I'm Just an Ordinary Delivery Boy

I am an ordinary delivery boy. My job every day is to take and deliver orders. It's just that there's something weird about my customers. A customer was playing hide-and-seek. When I found him, he immediately pulled me and hid in the corner, whispering nervously: "Shh, don't let them find out." I just felt confused and pointed at the ugly black figure behind the customer: "Are you talking about him?" The black shadow rushed toward the customer with a ferocious smile, and the customer screamed. I was unhappy, picked up the black shadow and tore it into pieces, and looked at the customer: "Can you sign for the takeout first?" The customer knelt on the ground and said with trembling voice: Thank you, thank you! I looked at him and thought he was mentally disturbed again. … My customers are all weird, some like to swim while shouting for help; some like to chop off their own arms; others keep a lot of charms in their bags and keep talking about wanting to go home all day long. I thought they might have run away from the mental hospital, but fortunately they all treated me very well. Every time when I delivered the order, they would kneel down and call the boss for help, and even talk about the fairy NPC they wanted to marry. But I don't care about this, after all, I'm just an ordinary delivery boy. I just need to pick up the takeout from the black coffin every day when the red moon rises, deliver the takeout according to the address, and finally pay the bill and get gold coins. Today is also a day of hard work 0v0 Intention: Think about it before filling it out