Reborn into the World of Ghost Stories, Her Boyfriend Turned Out to Be a Loophole

[Light rules ghost stories + Japanese horror + black humor] [Crazy criticism of neural wave attack × stability, pessimism, complaining and suffering] Pu Muyu woke up to the smell of blood and found himself sitting in a rusty tram. The sweet female voice on the radio looped: "Next stop - Kisaragi Station." He touched the back of his intact head: "So being headshot by a serial killer is an entry test?" The car window exploded, and the man with long braids poked his head in, his gold glasses chain sweeping across his cheeks. "I found you, baby~" Sugimiyama's red eyes flashed in the darkness. Pu Muyu picked up the fire extinguisher and threw it at his face: "Don't you know how to fucking walk through the door!!!" "It's boring to walk through the door." Sugimiyama avoided it easily and casually crushed a resentful spirit crawling towards Pu Muyu, "The tour guide with the most negative reviews is yours, specializing in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction." "Including curing my hypotension?" Pu Muyu looked at the torn ghosts on the ground, "You look like a husky tearing down a house." Until he discovered in the memory fragments: Sugimiyama is the "false god" stuck in the system loophole. He is sitting on the top of the spider's thread and chuckles: "Want to cross to the other side?" He cut off all the spider threads and pressed Pu Muyu into the blood formation: "I burned through hell, but you want to become a Buddha?" Bloody fingers rubbed his Adam's apple: "The other side of you... Can only be me." Pu Muyu calmly pulled at the spider silk on his ankle: "So this is the reason why you pretend to be a ghost and squat on my bedside?" #ṭṭṭHāna was played into a love game by a neurotic boyfriend# Official name "Purgatory Mandala"