EEK! A ghost!

The stairs could either lead to one of two things: a door to heaven and a door to hell. I stared at the rectangular shaped dead tree, with sweat accumulating on the palms of my hands.

Relax, there's nothing to fear. I mean ghost aren't real, right? Right?

I pushed open the door to the roof only to witness the sky a dark red even though it had just gone 9:00AM. Was I hallucinating? Did one of my envious classmates slip me a drug?

Whatever the reason, there was no denying that the figure stood before me was a ghost.

"What the fuck is that!!!" I yelled before I knew it.

"That's pretty rude of you, Yato." The same oddly cold, yet charming feminine voice from the classroom echoed in my head.

"Uh... Excuse me?"

The tall black figure turned around. Like a burst of lightning the sky returned to normal and the black figure in front of me had become a busty Senpai.

"Good morning, Yato." There it was. The cold yet charming voice reverberated in my head.

"Mornin'?"

I gazed upon a girl who was only a year older but looked way more mature, with dazzling blue eyes, followed by gracious blonde hair; the black lipstip, which drew out more of her charm. And not to mention the size of her rack that could barely squeezed into her school uniform of 19 years ago.

"I was waiting for you, Yato." Her lips moved to form words but it sounded as though the words were being projected in my ears.

"Huh? Wait, me?"

"Yes. May I request something of you?" She asked sincerely.

"Wait. First and foremost, I need to know whether you are trust worthy. I may have been dazzled by your looks just now, but I know better than anyone, that looks can be deceiving." I continued. "So tell me your story, maybe by the end of it you will have earned my trust."

She stared at thin air for a moment, pondering. Coming to a conclusion she steadied herself, drawing in a breath.

"Fine. I will tell you my story but you must obey me after I'm done.

Let me warn you, this isn't a pleasant story for little kids.

So let me begin."