Hotel of the Dead

When I was eighteen years old, I learned that I was sold to a hotel for the undead as a housekeeper. My job was to help the undead fulfill their final wishes and reincarnate them. I would often meet disobedient little cuties, and I would use my fists to make them feel the joy of love. Yes, the ability I was given was to physically fight ghosts. Until I met her... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.