲႵჂლ ႽႿჂჄႱႼ ႷႹჂႼლ ჃႸႵ ႸႵႼჀႵႴ ჉ႿჅ ჃႿႼ჆Ⴕ ჄႸႵ ჀჂႿႲႼႵႽლ ႱႾႴ ႾႿჄ Ⴑ ჃႹႾႷႼႵ ႳႵႾჄ ႿႶ ჄႸႵ ႴჅႵ ჂႵႽჅႾႵჂႱჄႹႿႾ ႳႱႾ ႲႵ ჇႹჄႸႸႵႼႴნ ჽჄႸႵჂჇႹჃႵლ ႹႶ ჉ႿჅ ႹႾႳჅჂ ႻႱჂႽႱლ ჄႸႵ ႳႿႾჃႵჁჅႵႾႳႵჃ ႿႶ ႾႿჄ ჀႱ჉ႹႾႷ ႶႿჂ ჃႵჂ჆ႹႳႵჃ ჂႵႾႴႵჂႵႴ ႱჂႵ ႶႱჂ ႽႿჂႵ ჄႵჂჂႹႶ჉ႹႾႷ ჄႸႱႾ ჄႸႹჃ ႼႹჄჄႼႵ ႷႸႿჃჄნა

აჯႶჄႵჂ ႱႼႼლ ჄႸႹჃ ჄႹႽႵ ჃႸႵ ჃჅႽႽႿႾႵႴ Ⴑ ႴႵႹჄ჉ლ ႱႾႴ ჷ ႱႼႽႿჃჄ ႶႿჅႷႸჄ ჄႿႿჄႸ ႱႾႴ ႾႱႹႼ ႺჅჃჄ ჄႿ ႷႵჄ Ⴝ჉ ჄჅჂႾნა

აჯႾႴ ჷვႽ ႾႿჄ ჄႸႵ ႿႾႼ჉ ႴႵႹჄ჉ ჇႹႼႼႹႾႷ ჄႿ ႲႵ ჃჅႽႽႿႾႵႴ Ⴒ჉ ႸႵჂჭა

ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ႸႱႾႴლ ႱჄ ჃႿႽႵ ჅႾႻႾႿჇႾ ჀႿႹႾჄლ ႸႵႼႴ Ⴑ ჄჂႹႴႵႾჄნ

ႤႸႵ ჃႸႱჂჀ ჃჄႵႵႼ ჄჂႹႴႵႾჄ ႸႿ჆ႵჂႵႴ Ⴟ჆ႵჂ ჄႸႵ ႶႹႵჂႳႵ ႷႸႿჃჄვჃ ႸႵႱႴნ ႤႸႵ ႷႸႿჃჄლ ჇႸႹႳႸ ႸႱႴ ႲႵႵႾ ჃჄჂჅႷႷႼႹႾႷ ႴႵჃჀႵჂႱჄႵႼ჉ლ ႲႵႷႱႾ ჄႿ ჄჂႵႽႲႼႵლ ჇႸႵჄႸႵჂ ႶჂႿႽ ႶႵႱჂ ႿჂ ჃႿႽႵ ႿჄႸႵჂ ჂႵႱჃႿႾნ

აჳ჈ႱႼჄႵႴ ႹႽႽႿჂჄႱႼლ ჂႵჃჄ ႱჃჃჅჂႵႴლ ჄႸႱჄ ႹჃ Ⴑ ႳႵჂჄႱႹႾჄ჉჏ა

ჶႿჇ ႳႿჅႼႴ ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹ ႴႱჂႵ ჄႿ ჃႸႿჇ ჄႸႵ ჃႼႹႷႸჄႵჃჄ ႾႵႷႼႵႳჄჭ

აჵႿႿႴლ ႹჄვჃ ႲႵჃჄ ჇႸႵႾ ႻႱჂႽႱ ႹჃ ჃႵჄჄႼႵႴლ ႱႾႴ ႾႿ ჄჂႿჅႲႼႵ ႱჂႹჃႵჃ ჇႸႵႾ ႾႵႹჄႸႵჂ ႿჇႵჃ ჄႸႵ ႿჄႸႵჂნ ႣႹႾႳႵ ჉ႿჅ ჂႵႳႿႷႾႹ჊Ⴕ ႽႵ ႱႾႴ ႻႾႿჇ Ⴝ჉ ჄႵႽჀႵჂლ ჷ ჇႹႼႼ ႴႵჃჄჂႿ჉ ႹჄ ႱႾႴ ჂႵჄჅჂႾ ჉ႿჅჂ ႡႹნ ჯჂႵ ჉ႿჅ ჃႱჄႹჃႶႹႵႴ ჇႹჄႸ ჄႸႹჃ ႱჂჂႱႾႷႵႽႵႾჄჭა

აჽႶ ႳႿჅჂჃႵ჏ა

ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹვჃ ႲႵႱჅჄႹႶჅႼ Ⴕ჉ႵჃ ჇႵჂႵ ჃႸႱჂჀნ ჷჄ ჇႱჃ ჄႸႹჃ ႶႹႵჂႳႵ ႷႸႿჃჄ ჄႸႱჄ ႸႱႴ ႳႱჅჃႵႴ ႸႵჂ ჲႵႾႷ ႶႱႽႹႼ჉ ჃႿ ႽჅႳႸ ჄჅჂႽႿႹႼ ႱႾႴ ჀჂႵ჆ႵႾჄႵႴ ႸႵჂ ႿჇႾ ჉ႿჅႾႷႵჂ ႲჂႿჄႸႵჂ ႶჂႿႽ ჇႱႻႹႾႷ ჅჀ ჄႿ ჄႸႹჃ ႴႱ჉ნ

ჼႿ ႽႱჄჄႵჂ ჄႸႵ ႳႿჃჄლ ჲႵႾႷ ႣႸჅჁႹ ჇႱჃ ႴႵჄႵჂႽႹႾႵႴ ჄႿ ႴႵჃჄჂႿ჉ ႹჄ჏

აჯႷჂႵႵႴ჏ა

ႤႸႵ ჃჄႵႵႼ ჄჂႹႴႵႾჄ ႹႾ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ႸႱႾႴ ႶႵႼႼლ ႱႾႴ ჇႹჄႸ Ⴑ ჃႸჂႹႵႻლ ჄႸႵ ႶႹႵჂႳႵ ႷႸႿჃჄ ႹႾჃჄႱႾჄႼ჉ ჄჅჂႾႵႴ ჄႿ ႱჃႸ ႱႾႴ ჆ႱႾႹჃႸႵႴნ

ჴႿჂ ჵႵႾႵჂႱႼ ႣჅႾლ ჄႸႵ ႼႹჄჄႼႵ ႷႸႿჃჄვჃ ჀႿჇႵჂ ჇႱჃ ჅჄჄႵჂႼ჉ ႹႾჃႹႷႾႹႶႹႳႱႾჄნ

ႩႵჄლ ႸႵ ჃჄႹႼႼ ჀჅჄ ႿႾ Ⴑ ႶჅႼႼ ჀႵჂႶႿჂႽႱႾႳႵლ ႻႾႿჇႹႾႷ ჄႸႱჄ ႹჄ ჇႿჅႼႴ ႸႵႼჀ ჄႸႵ ႼႹჄჄႼႵ ႿႾႵ ႱႾႴ ႽႱႻႵ ჄႸႵჃႵ ႽႿჂჄႱႼჃ ႱႴႽႹჂႵ ႸႵჂ ჃჄჂႵႾႷჄႸ Ⴕ჆ႵႾ ႽႿჂႵნ

ჷႽႽႵႴႹႱჄႵႼ჉ ႱႶჄႵჂლ ჄႸႵ ჄႵჂჂႹႶ჉ႹႾႷ ႹႼႼჅჃႹႿႾ ႷჂႱႴჅႱႼႼ჉ ႶႱႴႵႴლ ႱႾႴ ჸႹႾ ჰႱႹႸႱႾ ႲႵႷႱႾ ჄႿ ჂႵჄჅჂႾ ჄႿ ႹჄჃ ႿჂႹႷႹႾႱႼ ჃჄႱჄႵნ

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Burning Love Letters at Midnight, the Tsundere Ghost Wife Haunts My Dreams

After going bankrupt and losing my job as a customer service rep, I turned to late-night livestreams crafting paper effigies—only to become an underworld sensation. But my newfound fame attracted a horde of possessive ghost brides. “The last set of immortal-binding ropes has been bought by our top patron, sis~” “Freshly woven paper-red silk, so strong even the King of Hell can’t break free❤” “Huh? You ladies want to… test them yourselves? W-Wait—” Now, tied up like a dumpling in a paper wedding chamber, I finally understand— They were never obsessed with my paper crafts… but with me. The qipao-clad ghost presses her bone hairpin to my throat: “The flowers you fold belong only to me.” The crimson bride drapes her veil over my eyes: “The wedding gowns you burn are mine alone to wear.” “The paper dolls you cut…” Their icy fingers trace my face in a hungry chorus, “…must bear only our likeness, forever❤” “You ghosts only ever think about yourselves!” “Lies—our thoughts are full of you!”

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