Other people in a dungeon: Run, hide, kill.
Him in a dungeon: Offering candy, chatting, asking the auntie where she bought her mop.
He sells insurance, with a silver tongue and a heart of stone. The sweeter his smile, the more dangerous he is.
The first person in the world to get ghosts to clock out willingly.
Until one day, a girl from the Sakura Kingdom with a knife at her waist pressed an orange candy into his hand.
She said, “You’ve got three seconds to run.”
He said, “I’m not running. Three seconds is enough for me to touch it.”
He helps the dead move on; she cuts through their obsessions. Sweet outside the dungeons, crazy inside.
