A grueling story about raising a ghost and worrying yourself sick over it. And that's not all: it turns out the ghost came prepared, and even dragged in a big shot from the underworld to save the day. My poor heart was tough enough already, but now I don't know whether to be sad or happy. Or is this some melodramatic plot that was set up without my knowledge in the first place? You two can be all lovey-dovey if you want, but I'll just stay out of trouble. I request permission to leave. I'm done, okay? My dear, I may be tough and able to accept reality, but that doesn't mean you can keep hitting me with one blow after another…
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Such a short article can make me cry, you are awesome... Ugh... Do you want to get so confused?