>I inherited a pawn shop that only accepts evil things.
>Blood-stained dolls, cursed wedding rings, cannibalistic ancient mirrors... Were all pawned here.
>Each guest comes with despair in exchange for a moment of relief.
>I always thought I was helping people.
>Until that day, I saw the "purified" evil remnants crawling back into the depths of the pawn shop.
>Blood words appeared on the account book: "Pawn: Chen Huizhi's despair, interest: his son's reincarnated soul."
>There was a scratching sound coming from the back door, and a faded stuffed bear was gnawing on a wild cat carcass.
>It grinned at me: "Dad, I'm hungry.
