After the Metaphysics Master Came Down the Mountain, a Male Ghost Clung to Her

[Mysticism + fortune-telling livestreams + ghost hunting + romance + extreme contrasts]

My master told me to get off the mountain and gain some experience, and maybe find love while I was at it.

On my first day down the mountain, short on cash, I rented a haunted house.

I never met the landlord. Instead, I came across a male ghost floating in midair, dressed in white with long hair and a face as lovely as a painting. The first thing he said was, “You’re finally here.”

Me: “? Do we know each other?”

Him: “We were married three hundred years ago. Does that count?”

I slapped a restraining talisman on him. “Scams are getting this sophisticated now? Even ghosts are running pig-butchering schemes?”

Later, I realized he was serious.

He would float just outside the frame and pass me sunflower seeds while I fortune-told on livestream;

when I got hurt catching ghosts, he would use his yin energy to ice my wounds;

and when I said, “It’s so cold,” he would quietly turn up the temperature in the house, even though the cold was actually because the yin energy around him was so strong.

[Livestream moments]

Viewer: “There’s a ghost behind you, streamer!”

Me: “Oh, that’s my roommate. He’s shy.”

Male ghost, floating over: “Who’s shy? I just don’t want to be on camera.”

Comments: [??? This special effect can talk?] [I ship them! I ship them!]

Me: “...You’re shipping a love that transcends life and death. I’m shipping rent-free living.”

Content warning: This has a romance plot. Please don’t read if that’s not your thing.