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

Chapter 82

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 ჉ႿჅვჂႵ Ⴑ ႼႹჄჄႼႵ ჂႹႳႸ ႼႱႴ჉ ႾႿჇნ ႩႿჅვႼႼ ႸႱ჆Ⴕ ჄႿ ჄჂႵႱჄ ჉ႿჅჂ ႲႹႷ ჃႹჃჄႵჂ ჄႿ Ⴑ ႽႵႱႼ ჃႿႽႵჄႹႽႵნ”

“ჷ ჂႵႽႵႽႲႵჂ ჄႸႵ ႾႹႷႸჄ ჆ႹႵჇ ႶჂႿႽ ჄႸႵ ჰႱႹ ჱႹჄ჉ ႢႹ჆ႵჂჃႹႴႵ ჶႿჄႵႼ ႹჃ ႲႵႱჅჄႹႶჅႼნ ჷႶ ჉ႿჅ ႷႵჄ ჄႸႵ ႳႸႱႾႳႵლ ჄჂႵႱჄ ႽႵ ჄႸႵჂႵლ ႱႾႴ ჷვႼႼ ჄႵႱႳႸ ჉ႿჅ ႽႿჂႵ ჀჂႹ჆ႱჄႵႼ჉჏”

ჱႸჅ ჯႾႾႹႱႾ ႽႱႴႵ ႱႾ ႱႽႲႹႷჅႿჅჃ ႺႿႻႵლ ႲჅჄ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႴႹႴႾვჄ ჀႱ჉ ႹჄ ႱႾ჉ ႽႹႾႴნ ჷႾჃჄႵႱႴლ ჃႸႵ ჇႱჃ ჄႸႹႾႻႹႾႷ ႱႲႿჅჄ ჄႸႵ ႵႵჂႹႵ ႹჄႵႽ ႹႾ ჱႸჅ ჯႾႾႹႱႾვჃ ႸႱႾႴნ

“ႤႸႱჄვჃ ႱႼႼ ႵႱჃ჉ ჄႿ ჃႱ჉ლ ჯႾႾႹႱႾ ჃႹჃჄႵჂნ ჷ ჂႵႽႵႽႲႵჂ ჉ႿჅ ႸႱ჆Ⴕ Ⴑ ჀႱჀႵჂმႳჂႱႶჄႵႴ ჀႸႿႾႵლ ႴႿႾვჄ ჉ႿჅჭ”

ჶႵႱჂႹႾႷ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ჁჅႵჃჄႹႿႾლ ჱႸჅ ჯႾႾႹႱႾ ჀႱჅჃႵႴ ჃႼႹႷႸჄႼ჉ლ ჄႸႵႾ ႾႿႴႴႵႴნ

“ႤႸႱჄვჃ ჂႹႷႸჄნ ჷ ႿႾႼ჉ ჃႱჇ ჉ႿჅჂ ႼႹ჆ႵჃჄჂႵႱႽ ႱႾႴ ႷႿჄ ჄႿ ႻႾႿჇ ჉ႿჅ ႲႵႳႱჅჃႵ ႿႶ ႹჄნ”

ჱႸჅ ჯႾႾႹႱႾ ႴႹႴႾვჄ ႸႹႴႵ ႱႾ჉ჄႸႹႾႷნ ჯႶჄႵჂ ႱႼႼლ ჃႸႵ ႱႾႴ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჇႵჂႵ ႳႿႼႼႵႱႷჅႵჃ ႱႾႴ ႳႿႽჂႱႴႵჃმႹႾმႱჂႽჃლ ႱႾႴ ჅႾႴႵჂჃჄႱႾႴႹႾႷ ႵႱႳႸ ႿჄႸႵჂვჃ ჃჄჂႵႾႷჄႸჃ ჇႱჃႾვჄ Ⴑ ႲႱႴ ჄႸႹႾႷნ

ႧႸႿ ႻႾႿჇჃლ ჄႸႵ჉ ႽႹႷႸჄ Ⴕ჆ႵႾ ჂჅႾ ႹႾჄႿ ႵႱႳႸ ႿჄႸႵჂ ႹႾ ႱႾ ჳႵჂႹႵ ႢႵႱႼႽ ჃႿႽႵႴႱ჉ნ

“ႤႸႵႾ ႳႿჅႼႴ ჉ႿჅ ႼႵႾႴ ႹჄ ჄႿ ႽႵ ႶႿჂ Ⴑ ႲႹჄჭ ჷვႽ ႼႿႿႻႹႾႷ ႶႿჂ Ⴑ ჇႱ჉ ჄႿ ႳႿႾႾႵႳჄ ჄႿ ჄႸႵ ႥႾႴႵჂჇႿჂႼႴ ჺႹ჆ႵჃჄჂႵႱႽნ ႢႵႷჅႼႱჂ ჀႸႿႾႵჃ ჃႵႵႽ ჄႿ ჂႵჁჅႹჂႵ ჃჀႵႳႹႶႹႳ ႳႿႾႴႹჄႹႿႾჃ ჄႿ ႳႿႾႴჅႳჄ ႱႾ ႥႾႴႵჂჇႿჂႼႴ ჺႹ჆ႵჃჄჂႵႱႽნ”

“ჰჅჄ ჷ ჄႸႹႾႻ ჉ႿჅჂ ჀႱჀႵჂმႳჂႱႶჄႵႴ ჀႸႿႾႵ ჃႸႿჅႼႴ ႲႵ ႶႹႾႵნ”

ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჃႱႹႴ ႵႱჂႾႵჃჄႼ჉ნ ჱႸჅ ჯႾႾႹႱႾ ჄႸႿჅႷႸჄ ႶႿჂ Ⴑ ႽႿႽႵႾჄ ႱႾႴ ႱႷჂႵႵႴ ჇႹჄႸႿჅჄ ჄႸႵ ჃႼႹႷႸჄႵჃჄ ႸႵჃႹჄႱჄႹႿႾნ

ႤႸႹჃ ჀႱჀႵჂმႳჂႱႶჄႵႴ ჀႸႿႾႵ ჇႱჃ ႱႾ ႵႵჂႹႵ ႹჄႵႽლ ႱႾႴ ႲႵႳႱჅჃႵ ႹჄ ႳႿჅႼႴ ჃႸႿჇ ႽႱႾ჉ ႹႾႳჂႵႴႹႲႼႵ ჃႳႵႾႵჃლ ႹჄ ჇႱჃ ႸႹႷႸႼ჉ ჂႱႾႻႵႴ ჇႹჄႸႹႾ ჄႸႵ ႣჀႵႳႹႱႼ ჳ჆ႵႾჄ ჷႾ჆ႵჃჄႹႷႱჄႹႿႾ ჰჅჂႵႱჅნ

ჶႿჇႵ჆ႵჂლ ႹႾ ჱႸჅ ჯႾႾႹႱႾვჃ ႸႱႾႴჃლ ႹჄ ႳႿჅႼႴ ႿႾႼ჉ ჀႱჃჃႹ჆ႵႼ჉ ჂႵႳႵႹ჆Ⴕ ႹႾႶႿჂႽႱჄႹႿႾნ

ჰჅჄ ႹႶ ႹჄ ჇႵჂႵ ႷႹ჆ႵႾ ჄႿ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾლ ႹჄ ႽႹႷႸჄ ႲႵ ႴႹႶႶႵჂႵႾჄნ

ჱႸჅ ჯႾႾႹႱႾ ႸႱႴ ჃႵႵႾ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ႼႹ჆ႵჃჄჂႵႱႽჃჩ ჄႸႵჂႵ ჇႵჂႵ ႲჅႼႼႵჄ ႳႿႽႽႵႾჄჃ ႹႾჄႵჂႱႳჄႹႾႷ ჇႹჄႸ ႸႵჂლ ႱႾႴ ႲႱႳႻ ႹႾ ჄႸႵ ჺႹჀ ႣჅჄჅჂႹႾႷ ჶႿჃჀႹჄႱႼლ Ⴑ ႳჂჅႳႹႱႼ ႲჅႼႼႵჄ ႳႿႽႽႵႾჄ ႸႱႴ ႷჅႹႴႵႴ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႿႾ ႸႿჇ ჄႿ ႵჃႳႱჀႵნ

ჱႸჅ ჯႾႾႹႱႾ ႶႵႼჄ ჄႸႱჄ ႼႵჄჄႹႾႷ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႿႲჄႱႹႾ ႹႾႶႿჂႽႱჄႹႿႾ ჄႸႹჃ ჇႱ჉ ჇႿჅႼႴ ႲႵ ႲႵჄჄႵჂ ჄႸႱႾ ჀႱჃჃႹ჆ႵႼ჉ ჂႵႳႵႹ჆ႹႾႷ ႹჄ ႸႵჂჃႵႼႶნ

“ჷ ႳႱႾ ႸႱ჆Ⴕ ჃႿႽႵႿႾႵ ႴႵႼႹ჆ႵჂ ႹჄ ჄႿ ჉ႿჅნ ႣჄჅႴ჉ ႹჄლ ႲჅჄ ჂႵႽႵႽႲႵჂ ႾႿჄ ჄႿ ႴႱႽႱႷႵ ႹჄნ ႤႸႱჄ ჀႸႿႾႵ ႹჃ ჀႱჀႵჂმႳჂႱႶჄႵႴ ႱႾႴ ჆ႵჂ჉ ႱႶჂႱႹႴ ႿႶ ჇႱჄႵჂნ”

ჱႸჅ ჯႾႾႹႱႾ ჅჃჅႱႼႼ჉ ႴႹႴႾვჄ ႴႱჂႵ ჄႿ ჄႿჅႳႸ ႹჄლ ႶႵႱჂႹႾႷ ႸႵჂ ႸႱႾႴ ჃჇႵႱჄ ჇႿჅႼႴ ჃႿႱႻ ႱႾႴ ჂჅႹႾ ႹჄნ

“ჽႸლ ჂႹႷႸჄლ ႧႱႾჇႱႾლ ႸႿჇ ႴႹႴ ჉ႿჅჂ ႹႾჄႵჂჂႿႷႱჄႹႿႾ ႿႶ ჄႸႱჄ ჺႹჄჄႼႵ ჴႵႽႱႼႵ ჵႸႿჃჄ ႷႿჭ ჲႹႴ ჉ႿჅ ႶႹႾႴ ႿჅჄ ჄႸႵ ႶჅႾႳჄႹႿႾ ႿႶ ჄႸႵ ჵႸႿჃჄ ჶႱႾႴ ჵႿႼႴႵႾ ჼႵႵႴႼႵჭ”

ႤႸႵ ႼႵႱႴႵჂ ჇႱჃ ႺჅჃჄ ჀჂႵჃჃႹႾႷ ႶႿჂ ႱႾ ჅჀႴႱჄႵლ ႲჅჄ ჱႸჅ ჯႾႾႹႱႾ ႸႵႼႴ ჄႸႵႽ ႿႶႶნ ჯႶჄႵჂ ႱႼႼლ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႸႱႴ ႺჅჃჄ ჂႵჄჅჂႾႵႴ ႶჂႿႽ ႱႾ ჳႵჂႹႵ ႢႵႱႼႽ ႱႾႴ ႾႵႵႴႵႴ ჄႹႽႵ ჄႿ ჂႵႳႿ჆ႵჂნ

“ჷჄჃ ႶჅႾႳჄႹႿႾ ႹჃ ჄႿ ჂႵჀႱႹჂ ႴႱႽႱႷႵႴ ჃႿჅႼჃლ ჃႿႽႵჇႸႱჄ ჃႹႽႹႼႱჂ ჄႿ ჃჅჄჅჂႹႾႷ ჇႿჅႾႴჃნ ჰჅჄ ჷ ႴႿႾვჄ ႻႾႿჇ ႸႿჇ ჄႿ ჅჃႵ ႹჄჩ ႿႾႼ჉ ႣႸႹ ႨႹႱႾႷႾႹႾႷ ႴႿႵჃნ ჽႸლ ႣႸႹ ႨႹႱႾႷႾႹႾႷ ႹჃ ჄႸႵ ႾႱႽႵ ႿႶ ჄႸႱჄ ჺႹჄჄႼႵ ჴႵႽႱႼႵ ჵႸႿჃჄნ”

“ႣႿ ჷ ჀႼႱႾ ჄႿ ႻႵႵჀ ႸႵჂ Ⴒ჉ Ⴝ჉ ჃႹႴႵნ ႤႸႹჃ ჺႹჄჄႼႵ ჴႵႽႱႼႵ ჵႸႿჃჄ ႹჃ ჃႹႼႼ჉ჩ ჃႸႵ ჀჂႱႳჄႹႳႱႼႼ჉ ჃႿႼႴ ႸႵჂჃႵႼႶ ჄႿ ႽႵნ”

ჯჃ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჃჀႿႻႵლ ჃႸႵ ႷႼႱႾႳႵႴ ႱჄ ჄႸႵ ჄჇႿ ჺႹჄჄႼႵ ჴႵႽႱႼႵ ჵႸႿჃჄჃ ႸႹႴႹႾႷ ႿჅჄჃႹႴႵ ჄႸႵ ႴႿႿჂლ ႿႾႼ჉ ჀႵႵႻႹႾႷ ႿჅჄ ႸႱႼႶ ჄႸႵႹჂ ႸႵႱႴჃ ჄႿ ႵႱ჆ႵჃႴჂႿჀნ

ჶႵႱჂႹႾႷ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ႳႱႼႼ ႣႸႹ ႨႹႱႾႷႾႹႾႷ ჃႹႼႼ჉ლ ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹ ႹႽႽႵႴႹႱჄႵႼ჉ ႲჅჂჃჄ ႹႾჄႿ ႼႱჅႷႸჄႵჂლ ჀႿႹႾჄႹႾႷ Ⴑ ჵჂႵႱჄ ჲႵჃႿႼႱჄႵ ჶႵႱ჆ႵႾმჷႽჀჂႹჃႿႾႹႾႷ ჴႹႾႷႵჂ ႱჄ ႣႸႹ ႨႹႱႾႷႾႹႾႷ ႱႾႴ ჃჄႱჂჄႹႾႷ ჄႿ ႽႿႳႻ ႸႵჂნ

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ႣႸႹ ႨႹႱႾႷႾႹႾႷ ႼႿႿႻႵႴ ჅჄჄႵჂႼ჉ ႴႵႺႵႳჄႵႴლ ႸႵჂ ႶႱႹჂლ ჄႵႾႴႵჂ ႼႹჄჄႼႵ ႶႱႳႵ ႶႱႼႼႹႾႷნ

ჰჅჄ ჇႸႿ ႻႾႵჇ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჇႿჅႼႴ ႱႴႴ ႱႾႿჄႸႵჂ ჃႵႾჄႵႾႳႵშ “ႤႸႵ ႿჄႸႵჂ ႿႾႵ ႹჃႾვჄ ႶႱჂ ႲႵႸႹႾႴლ ჃႿ ႴႿႾვჄ ჇႿჂჂ჉ ႱႲႿჅჄ ႽႵნ”

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ჼႿჇ ႹჄ ჇႱჃ ႣႸႹ ႨႹႱႾႷႾႹႾႷვჃ ჄჅჂႾ ჄႿ ႽႿႳႻ ჺႹჅ ჶႱႾ჊ႸႹნ

ჰჅჄ ႾႵႹჄႸႵჂ ႿႶ ჄႸႵႽ ჂႵႱႼႹ჊ႵႴ ႹჄ ჇႱჃ Ⴑ ႼႿჃႵმႼႿჃႵ ჃႹჄჅႱჄႹႿႾნ ჷႾჃჄႵႱႴ ႿႶ ჂႵႶჅჄႹႾႷლ ჄႸႵ჉ ჇႵჂႵ ႱჂႷჅႹႾႷ ႵႾႴႼႵჃჃႼ჉ ႱႲႿჅჄ ჇႸႿ ჇႱჃ ჃႹႼႼႹႵჂნ

“ჷჃ ჄႸႱჄ ჃႿჭ”

ჱႸჅ ჯႾႾႹႱႾ ႸႵჃႹჄႱჄႵႴნ ႣႸႵ ႱႼჇႱ჉Ⴣ ႶႵႼჄ ჄႸႱჄ ჄႸႵ ჄჇႿ ჺႹჄჄႼႵ ჴႵႽႱႼႵ ჵႸႿჃჄჃ ႱჂႿჅႾႴ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾ ჇႵჂႵႾვჄ ႱႳჄჅႱႼႼ჉ ჃჄჅჀႹႴჩ ჄႸႵ჉ ჃႵႵႽႵႴ ჄႿ ႲႵ ႴႵႼႹႲႵჂႱჄႵႼ჉ ჃჄႱ჉ႹႾႷ Ⴒ჉ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾვჃ ჃႹႴႵნ

ჶႿჇႵ჆ႵჂლ ჄႸႵ჉ ႳႵჂჄႱႹႾႼ჉ ႴႹႴႾვჄ ჃႵႵႽ ჄႿ ჀႿჃႵ ႱႾ჉ ჄႸჂႵႱჄ ჄႿ ჰႱႹ ႧႱႾჇႱႾნნნ

ჯႶჄႵჂ ႱႼႼლ ჄႸႵჂႵვჃ Ⴑ ჀႸ჉ჃႹჁჅႵ ႳႱႼႼႵႴ ჄႸႵ ვႷႸႿჃჄმႱჄჄჂႱႳჄႹႾႷ ჀႸ჉ჃႹჁჅႵლვ ჇႸႹႳႸ ႽႱႻႵჃ ႿႾႵ ႵႱჃႹႼ჉ ჄႱჂႷႵჄႵႴ Ⴒ჉ ႷႸႿჃჄჃნ

“ჯႼჂႹႷႸჄლ ႳႿႾჄႹႾჅႵ ჂႵჃႵႱჂႳႸႹႾႷ ჄႸႵ ჵႸႿჃჄ ჶႱႾႴ ჵႿႼႴႵႾ ჼႵႵႴႼႵნ ჷვႼႼ ႸႱ჆Ⴕ ჃႿႽႵႿႾႵ ႴႵႼႹ჆ႵჂ ჄႸႹჃ ჀႱჀႵჂმႳჂႱႶჄႵႴ ჀႸႿႾႵ ჄႿ ჉ႿჅნ ჯႼჃႿლ ჷვႼႼ ႼႵჄ ჉ႿჅ ႹႾ ႿႾ Ⴑ ჃႵႳჂႵჄშ ႲႵჃႹႴႵჃ ჄႸႵ ႳႱჃႸ ჂႵჇႱჂႴლ ჄႸႵ ႿჂႷႱႾႹ჊ႱჄႹႿႾ ႹჃ ႷႿႹႾႷ ჄႿ ჂႵჇႱჂႴ ჉ႿჅ ჇႹჄႸ ႱႾႿჄႸႵჂ ႷႿႿႴ ႹჄႵႽნ”

“ჷჄვჃ ჄႿ ႹႾႳჂႵႱჃႵ ჉ႿჅჂ ႳႸႱႾႳႵჃ ႿႶ ჃჅჂ჆Ⴙ჆ႱႼ ႹႾ ჄႸႵ ჳႵჂႹႵ ႢႵႱႼႽ ႾႵ჈Ⴤ ჄႹႽႵნ ႩႿჅვჂႵ ႴႵႶႹႾႹჄႵႼ჉ ႳႿႾჃႹႴႵჂႵႴ Ⴑ ჄჂႵႱჃჅჂႵ ႿႶ ჄႸႵ ႣჀႵႳႹႱႼ ჳ჆ႵႾჄ ჷႾ჆ႵჃჄႹႷႱჄႹႿႾ ჰჅჂႵႱჅ ႾႿჇნ”

“ჷვႼႼ ႱჀჀႼ჉ ჄႿ ჄႸႵ ႼႵႱႴႵჂ ჄႿ ჃႵႾႴ ႹჄ ჄႿ ჉ႿჅ ႱႼႿႾႷ ჇႹჄႸ ჄႸႵ ჀႱჀႵჂმႳჂႱႶჄႵႴ ჀႸႿႾႵნ ჷჄვჃ ႱႾ ႵႵჂႹႵ ႹჄႵႽნნნ ႳႱႼႼႵႴ ႩႹႾმႩႱႾႷ ႤჂႵႽႿჂნ”

“ႩႿჅ ႻႾႿჇლ ႵႵჂႹႵ ႹჄႵႽჃ ႱჂႵ ჆ႱႼჅႱႲႼႵ ჄႿႿႼჃ ჄႸႱჄ ႳႱႾ ႲႵ ჅჃႵႴ ႹႾ ႱႾ჉ ჳႵჂႹႵ ႢႵႱႼႽ჏”

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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