“Huh?”
“What’s wrong?”
“Hmm? Admin?”
I confidently walked into the middle of the flustered crowd after the man who had been talking with them normally collapsed.
“..What?”
Since the Japanese side had cleared only a small number of ghost stories, all that could still be seen of their appearances was facial features set against black skin,
and with my skin color standing out particularly starkly, I confidently walked into the crowd.
“Anomaly..!”
“!!!!”
Some of them judged me to be an anomaly and ran away...
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