She scratched, crumpled, ripped, and tore with her teeth…. Even if someone had taken a piece of paper and drenched it in water before thoroughly ripping it into pieces, it would have been difficult to make it like the current state of the painting.

Seol Jihu observed the frenzied Flone with an awkward gaze. She normally looked cute and innocent, just like a little girl who was unaware of the dark side of the world, but once her switch was flipped, she was an unstoppable demon that went on violent rampages.

However, her monstrous side could not have been more reassuring given his current situation.

[Oh no! Did I surprise you a lot?]

Hearing the worried voice, Seol Jihu let out the breath he had been holding.

“I’m fine. But what was that just now?”

[A kin.]

“A kin…. You mean a ghost?”

[Yeah. It was probably the spirit of someone who died in this villa.]

Seol Jihu tensed his shoulders and looked down. The fallen painting — no, the absolutely shredded pieces of the portrait came into view.

‘So they really existed.’

The person must have been someone who had been murdered for political reasons or someone who died trying to sneak in the villa and steal a fortune. The sudden hunch that the villa might be a ghost nest made his chest feel tight.

Seol Jihu closed his eyes.

[Are you… mad?]

“Wait a minute.”

He spoke with his eyes closed.

"I’m doing a mind control on myself."

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