Fantasy / Romance · Completed

Every Night in the Grand Duke’s Bedroom

Third life around. When I woke up… I had become a ghost! “What is that pale lump? A new kind of monster?” But wait… if I’m a ghost, shouldn’t I be invisible…? The lord of this castle, who calls me a “new monster” and threatens my ghostly life—I try to resist, but… “…I only drew my sword, and it got blown away like that?” For some reason, I feel like I’m being treated even more insignificantly. As time passes and we keep clashing and interacting, that landlord only grows stranger… “Whitey, didn’t I tell you to say where you’re going before you leave? If you disappear without a word one more time…” What’s with that look?! And we can’t even communicate properly?! “Whitey, didn’t I say people sleep in beds? Come to my room right now!” There’s a bed in the guest room too, you know? “Here, I brought this on the way. It doesn’t have an owner, so you don’t need to feel burdened.” Wait a second! Isn’t that the Grand Duchess’s ring? And what’s that? Did you even wrap it in mana?! Between this increasingly obsessive landlord and a group that appears out of nowhere to threaten my ghostly life… All I wanted in this life was to live quietly and peacefully, but somehow, that doesn’t seem easy.

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