Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work

Chapter 157

The tattoo shop I found again was darker than the last time.

Unlike before, when it felt like a warm space, today it seemed strangely chilly.

Maybe it was because I entered through the back door. Or maybe...

‘Is it because the moonlight is weak today?’

The round moonlight that came down from the massive central equipment in the middle today was shaped like a crescent.

‘...It doesn’t look like business hours.’@@@@

...I hadn’t seen a record like this before.

I carefully took a step inside and... met the eyes from the dark counter.

“...!”

A tattooist with curly hair and dense Korean tattoos covering their neck.

They were the owner of this place.

The tattooist looked at me with darker eyes than before, then raised a notice...

‘What’s going on? What’s going on?’

My head was filled with confusion, and the danger signals flooded my mind as I found myself in a ghost story...

No, I can’t.

“Excuse me.”

I moved my mouth.

“Should I stay in my cat form?”

......

Thud.

The tattooist let go of my face.

I quickly shoved the stamp back into my mouth. Without feeling the discomfort of chewing and spitting it out, my body shrank again and turned into a cat.

“...Meow.”

Everything returns.

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