Chapter 30
The moment I thought about needing some serious cash, a message from an unfamiliar profile asking if I needed money appeared.
But this is in the realm of a creepypasta.
– K.LEE : Mr. employee? haha
Blocking and leaving the chatroom immediately seemed like the smart choice... but it also felt a bit too stereotypical.
Since I'm in a ghost story, I might as well get some ghostly advice.
I set my 'Good Friend' plushie under the bed, turned off the lights, and summoned Braun using the shadow trick, this time with a small flashlight I'd bought on my way home.
– Oh, Friend!
Braun snapped to attention with almost no delay this time. After recalling my escape from the previous creepypasta, he seemed rather pleased, quickly grasping the situation.
An unfamiliar figure offering a large sum of money.
– How suspicious! But isn't a touch of curiosity beyond suspicion the very essence of a show?
– Especially if it's accompanied by some sparkling gold!
Despite the plushie sounding like a dopamine junkie, his reaction assured me that this wasn't a creepypasta-related phenomenon.