"Me?"
The middle-aged man looked fearful as the young man in a school uniform pointed at him.
"Yes, you. Do as I say, quickly."
Seeing the other's hesitation, the young man in a school uniform raised his other hand, a blue-white flame rising from it, looking as if he would throw the fire at the opponent's face if he didn't cooperate.
"Hurry up! Don't dawdle around!"
The gunman behind, also middle-aged, spoke impatiently. Although he wasn't very interested in ghostly items himself, he chose to assist the young man in a school uniform to pressure the resident.
The apartment resident realized he had no choice but to go. Reluctantly, he walked up the mountain path step by step, reaching the fork on the left. He gradually approached a bloodstained long-sleeved jacket lying on the ground.
