I Told you I Wouldn’t Love You.

Prada is a ghoul, but she hates blood. Every time she sees it, her heart flutters and she feels faint.

Prada is a ghoul, but she’s also very timid. She dislikes being in large groups of people because it reminds her of the ghost hunts she’s seen in movies.

Prada’s house doesn’t have any water jars; if her secret is revealed, where will she hide? So she’s built a safe room to be on the safe side.

But the supposedly good, ghost-protecting officer keeps bothering her incessantly. What is he trying to find fault with? How much does he hate her? Because every time he comes, he burns down her chicken farm! When will that troublesome, walking bomb-like officer stop bothering her and let her be a fragile ghoul in peace?

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