(Naruto) When the Male God Becomes a Ghost

Brother Weasel: I'm dead. Hostess: I died, and then I lived, oh yeah! Brother Weasel: I wore it. Hostess: Damn it, why are you here? Come on, come on, go back. Brother Weasel: I'm alive. Hostess: ... Goodbye! A short story within 10,000 words, thank you! Bow Intention: