Masho no Otoko wo Mezashimasu - 276 Ghosts and Spirits

Françoise began inhaling with great momentum, opening his mouth the same way he had eaten the fluorescent earlier.

Eh! Hey! What!

The ghost is raising his voice without knowing what is going on while his long hair is struggling with Françoise’s aspiration…. I don’t know, it’s pathetic.

“Fufu… it’s okay. Aren’t you going to become a Buddha… It will nourish this lovely Francoise. So don’t worry.”

Josephine tells the ghost that he is bewildered that he is terribly outrageous. At least let him become a Buddha. Look, something seems to be going on, and you’re looking like a spiritual bondage, right? If you want to erase a crying ghost without asking questions, or if it’s a cartoon, the main character will hate you.

“Eh, heh, really what! Okay, help me! I didn’t do anything wrong!

“? I don’t care about that… It will nourish Francoise.”

Uh-huh!

No, it doesn’t matter. If you haven’t done anything wrong, I’ll let you become a Buddha in peace. The ghost is clinging to the bench screaming that he doesn’t like it, and he’s managing to step on it, but it’s probably only a matter of time…. poor thing.

Shino and Mishima-san suddenly started. I don’t know what to do with the psychic opera, and I’m stunned.

“Amber, what should we do, Mr. Josephine?

“Something seemed to happen and I couldn’t become a Buddha….”

The two of you will ask me for my opinion.

“Sure… that ghost seems to have done nothing wrong. But how about a foreigner talking to an expert?

“That’s right. Even if it doesn’t look bad from our perspective, Josephine-san might look like a demon….”

“Maybe so…..”

When they saw the ghost screaming, they looked complicated. However, Josephine would have done the same whether the ghost had done something wrong or not. It doesn’t matter what I said earlier.

However, it is very pathetic for a ghost who is not an evil spirit to become a nutrient for the doll. I don’t really want to get involved, but I talk to Josephine about trying to convince him.

“Um….”

“Fufufu… I’ll try my best… for nothing.”

“Um….”

“* Giggle *, how many minutes… no, how many seconds do I have?

……

Don’t listen to this woman. I couldn’t find it, so I forced Josephine’s face toward me. Until now, I have hidden in my long hair and I can’t see my face, but Josephine also has a beautiful face that does not leak into the example of this world. But! Because it creates a creepy aura that negates all of its advantages, there is nothing to be tickled with at all. There may be people who say that the gap is adorable, but there is no such thing.

“Ah….”

Turn around forcefully and finally recognize me, the light returns to your dark, cloudy eyes. Then I dyed my face red.

“Um… well… if you’re contacting me, I’ll give you a note later…”

That’s not true. Or is it strange for a man to ask for contact information in this situation right now? Will you think with common sense?

“Nooo! Why are you staring at me like this?!

I hear the ghost screaming. Poor thing.

“Ah, what do you mean, there’s no easier way? I feel so sorry for you.”

“Calm? Fu, I think it’s an incredibly calm way to nourish Françoise….”

“Well, somehow it’s not nutritional, but it feels like you can become a Buddha….”

When I said so, Josephine thought a little and nodded with cockroach.

“Françoise, stop eating once.”

When Françoise said so, the doll who had previously opened his mouth and graciously sucked on the black hole stopped it and returned the dissatisfied words to Josephine.

“I wonder why, Josephine. I have to eat well without leaving any rice behind.”

“I can’t help it. He begged me to become a Buddha. As a woman who can, I have to laugh at her as selfish as a man.”

Well, then there’s no other choice.

… is that sort of selfish? Occult neighborhood common sense seems pathetic.

That way, Josephine is freed from aspiration and approached by a crying ghost…. I’ve been crying quietly until now, and now I’m crying. You must have been so scared. The ghost noticed Josephine approaching and shook his body.

“What is your challenge? I’m wasting my time. Can you just throw up?

What?

“Well, you don’t say so. Then there’s no choice. I’ll shred your soul little by little. I think it hurts a lot.”

“Eh…?

“If you want to say it, just say it, don’t worry, you’ll turn your dick into a Buddha, and I won’t let you disappear until then.”

… isn’t that torture? I thought so in Josephine’s words.