Buyong

Ein was a hitman on hire. A killer, a shadow, a death with insomnia, if you may.

He had witnessed countless pairs of eyes dim as the light of life faded, leaving nothing but vile hollowness. Needless to say, the sight of a soul popping out of the dead body was a first. 

And it wasn't just any soul. It was the dead heir of Byers Holdings, the same guy he killed with his own hands. Turns out the rich boy Adriel had a horribly irritating and loud soul, but worst of it all - impossible to get rid of.

Who would have thought that killing on a blue moon night could lead to being haunted?

When a Hitman Gets Haunted by a Ghost

The door to the kitchen opening interrupted the clamor.

"I could hear your hostility all the way from the kitchen," Mrs. Shin reprimanded, bringing the food out. "We dine together so little, I would hope you could get along for a few hours."

Dean straightened, reluctantly acting like a human being.

"Come to the table, Ein," the elderly lady called out as she set a plate of healthy variety on the table. "I prepared a proper meal this time."

Avery slapped Ein on the back as he made his way to the table. "Special treatment again? Aren't you going to invite me to the table too?"

Mrs. Shin chuckled. "There's no need to invite you, you'll come on your own." When she noticed Ein's slight limp, her easygoing demeanor hardened, directed at the most likely man to be the culprit.

Dean habitually drew back, raising a hand in defense. "That wasn't my doing."

Fair(?) Fight