Five years after my death. The archrival and childhood sweetheart has committed suicide countless times. I secretly saved it for him. Until the underworld counted the number of ghosts and couldn't match them, the King of Hell became furious and kicked me back to the human world. "Three days! If you can find a lover and get married eventually, I will allow you to return the favor!" "I want to see who can do this for you!" I held the instructions from the King of Hell and giggled for a long time, looking forward to the parents who loved me and the tough-tongued boy. But when we met again, they protected their adopted sister and told me to go away and die. I didn't complete this seemingly simple task until I was completely out of my mind.
