“Ma'am, you have to be careful in Tokyo. It's not safe here. There's Hachishaku-sama, the Slit-Mouthed Woman, Hanako, Sadako, Kayako, ghouls, and all kinds of monsters. Be extra careful when you're home alone! Keep your child close, your husband by your side, your cat with you, your dog with you, your classmates with you, and your teachers with you, too…”
“Enough already! What are you trying to say?” asked an exasperated housewife, carrying a bag of fresh groceries.
“What I mean is… just come to me, and I can take care of all of this. I guarantee you won't encounter a ghost for the rest of your life! Even ghosts will go out of their way to avoid you!” Qin Mu said, patting his chest.
The housewife looked at him doubtfully. “So... you're an Onmyoji?”
“An Onmyoji? No, no.” Qin Mu took out his phone, turned on the screen, and smiled. “How about Ghostbusting on Didi? Interested?”
