“The rain isn’t letting up,” Mama Kim sighed as she looked out the window of the kitchen. “And it’s causing weird leaks around the house as well.”

“Leaks?” Chinsun gasped, stopping mid-motion while she was chopping vegetables for the curry for dinner.

“The house is old,” Jongdae mumbled, blinking away the tears triggered by the onions that he was in charge of. “So there are random puddles around the house now.”

“Random puddles?” Baekhyun echoed the words while he was trying to wipe away Jongdae’s tears. “So you don’t know the source of the leak?”

“Nope.” Jongdae shook her head.

Chinsun inhaled sharply and tensed. This did not go unnoticed by Baekhyun who looked at her with worry. her lips, Chinsun concentrated on her task at hand while Jongdae remained oblivious to the brief exchange between his childhood friend and his best friend.

Dinner was rather uneventful. Jongin was grouchy and quiet like always while Chinsun was lost in her thoughts. Baekhyun tried to keep an animated conversation alive with Jongdae and Mama Kim but even he was struggling, as at the mere mention of water puddles, he recalled their brief encounter with the water ghost.

After dinner, Jongdae was charged with washing the dishes much to his dismay. Mama Kim had a meeting with the neighbourhood association and left as soon as she finished eating. Chinsun and Baekhyun meanwhile decided to return home but froze when they saw a puddle of water by the entrance.

“You don’t think that the water ghost actually followed us here do you?” Baekhyun whispered carefully, voicing both of their suspicions.

Chinsun bit her lip, still contemplating on formulating an answer when an angry grumble slithered into her ears, causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand up.

“A what?!?”

Slowly turning around, Chinsun gulped loudly while blinking innocently at an aggravated looking Jongin.

“A water ghost?” Chinsun mumbled through gritted teeth as she forced a gummy smile.

“Are you f—” Jongin sneered, clenching his jaw to stop himself from making a scene. “I’ve got enough work as it is at the funeral home. On top of that, the identity of the spirit that escaped still remains unknown; we don’t know why Jongdae caused your tattoo to act up; and the egg ghost situation is still unresolved. We’ve got enough work to bury us alive, so please stop adding more to the pile.”

Finishing his rant all in one breath, Jongin’s shoulders were rising and dropping as he seethed with frustration and impatience towards Chinsun who was shrinking smaller and smaller in size. Baekhyun was just about to thank the skies that he was not the target of Jongin’s wrath when the male snapped his head towards him while pointing a commanding finger towards him.

“You stay away from anything that potentially has spirits residing in there or connected in any way with spirits.”