The fierce ghost's cries grew lower and lower, yet her wails grew more and more miserable. Her form twisted, her soul-body unstable, hazy as though she were about to vanish. I hurriedly pretended to sigh.
"Alas. What a cursed fate. Since she's begged this far, Sister-in-law, why don't you spare her life?" I sighed in a worldly, ancient tone.
Unexpectedly, Sister-in-law did not give me any face and simply answered with a cold snort.
The little fierce ghost had already begun whining and squeaking. I suspected that if her black eyeballs could roll back, they would have done so long ago. She looked ready to have her soul scattered and obliterated at any moment.
"I say, Sister-in-law, you just...;...;" I muttered, cursing my unlucky brother.
"Ask."
"Ask?" I froze for a moment, then remembered that Grandma always treated Sister-in-law with the utmost respect. Whatever the matter, she always said "please." Only then did I recall how huge Sister-in-law's airs were.
I secretly suppressed my unwillingness and whispered, "Sister-in-law, please...;...; please be kind and let this little ghost go."
"Call me Ninth Princess."
"Yes, Ninth Princess...;...; please, be magnanimous and let this little ghost go...;...;" I say, Ninth Princess, this isn't just your temper flaring anymore. I'm your husband—how can you bully me too?
"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. If you make another move, or repeat even the slightest part of what you did just now, I'll make your soul fly beyond the heavens!" Sister-in-law warned the little fierce ghost without mercy. The viciousness in her words chilled me until I broke out in gooseflesh.
The little girl ghost immediately began muttering fearfully and kowtowed to me again.