The corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth lifted slightly.
He sensed the Tomb Ghost following behind them.
"Student Xiao."
The Middle-aged Man spoke.
But after calling out a name, he had nothing more to say.
The Middle-aged Man wore a conflicted expression.
How should he put it?
At this point, there was basically nothing left for him to do.
Still, he was full of curiosity about the Tomb Ghost.
Even though he couldn't see the ghost, he still wanted to know more about it.
He knew that if Tomb Ghosts existed, then other kinds of monsters must exist in the world, too.
But for him, who couldn't see them, whether monsters really existed made little difference.
He had no dealings with monsters.
At least, that had been true for the past thirty-odd years.
But through a twist of fate, he had crossed paths with the Tomb Ghost.
He had learned that monsters existed.
The Tomb Ghost had even stayed by his side for a while.
The Tomb Ghost was different from other monsters to him.
He couldn't see the ghost, but he knew its story with the girl. He had even received its "enthusiastic hospitality," and he still remembered those few days of being "pinned down by a ghost."
He felt that a connection had formed between him and the Tomb Ghost.
A rare connection.
If such a rare connection were to end just like that, he would feel... that it was a shame.
"Student Xiao."
Suddenly, inspiration struck the Middle-aged Man. He knew what to say. "Next time you come over, let me know. I'll drive you."
"If it takes a long time, you can stay at my mom's place."
The Middle-aged Man was a little excited.
Even though he couldn't see the ghost, he still wanted