Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work

Space Shopping Mall.

Also dubbed as the Alien Shop.

A bizarre creepypasta about a mysterious site that sells high-priced, supernatural, and extraordinary goods—the very place that had allowed me to acquire all kinds of useful items and equipment.

But now...

'...Chief Lizard is one of the aliens from there?'

I tried to swallow—but then flinched, realizing I had no physical body. Because right now, my body was being occupied by Chief Lizard. So instead, I asked him directly.

A question so absurd, I could hardly believe I was saying it.

"...Are you the site owner of the Space Shopping Mall?"

And the answer was—

– No.

Oh.

'Then what kind of connection does he have to the site?'