"Of course not."
They had just rounded a corner.
Lynn's bouncy, adorable demeanor vanished without a trace.
He slipped on a huge pair of sunglasses, put on his little Monocle, and said:
"We can bond tonight. Today, I'm taking you ghost hunting again. You'd better learn properly, or I'll pin you against a wall and spank you. I'm warning you, my spankings really hurt."
[Ding! Lin Ying's anger toward you +10]
But she held herself back.
Keeping her face stiff, she said calmly:
"But it's broad daylight. Where are you taking me to hunt ghosts? Out on the street?"
Ptooey-
Lynn spat into his palm.
Then he held it out to her.
"Remember what I said yesterday?"
"..."
Lin Ying: "╬"
She did remember him saying that if she wanted to see traces of Evil Spirits, she could open her spiritual sight using things like a cow's tears or the bodily fluids of some other abnormal creature.
But spitting it out right there was genuinely infuriating.
"Could we use something else...?"
"Sure. Let's go to the bathroom."
"..."
[Ding! Lin Ying's resentment toward you +10] [Ding! Lin Ying's resentment toward you +10]
Biting her lip, Lin Ying tried to still her heaving chest in embarrassed anger. She could only suppress the urge to hit him, dab a little onto her fingers, and shakily smear it over her eyes.
She opened her eyes wide.
Then she froze.
Although sunlight shone down on them, the sky she saw after opening her spiritual sight still seemed shrouded in a thin layer of black mist, lending everything an ominous, gloomy air.
And she knew.
The black mist represented the aura of Hell.
In other words, there were still extremely powerful Ghostlings from Hell in this city.
"See the direction I'm