[No Main Plot] [Modern Strange Tales] [Ensemble Cast] [Humans, Ghosts, Demons, and Gods] [Unconventional] [Not Mindless Wish Fulfillment]
I lost my job.
With nowhere else to turn, I cleaned out the shop my grandmother had left me.
While cleaning, I found a note:
"Open every day at nightfall. Take one story. No more."
From then on, that became the rule at my shop.
Today's customer said he'd delivered an empty box that morning.
After the recipient signed for it, the box grew heavier. He didn't dare open it.
"What are you afraid of?" I asked.
He looked at me, his hands trembling so badly he could barely hold his teacup.
"Because the person who signed for it... used my name."
I froze for a second.
Then I sat down across from him.
"Go on. Start from the beginning."
There is no pressure to catch up, and there are stories every night.