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Dressing Loli's Paranormal Incident Files
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"Got it, Mom. I'll come back during the National Day holiday."
"Huh? What? You want to come to where I work? Ah, no, no, no, it's better not to come... Of course, I'm working! Otherwise, how would I have money to live in another city!"
"I know both you and dad are worried about me, but really, I'm fine. I can take care of myself. I can keep up with my studies, so don't worry!"
"Haha, I'm still doing well and not tired. My boss is also treating me well."
"This... is temporarily unavailable. What I know, I won't let others know. I've learned to behave - Oh mom, don't worry. Look, I've been away for almost a year, and nothing has happened, right? So mom, don't worry. I won't let that issue bother my life too much."
"Ding dong~~" The doorbell on the front door rang. I turned my head to look at the door and saw a man in a coat trying to come in, but for some reason, when he saw me looking at him, he hurriedly retreated and locked the door..."
Is it a thief trying to break in? I furrowed my brow.
My mom called out to me on the phone, and I suddenly realized I hadn't hung up, so I continued chatting with her.
During this time, the gentleman actually repeated the action of opening the door and then retreating several times, making me really want to just hang up the phone and ask him what he wanted to do!
Twenty minutes later, I put down the phone and returned to sit at the reception desk in the reception room. The boss was not there, so I was responsible for staying to watch the door and receive guests.
When it comes to receiving guests, but actually, from the day I became a clerk here until now, I have hardly seen any customers coming in.
This is probably related to the services and products offered by this store. I subconsciously turned my head to the closed door on the right side of the reception room, where a silver sign hung on the door (with "Sample Display Room" written on it). On the wall to the right of the sign, there is an embedded cross. The boss once proudly told me, "This is a high-purity silver cross personally awarded by the Pope of Vatican, blablabla." I can't forget the boss confidently claiming that having this would definitely attract a lot of customers. However, in reality, it didn't. Every day, the only frequent visitor is Linda, a friend of the boss (she is a local Catholic church pastor, who constantly complains about being very busy but always manages to come here to pass the time...).
By the way, that suspicious man from earlier doesn't seem to have reappeared. Could he really have been a thief trying to break in?
Resting his head on his hand on the bar, he boredly stared at the door, and soon fell asleep out of sheer boredom.
"Ding ling ling~" The bell hanging by the door rang, and then the sound of the door opening startled me, who was almost falling asleep. In a daze, I saw two people walking in. I hurriedly ran to the front of the bar, bowed, and politely greeted them:
"Welcome to our store! Is there anything I can help you with?"
I piled up a business-like smile and raised my head to see the person who had come, and my smile immediately froze. "Ah, Mr. Gatecrasher just now... Are you thinking of switching from theft to robbery? There's nothing to steal here, and I advise you not to have any crooked ideas about the things here, because it could cost you your life."
I started to warn them seriously in a defensive posture, and I wasn't wrong. There are many things in this store that could get you into trouble if you accidentally touch them. The two people in front of me seemed confused by my reaction and stood still for a moment.
"Ding-a-ling~" The doorbell rang again, and the BOSS is back. I shouted as if I had seen a savior:
"Mr. Qi, these two people are robbers trying to steal things!"
Mr. Qi raised his eyebrows at the mention and, with his perpetually sleepy eyes, looked back and forth at the two people I thought were robbers.
"Oh? Robbers?"
"We got it wrong! We are customers! We have something to entrust your store with!"
The woman standing next to the bewildered man in the overcoat waved her hands repeatedly and called out loudly.
"Mr. Qi Did you hear that! She said she's... huh? A guest?!" I realized, my mouth still hanging open, stunned in place.
After a while.
"It hurts..." I said, holding my head as Mr. Qi gave it a hard pat. I huddled in the chair next to Mr. Qi, looking deeply hurt, which attracted the attention of the guests.
It didn't really hurt that much, I just wanted to put on a show for Mr. Qi -
"Ahem..."
Because the guest was not speaking, but just kept staring at me, Mr. Qi was a little unhappy. He pretended to cough a few times to remind the guest to get to the point.
"Mr. Qi, you may not believe it," it seems that the man in the coat still did not speak, and the woman next to him spoke instead.
"Nonsense - you know exactly what this place is for, yet you still say such things," I silently complained in my heart while burying my head in my hands. "You can say whatever you want," Mr. Qi replied in his unchanging tone.
"I am surnamed Fang, you can call me Miss Fang. This is my boyfriend, you can call him Mr. Lin. This matter starts from when he just moved into that room. At first, everything was as usual for the first few days, but one night when I was sleeping with him, I heard someone saying something in my ear. At first, I thought it was my boyfriend, but then I realized that my boyfriend was sleeping on my left side, and the voice was coming from my right side."
At this point, Miss Fang took a deep breath and paused.
"I was so scared that I didn't dare to move. I originally thought it was a thief or a robber, but the voice seemed to be that of a child. I secretly reached for the bedside table and turned on the light suddenly, but after the light came on, I didn't see anyone on the right. I thought I was just half asleep and dreaming, but who knew that this would happen every night, and sometimes I could even hear faint footsteps, as if someone was walking around the house. But when I turned on the light, I couldn't see anything. I listened carefully to the sound, it should be a young child, and it sounded quite anxious. I just couldn't make out what he was saying. My boyfriend and I both believe that we have encountered a ghost, but when we tell others, they don't believe us. Then someone told me they could come to your place and try it out."
Miss Fang picked up the cup and took a sip of water, as if remembering those things made her feel scared, her hand holding the cup was trembling slightly.
Without realizing it, I sat up and my attention was drawn to her hand. "So, who told you that you could come to me for help? Can you reveal that?" Mr. Qi asked.
"To be honest, I don't know either. I find it strange that that person would know why we are troubled... Hmm, it's a man."
"Could it be a customer who came to the store for help before?" I exchanged a few glances with Mr. Qi.
"Alright, let's not dwell on that for now. Besides hearing voices at night, have you seen anything else? Like the physical image of a child in front of you. Or any objects moving on their own."
Upon hearing Mr. Qi's question, Miss Fang turned her head to look at Mr. Lin.
"Hey, Xiaolin, have you seen it? I don't think I have."
"I don't have it either. I just heard the voice," Kobayashi shook his head in denial.
From what they both said, it seems to be just a first-level supernatural phenomenon, I couldn't help but think.
"From your current situation, it doesn't seem to be a big problem. It appears that this ghost doesn't have any ill intentions towards you, so it should be fine to just leave it alone. Of course, if you want to resolve it, that's also possible. However, our fees are a bit high. I think at least this amount is needed to resolve your situation. What do you think?"
Looking at the numbers written on the white paper by Mr. Qi, both of them frowned. There was a long silence.
Miss Fang asked in an inquiring tone, "So you mean to say that as long as we don't have any ill intentions, it won't pose any danger to us if we just leave it alone?"
Mr. Qi nodded.
"That's all right, sorry about that. The price is too expensive," Miss Fang and Mr. Lin stood up apologetically.
"Oh, it's okay," Mr. Qi stood up, and I was also busy seeing them out.
"Miss, I'm sorry. It's his first time visiting a shop related to supernatural events, and he's inexperienced. On top of that, he's quite timid, so I'm really sorry for the misunderstanding earlier." Miss Fang reached out her hand to shake mine, and I intended to shake her hand and tell her it's okay. At that moment, the shop owner casually remarked, "Oh, he's a man, not a miss."
This statement caused both Mr. Lin, who had already opened the door to leave, and Miss Fang, who had reached out to shake my hand, to freeze in place, seemingly quite shocked.
"Are you... a boy?"
I nodded.
"Why are you wearing a maid outfit?" Miss Fang asked again, her tone noticeably raised.
I awkwardly smiled and then turned my head to glare at Mr. Qi, who was currently wearing a mischievous smile.
"The shopkeeper's twisted sense of humor! Just understand it that way, well, that's right," I shrugged and pretended to say calmly.
Miss Fang didn't say anything else, just looked over my head at Mr. Qi, and then went out with Mr. Lin.
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