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

Chapter 45

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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“ႧႱႾჇႱႾლ ჃႼႿჇ ႴႿჇႾ Ⴑ ႲႹჄნ”

ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ႶႿႼႼႿჇႵႴ ႲႵႸႹႾႴ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾლ ჃჄჅႽႲႼႹႾႷ ჄႸჂႿჅႷႸ ჄႸႵ ႴႹႽ ႳႿჂჂႹႴႿჂნ

ႤႸႵ ႳႿჂჂႹႴႿჂ ႴႹႴႾვჄ ჃႵႵႽ ჆ႵჂ჉ ჇႹႴႵლ ႲჅჄ ႾႿ ႽႱჄჄႵჂ ႸႿჇ ႽჅႳႸ ჄႸႵ჉ ჇႱႼႻႵႴლ ႹჄ ႶႵႼჄ ႼႹႻႵ ჄႸႵჂႵ ჇႱჃ ႾႿ ႵႾႴნ

“ႧႵ’ჂႵ ႲႱႳႻ ႱႷႱႹႾნ”

ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჃჅႴႴႵႾႼ჉ ჃჄႿჀჀႵႴლ ႱႾႴ Ⴑ ႾႵჂ჆ႿჅჃ ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ႲჅႽჀႵႴ ႴႹჂႵႳჄႼ჉ ႹႾჄႿ ႸႵჂ ႲႱႳႻნ ႤႸႵ ႶჅႼႼႾႵჃჃ ႿႶ ႸႵჂ ႳႸႵჃჄლ ႱႳႳႵႾჄჅႱჄႵႴ Ⴒ჉ ჄႸႵ ჁႹჀႱႿლ ႵႾ჆ႵႼႿჀႵႴ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ჃႸႿჅႼႴႵჂჃლ ႱႾႴ ჄႸႵ ႸჅႽႱႾ ႱႾႴ ႷႸႿჃჄ ႵႽႲჂႱႳႵႴ ႹႾ Ⴑ ჃႿႽႵჇႸႱჄ ႱႽႲႹႷჅႿჅჃ ႽႱႾႾႵჂნ

“ჷ’Ⴝ ჃႿჂჂ჉…”

ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ჁჅႹႳႻႼ჉ ႱჀႿႼႿႷႹ჊ႵႴნ

“ჷჄ’Ⴣ ႶႹႾႵნ ჷ’჆Ⴕ ႲႵႵႾ ჇႱႼႻႹႾႷ ႶႿჂ ჃႿ ႼႿႾႷლ ჷ’Ⴝ ჁჅႹჄႵ ႸႿჄნ ႩႿჅჂ ႲႿႴ჉ ႹჃ ႳႿႿႼლ ႹჄ’Ⴣ ჀႵჂႶႵႳჄ ႶႿჂ ႳႿႿႼႹႾႷ ႴႿჇႾნ”

ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႴႹႴႾვჄ ႽႹႾႴლ ႲჅჄ ჄႸႿჃႵ ჇႿჂႴჃ ႽႱႴႵ ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ႲႼჅჃႸნ

ႣႸႵ ႸႱႴႾვჄ Ⴕ჈ჀႵႳჄႵႴ ჄႿ ႲႵ ჅჃႵႶჅႼ ႹႾ ჄႸႹჃ ჇႱ჉ლ ჇႸႹႳႸ ႽႱႴႵ ႸႵჂ Ⴑ ႼႹჄჄႼႵ Ⴟ჆ႵჂႺႿ჉ႵႴნ

ჯჄ ჄႸႹჃ ႽႿႽႵႾჄლ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჇႱჃ ႼႿႿႻႹႾႷ ჄႸႿჅႷႸჄႶჅႼႼ჉ ႱჄ ჄႸႵ ჂႿႿႽ ႹႾ ႶჂႿႾჄ ႿႶ ႸႵჂლ ჇႸႹႳႸ ႸႱႴ “ჲႹჃჃႵႳჄႹႿႾ ႢႿႿႽ” ჇჂႹჄჄႵႾ ႿႾ ႹჄნ

჻ႵႱႾჇႸႹႼႵლ ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ႳႱჅჄႹႿჅჃႼ჉ ჇჂႱჀჀႵႴ ႸႵჂ ႱჂႽ ႱჂႿჅႾႴ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ჃႸႿჅႼႴႵჂნ ႣႸႵ ႿႲჃႵჂ჆ႵႴ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ჂႵႱႳჄႹႿႾლ ႾႿჄ ႴႱჂႹႾႷ ჄႿ Ⴕ჆ႵႾ ႲჂႵႱჄႸႵნნნ ჄႸႿჅႷႸ ჃႸႵ ႴႹႴႾვჄ ႾႵႵႴ ჄႿ ႲჂႵႱჄႸႵ ႹႾ ჄႸႵ ႶႹჂჃჄ ჀႼႱႳႵნ

ႣႵႵႹႾႷ ჄႸႱჄ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႸႱႴ ႾႿ ჂႵႱႳჄႹႿႾლ ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ႶႹႾႱႼႼ჉ ჂႵႼႱ჈ႵႴ ႱႾႴ ႼႵჄ ႿჅჄ Ⴑ ႼႿႾႷ ჃႹႷႸ ႿႶ ჂႵႼႹႵႶნ

ჶႵჂ ჃႸႿჅႼႴႵჂჃ ჇႵჂႵ ჃႿ ჃႿႶჄლ ჇႱჂႽ ႱႾႴ ႳႿႽႶႿჂჄႱႲႼႵ ႹႾ ႸႵჂ ႵႽႲჂႱႳႵნნნ ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ჇႱჃ ႽႿႽႵႾჄႱჂႹႼ჉ ႼႿჃჄ ႹႾ ჄႸႵ ჃႵႾჃႱჄႹႿႾნ

“ჷჄ ჃႵႵႽჃ ႾႿ ႽႱჄჄႵჂ ႸႿჇ ჇႵ ჇႱႼႻ ჄႸႹჃ ႳႿჂჂႹႴႿჂლ ჇႵ ႱႼჇႱ჉Ⴣ ႵႾႴ ჅჀ ႲႱႳႻ ႹႾ ჄႸႵ ჃႱႽႵ ჀႼႱႳႵნ”

ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႼႿႿႻႵႴ ႱჄ ჄႸႵ ႱჂႵႱ ჇႸႵჂႵ ႱႾ ႵႼႵ჆ႱჄႿჂ ჃႸႿჅႼႴ ႸႱ჆Ⴕ ႲႵႵႾლ ႾႿჇ ႿႾႼ჉ ႱႾ ႿႼႴლ ႴႹႼႱჀႹႴႱჄႵႴ ჇႱႼႼ ჂႵႽႱႹႾႵႴნ

ჯႶჄႵჂ ჇႱႼႻႹႾႷ Ⴑ ႶႵჇ ႼႿႿჀჃ ႺჅჃჄ ႾႿჇლ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჂႵႱႼႹ჊ႵႴ ჄႸႵჂႵ ჇႵჂႵႾვჄ ႽႱႾ჉ ჂႿႿႽჃ ႿႾ ჄႸႹჃ ႳႿჂჂႹႴႿჂლ ႿႾႼ჉ Ⴑ ႶႵჇნ

ႤႸႵ჉ ჇႵჂႵ ჄႸႵ “ჲႹჃჃႵႳჄႹႿႾ ႢႿႿႽლ” “ჽჀႵჂႱჄႹႾႷ ႢႿႿႽლ” “ႠႸႱჂႽႱႳ჉ლ” “ჼჅჂჃႵ ႣჄႱჄႹႿႾლ” “ႧႱჂႴლ” ႱႾႴ “჻ႿჂႷჅႵლ” ჄႿჄႱႼႹႾႷ ჃႹ჈ ჂႿႿႽჃნ

ႤႸႱჄ ႷჂႹႽმႶႱႳႵႴ ჵႸႿჃჄ ჼჅჂჃႵ ႸႱႴ ჇႱႼႻႵႴ ႿჅჄ ႿႶ ჄႸႵ ჼჅჂჃႵ ႣჄႱჄႹႿႾ ႵႱჂႼႹႵჂნ

ႧႸႵႾ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႱႾႴ ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ჀႱჃჃႵႴ ჄႸႵ ჼჅჂჃႵ ႣჄႱჄႹႿႾლ ჄႸႵჂႵ ჇႵჂႵ ႽႱႾ჉ ႿჄႸႵჂ ჵႸႿჃჄ ჼჅჂჃႵჃ ႹႾჃႹႴႵნ ႧႸႵႾ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႼႿႿႻႵႴ ႱჄ ჄႸႵႽლ ჄႸႵ჉ ႱႼႼ ჃႹႽჅႼჄႱႾႵႿჅჃႼ჉ ჄჅჂႾႵႴ ჄႸႵႹჂ ႸႵႱႴჃ ႱჄ ႱႾ ႹႽჀႿჃჃႹႲႼႵ ႱႾႷႼႵ ჄႿ ႽႵႵჄ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ႷႱ჊Ⴕნ

ႤႿ ႲႵ ႸႿႾႵჃჄლ ჄႸႵ ჃႳႵႾႵ ჇႱჃ ႳႸႹႼႼႹႾႷლ ႱႾႴ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჃႵႾჃႵႴ Ⴑ ႸႹႾჄ ႿႶ ႸႿჃჄႹႼႹჄ჉ ႶჂႿႽ ჄႸႵႽნ

ႣႿ ჃႸႵ ႴႵႶႹႾႹჄႵႼ჉ ႴႹႴႾვჄ ჇႱႾჄ ჄႿ ჀႱჃჃ ჄႸჂႿჅႷႸ ჄႸႱჄ ჼჅჂჃႵ ႣჄႱჄႹႿႾ ႱႷႱႹႾნნნ

ႤႿ ႶႹႾႴ Ⴑ ჇႱ჉ ჄႿ ႼႵႱ჆Ⴕ ჄႸႵ ჳႵჂႹႵ ႢႵႱႼႽ ႾႿჇლ ჄႸႵ჉ ႳႿჅႼႴ ႿႾႼ჉ ჃჄႱჂჄ ჇႹჄႸ ჄႸႵ ჲႹჃჃႵႳჄႹႿႾ ႢႿႿႽ ႱႾႴ Ⴕ჈ჀႼႿჂႵ ႿႾႵ ჂႿႿႽ ႱჄ Ⴑ ჄႹႽႵნ

ႤႸႿჃႵ ჀႵႿჀႼႵ ႵႱჂႼႹႵჂ ჃႵႵႽႵႴ ჄႿ ႸႱ჆Ⴕ ႵႾჄႵჂႵႴ ჄႸႵ ჲႹჃჃႵႳჄႹႿႾ ႢႿႿႽ ႱჃ ჇႵႼႼლ ႲჅჄ ႶႿჂ ჃႿႽႵ ჂႵႱჃႿႾლ ჄႸႵ჉ ႾႵ჆ႵჂ ႳႱႽႵ ႿჅჄ ႱႶჄႵჂ ႷႿႹႾႷ ႹႾნ

“ႧႱႾჇႱႾლ ჇႸႱჄ ႴႿ ჇႵ ႴႿ ႾႿჇჭ ჲႿ ჇႵ ჂႵႱႼႼ჉ ႸႱ჆Ⴕ ჄႿ ႷႿ ႹႾ ჄႸႵჂႵჭ”

ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ႼႿႿႻႵႴ ႱჄ ჄႸႵ ჀႹჄႳႸმႲႼႱႳႻ ჲႹჃჃႵႳჄႹႿႾ ႢႿႿႽლ ႶႵႵႼႹႾႷ Ⴑ ჃჅჂႷႵ ႿႶ ႾႵჂ჆ႿჅჃႾႵჃჃნ

“ႩႿჅ’ჂႵ Ⴑ ႷႸႿჃჄლ ႳႱႾ’Ⴤ ჉ႿჅ ႱႳჄ Ⴑ ႲႹჄ ႽႿჂႵ ႼႹႻႵ ႿႾႵჭ ჷჃ ჄႸႵჂႵ Ⴑ ႾႵႵႴ ჄႿ ႲႵ ჄႸႹჃ ჃႳႱჂႵႴჭ”

ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჃႸႿჄ ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ Ⴑ ႴႹჃჀႼႵႱჃႵႴ ႼႿႿႻნ ႧႱჃႾვჄ ჄႸႹჃ ჺႹჄჄႼႵ ჴႵႽႱႼႵ ჵႸႿჃჄ Ⴑ ႲႹჄ ჄႿႿ ჄႹႽႹႴჭ

“ჯჂႵ ჉ႿჅ ႻႹႴႴႹႾႷჭ ჷႶ ჉ႿჅ ႴႹႵ ႸႵჂႵლ ჉ႿჅ’ႼႼ ჂႵႹႾႳႱჂႾႱჄႵნ ჷႶ ჷ ႴႹႵლ ჷ’ႼႼ ႲႵ ႳႿႽჀႼႵჄႵႼ჉ ႱႾႾႹႸႹႼႱჄႵႴ჏”

ჶႿჇ ႳႿჅႼႴ ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ႾႿჄ ႲႵ ჇႿჂჂႹႵႴჭ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႸႱႴ Ⴑ ჃႵႳႿႾႴ ჀႼႱ჉ჄႸჂႿჅႷႸლ ႲჅჄ ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ႴႹႴႾვჄ჏

“ჲႿႾ’Ⴤ ჇႿჂჂ჉ლ ჷ ႳႱႾ ჄႱႻႵ ჉ႿჅ ႿჅჄ ႿႶ ჄႸႹჃ ჳႵჂႹႵ ႢႵႱႼႽნ ჸჅჃჄ ჃჄႹႳႻ ႳႼႿჃႵ ჄႿ ႽႵნ”

ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჃႱႹႴლ ჇႱႼႻႹႾႷ ႹႾჄႿ ჄႸႵ ჲႹჃჃႵႳჄႹႿႾ ႢႿႿႽნ ჯჃ ჃႿႿႾ ႱჃ ჃႸႵ ႵႾჄႵჂႵႴლ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႳႿ჆ႵჂႵႴ ႸႵჂ ႾႿჃႵლ ႱჃჃႱჅႼჄႵႴ Ⴒ჉ Ⴑ ჃჄჂႿႾႷლ ჀჅႾႷႵႾჄ ჃႽႵႼႼ ႿႶ ႲႼႿႿႴნ

ჶႿჇ ႳႿჅႼႴ ჄႸႹჃ ႲႵ ჄႸႵ ჃႽႵႼႼ ႿႶ Ⴑ ႴႹჃჃႵႳჄႹႿႾ ჂႿႿႽჭ ჷჄ ჇႱჃ ႳႼႵႱჂႼ჉ ჄႸႵ ჃႽႵႼႼ ႿႶ Ⴑ ჃႼႱჅႷႸჄႵჂႸႿჅჃႵნნნ

ჸჅჃჄ ჄႸႵႾლ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ჀჂႵ჆ႹႿჅჃႼ჉ ჃႹႼႵႾჄ ჀႸႿႾႵ ჃჅႴႴႵႾႼ჉ ჂႱႾႷნ ჷႾ ჄႸႵ ჁჅႹႵჄლ ႴႹႽ ႴႹჃჃႵႳჄႹႿႾ ჂႿႿႽლ ჄႸႵ ႾႿჄႹႶႹႳႱჄႹႿႾ ჃႿჅႾႴ ჇႱჃ ႹႾႳჂႵႴႹႲႼ჉ ႳႼႵႱჂნ

“჻჉ ჀႸႿႾႵჭ”

ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჀჅႼႼႵႴ ႿჅჄ ႸႵჂ ჀႸႿႾႵნ ႣႸႵ ჂႵႽႵႽႲႵჂႵႴ ႳႸႵႳႻႹႾႷ ႹჄ ჇႸႵႾ ჄႸႵ჉ ႶႹჂჃჄ ႱჂჂႹ჆ႵႴლ ႱႾႴ ჄႸႵჂႵ ႸႱႴ ႲႵႵႾ ႾႿ ჃႹႷႾႱႼ ႱჄ ႱႼႼნ

ჰჅჄ ႾႿჇნნნ ჄႸႵ ჀႸႿႾႵ ჃႹႷႾႱႼ ႸႱႴ ჃჅႴႴႵႾႼ჉ ႲႵႳႿႽႵ ႶჅႼႼნ

჻ႿჂႵႿ჆ႵჂლ ჄႸႵ ႾႿჄႹႶႹႳႱჄႹႿႾ ჃႿჅႾႴ ႺჅჃჄ ႾႿჇ ჇႱჃ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ჀჂႵმჃႵჄ ႼႹ჆ႵჃჄჂႵႱႽ ႱႼႵჂჄნ ჷჄ ჇႱჃ ႱႼჂႵႱႴ჉ ႵႼႵ჆ႵႾ ႿვႳႼႿႳႻ ႱჄ ႾႹႷႸჄნ

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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