"Boo-hoo!"
A clear wind brushed past his ears, ringing softly like wind chimes.
Then the sound grew heavier, like sobbing, as if it were the wail of a vengeful spirit.
"I died such a horrible death, I died so..."
Longinus remained expressionless as his almost tangible soul pressure hammered toward a certain direction.
"Ow! That hurts! Why did you hit me..." The ghost lady appeared, clutching her head and grumbling. Only then did she realize, "Wait, that's not right. I'm in a soul state, so how can you hit me?"
Longinus did not answer. Instead, he stared into her eyes and asked, "The person who came to clean was scared away by you, wasn't he?"
"How did you know?" Perona blurted out, then shifted her gaze uneasily. "I just wanted to play a game with him! Who knew he'd be such a coward?"
As she spoke, Perona seemed to find her confidence. She put her hands on her hips and floated in a circle around Longinus, up, down, left, and right. "The main problem is that your place is too boring! It's not my fault!"
"I don't think I ever restricted your freedom, did I?" Longinus asked softly.
"Ugh! There are too many people outside!" Perona said in a small, unconfident voice.
A ghost shut-in? Longinus thought strangely. Then he sighed. "So what do you want?"
"Dolls! Toys! Stuffed animals! I want them all! Bokuro bokuro!" Perona flew excitedly around the space above him.
Longinus helplessly rubbed his forehead. As a dignified Marine Admiral, just how absurd did things have to get before something like this appeared in his home?
"I agree, but you'd better keep all those things in your room. If they appear within my sight, don't blame me for throwing them out."
"You'd even throw away something