At the age of eighteen, I could always see the afterimage of my obsession that others could not see, and was regarded as a mental patient by everyone.
The notebook left by grandma is both an opportunity and a curse.
The souls of dead people are searching for me one after another. I rely on my notebook to be reborn indefinitely!
Enter a different world.
As I searched for the truth along the way, I discovered that all the weird and strange things were the result of the grudges I had made in the past.
Since then, the night road has been circling, shadows are haunting, and strange things have continued.
A pack of spicy sticks temporarily stops the evil spirits, and a scrap of paper records all the resentment.
