【No System, tentatively no heroine or one heroine, everyday life + some bizarre, nerve-wracking incidents】
When a robber holds me up, I do exactly as he says. Then he has a pain-induced freakout and dies, leaving me to take the fall!
As I lay on the brink of death, a deity descended.
“Become my zombie, and bring evil to justice!”
“You’re a female ghost, right? Come to my house tomorrow and work as my maid!”
Female ghosts, zombies, monsters? First, have a taste of my mighty slap!
I’m kind of nervous about going to hell for the first time.
Why are the staff in the Underworld being so polite to me?
