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Quite some time passed before Gengar returned to the Library. Besides the Ghost Girl, three other almost transparent ghosts followed behind him.
Two of them were the master of the Mansion they had seen in the enormous painting by the stairs and the maid they had previously seen in the room. The last was presumably the mistress whose features had been indistinct in the family portrait.
Now that they could see her, she looked very young and beautiful. With looks like hers, it was no wonder she had given birth to such a pretty daughter as the Ghost Girl.
With that, all five of the Mansion's original residents had become ghosts.
They stood or floated in the Library, each giving off a faint blue glow. Now the Mansion truly lived up to the name of a haunted house.
Compared with the Ghost Girl and the Ghost Butler, whose bodies were almost solid, however, these three newly formed ghosts looked far too faint, as though a light breeze could scatter them at any moment.
Their eyes were rather vacant, too, and they did not seem capable of speech yet. They seemed... to be nothing more than followers who only knew how to trail after the others.
"What's going on?" May asked in confusion. "Why do they look... so strange?"
Gengar shook his head. "There's nothing I can do. The energy inside them was far too weak. To avoid damaging their minds and memories, I could only use a relatively gentle method to give them form. It was very safe, but the side effect... is that they're extremely fragile. They'll need a long time to absorb the surrounding energy before they slowly become normal."
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