21st Century Necromancer-Chapter 883 - 877: Asking the Gods

Chapter 883 -877: Asking the Gods

Emotions are the most wondrous thing in this world. At times, they seep in like water carving through stone, silent and unnoticed, dragging people into the depths without realizing it. Only when it dawns upon them, they discover they’ve already fallen deeply in love.

But sometimes emotions are like a blazing fire, igniting in an instant and burning fiercely, unleashing one’s full passion in a heartbeat—love at first sight, bound by life and death.

Thus, emotions are also the most unpredictable and uncontrollable thing in this world.

It’s hard to resist feelings. People often don’t realize when they’ve started to fall for someone, nor when they’ve stopped loving someone.

But for Minami, she knows clearly that her feelings for Naoki have stirred, despite her constant warnings to herself not to fall for this man.

Ever since Naoki visited the little shop alongside Chen Yu and his wife—and later dropped by a few times alone—Minami found herself growing accustomed to his presence. Even though every time she saw Naoki, her nervousness would lead to her knocking something over.

This realization made Minami anxious. She didn’t want to become used to Naoki’s presence, because that also meant she was accepting him.

Minami understands her predicament all too well—she’s already dead. She died more than a decade ago, and now she’s merely a ghost sustained by the power of a spell.

If she were still alive, this wouldn’t bother her. If her feelings were genuine, she could accept even being his mistress.

But for someone who’s dead, such desires are unacceptable, because it’s utterly impossible for them to be together.

Both Chen Yu and the Matchmaking God had warned her about this. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

Yet now… Minami sighed helplessly, sinking into deep distress.

Though she kept reminding herself not to fall for Naoki, Minami knew she had already succumbed.

This fact revealed itself through the nervous flutter she felt every time she saw Naoki—a hesitance to even look him in the eyes.

Even though Minami had been dead for over ten years, those years she’d spent as a wandering ghost were marked by her tragic fate. Before she died, as a sixteen-year-old girl, she had already learned what love was.

She wasn’t meant to love anyone, and yet she had fallen for someone she absolutely shouldn’t. This clarity about her situation only fueled her anguish.

If she could, of course she would wish to sever these feelings. But, regretfully, she couldn’t.

Emotions are uncanny by nature—the more you try not to think about them, the deeper you find yourself trapped. If people could simply control who they loved, the world would have far fewer stories of unforgettable, heart-wrenching romances.

And for ghosts, their feelings are even more fervent.

Because a ghost’s existence hinges on the last obsession they held in life, and love is often the anchor that sustains their presence.

Desire, anger, infatuation, hatred, love, malice, lust—every emotion a person feels can form an obsession. Among these, love and hatred are the easiest to transform into the emotional energies that create ghosts. Many Evil Ghosts and Grudge Spirits are borne of these emotions.

Thus, ghosts either lack emotions entirely, or if they fall for someone, their passion burns far stronger than that of the living.

This is something Minami doesn’t fully comprehend. She had no exposure to such concepts when alive and spent her afterlife in oblivion. So, she remains unaware that her intense feelings for Naoki might stem from her nature as a ghost, assuming instead that she simply cannot resist loving this man.

“What should I do?” Hugging her pillow, Minami rolled back and forth in her room like a teenage girl venting her frustration, but to no avail.

She knows full well that there’s a Red String of Fate between her and Naoki—that’s something the Matchmaking God confirmed during their last encounter.

Previously, Minami tried to avoid Naoki precisely to prevent any feelings from sprouting between them. Yet, the more she tried to steer clear of him, the harder it became—until, unbeknownst to her, she truly fell for this man.

If asked what she liked about Naoki, Minami likely wouldn’t be able to put it into words. To her, this man is neither more handsome than Chen Yu nor noticeably talented. The only traits that may have moved her are his gentlemanly demeanor and tenderness.

When Minami first saw Naoki at Chen Yu’s wedding, she didn’t think much of him—just that he seemed like a good person. The act of him giving her the bridal bouquet merely left a mild impression.

But the events that followed surprised Minami more and more—they somehow ended up having a Red String of Fate?

The mythological kind—the one that binds two people destined to be together?

Minami once thought such tales were merely legends—until the Matchmaking God appeared before her and personally informed her of the string connecting her and Naoki. That moment was when Minami realized she had already developed feelings for him without even knowing.

When did her feelings begin? Minami had asked herself this question, only to find she couldn’t answer it.

It seemed she fell for him gradually, without realizing it.

If there’s any reason, perhaps it’s because everyone’s warnings made her more conscious of him?

Minami doesn’t know if that played a part, but the constant reminders from those around her—not to love the living, not to love Naoki—only deepened her impression of him.

Even when she deliberately tried to avoid him, fate still pushed her toward the one person she wasn’t meant to love.

Worrying and agonizing over the problem wouldn’t solve it. Minami wanted to confront Naoki and say everything clearly, yet a part of her couldn’t bear the thought.

Especially after the last time he visited the shop and her nervousness caused a small scene—Naoki even had Kohinata Kaori explain on his behalf afterward. This only made Minami grow fonder of him.

Under such circumstances, how could Minami ever bring herself to sever their predestined bond and her feelings for him?

Yet, simply leaving things as they are wouldn’t resolve the issue either.

Fretting, Minami rolled around on the floor. Luckily, the room was furnished with tatami mats, so she could roll freely without hurting herself.

“Ouch! Oh no!” Rolling and tumbling, Minami bumped her head on the corner of the table, clutching her head with a pained look.

Even as a ghost, the spell granting her a physical form meant she could feel sensations, and the pain from hitting her head made her rub it tenderly for quite a while.

When she finally lowered her hand from her forehead, she noticed something had been knocked loose.

Reaching out, Minami picked up the fallen object and found it was a box. Inside the box lay the very Koban that the Inari God had once used to pay at her shop.

Maybe she could ask the gods for advice? This thought flickered through Minami’s mind.