Chapter 155 - Epilogue 3.2: Purgatory (1/2)

”Y-You…!!!” Martha gasps. ”The time-traveller!”

”Yes, yes.” Kyuri nods her head proudly. ”Didn't I make you guys overwork? I should have done more.”

Martha shakes her head. ”Why do you look young? You are supposed to die at the age of 98.”

”Oh, I died at the age of ninety-eight.” Kyuri flips her hair. ”But I lingered around as a ghost with Si An. We had ghost honeymoons.”

Martha creases her forehead and looks around. ”Is your husband dead too? I can't see him here.”

”He got the white ticket.” Kyuri exhales. ”Well, I did make him pay for his sins even after our marriage. We practised celibacy for a few years. He would always listen to me. When it was over, he attacked me every night.”

Martha is least interested in listening but she doesn't say anything to stop the woman.

”I sent him to the white door.” Kyuri looks at the black ticket with the VVVIP mark and sighs. ”I was supposed to have fun in hell. What's the point of giving so much wealth away if I can't enjoy the VVVIP treatment in hell?”

”I understand your grievances.” Martha, who seems like she will have a meltdown at any moment, clasps her hands together and bends down her waist. ”But the situation is like this. We can't let you go to hell since hell has stopped its services due to the reconstruction. Though it will take hundreds of years before you can enter hell, please wait here. I will make special arrangements for your stay.”

Kyuri wrinkles her nose. Her eyes turn dark. ”You want me to wait here for near eternity while my husband spends his time in heaven. Do you not know what he did to me?”

”Oh, about that…” Martha scratches her hair. ”You see, he's a special vessel. Just like you have special privileges, he also has special privileges. Anyway, didn't you say that you punished him for a long time?”

”So what if I did?” Kyuri raises her brow. ”I also suffered for a long time but I have to go to hell.”

”That's because --” Martha rubs her hands nervously.

”Alright.” Kyuri raises her hand. ”Don't argue with this grandmother. Find out if he has already taken birth. He can be quite impatient.”

”Sure, Ma'am.” Martha rushes away from Kyuri.

Kyuri has noticed the ghost in a white dress standing little away from her. That ghost has been staring at her for a while. There's something about that ghost. She seems different. And she's shining brightly. Even Kyuri can feel a certain pull toward that ghost. She beckons the ghost to come to her.

”You are shining.” Kyuri tilts her head slightly. ”Introduce yourself.”

”I am Nakashima Wakana, a detective. I am twenty-five,” Wakana answers her awkwardly. ”Who are you?”

”Kwon Kyuri, I was a time-traveller.” Kyuri raises her chin and smiles at her. ”Maybe I still am. After all, I am supposed to lose my abilities in hell.”

”Really?” Wakana widens her eyes, studying the woman in awe. ”Did you turn back time?”

”I did.” Kyuri starts telling her about her adventures. ”It started with a murder…”

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