The fierce ghost's cries grew quieter, yet her wails became more and more miserable. Her form twisted, her soul-body growing unstable and hazy as if she were about to vanish. I hurriedly pretended to sigh.
"Alas. What a tragic entanglement. Since you've begged so pitifully, Sister-in-law, why don't you spare her life?" I sighed in an old-fashioned, world-weary tone.
Unexpectedly, Sister-in-law didn't give me any face and simply responded with a cold snort.
The little fierce ghost had already begun squeaking and whining. Her black eyeballs—I suspected that if she could roll her eyes upward, she would have done so long ago—looked as though her soul might scatter and vanish at any moment.
"I say, Sister-in-law, you just...;...;"
"You say 'please.'"
"'Please?'" I froze for a moment, then remembered that Grandma always treated Sister-in-law with utmost respect. Whatever the matter, she always said "please." Only then did I recall how lofty Sister-in-law's airs were.
I secretly suppressed my resentment and said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, please...;...; please raise your hand and let this little ghost go."
"Call me Ninth Princess."
"Yes, Ninth Princess...;...; please, Your Highness, be merciful and spare this little ghost...;...;" No, seriously, I'm your husband. How can you bully me like this just because your temper is so bad?
"Hmph. Very well. Since even he has asked me to show mercy, I won't make things difficult for a mere little ghost like you. But you'd better behave yourself. If you make another move or repeat even the slightest bit of what you did just now, I'll make your soul scatter beyond the heavens!" Sister-in-law warned the little fierce ghost without the slightest mercy. The viciousness in her words sent goose bumps freezing across my skin.
The little female ghost immediately began muttering in fear and kowtowed