Enigma: Being Chased By A Sly Ghost Husband

"Did I drink too much tonight?" Ryujin mumbled.

After she had sobered considerably, Ryujin decided to head home on her own, and as Aera was visiting someone, she would not be accompanying her home.

The night breeze blew in her direction, and a small smile formed on her face due to it. Staring at the empty night sky, she let out a giggle.

No thoughts went around in her mind at that moment, and all of her stress was driven away. Although things were not flowing smoothly in her life, she liked to keep her mind off of things at times.

Shaking her head, Ryujin took couple of step forward when she felt a chill go down her back. A strange feeling of being followed went through her, and she turned her head back. However, there was no one behind her, and the entire neighborhood was eerily silent.

"You really did drink too much," she muttered before looking forward.

There was no reason for someone to follow her, and she was being too s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e. Continuing her steps forward, she could not wait to return home and take a relaxing bath.

That's when she felt something come in contact with the back of her head. A sharp pain went through her head while she was caught off guard by that, and instantly, she turned backwards.

The can fell on the ground, creating a noise, and after glancing at the can with a frown upon her face, she looked around to see who it was. However, no one was in her sight, and she could barely spot a shadow.

"Yah! Instead of playing such a foul trick, show yourself!" Ryujin exclaimed.

Despite her words, she did not expect to get an answer. The kids in the neighborhoods could be naughty at times, and she presumed it to be done by one of them.

Letting out a sigh, she shook her head and looked forward, beginning to walk. Her senses were all open now, and she paid extra care to her surrounding.

Something caught her attention in that instant, and moving her hand backwards, she caught on to her can that was targeted towards her back. This was more of a reflex action for her.

Even though a long time had passed, some habits remained.

Assuming that this was one of the neighborhood kids, Shin Ryujin did not bother searching for that person. Creating a drama at this time of the night did not sit well with her, and her apartment was right in front of her.

Throwing the can down with a loud sound, she made hurried steps towards the gate while being cautious of her surroundings. Since she presumed the attacker to be a kid, she did not pay much attention to it.

When she stood before the gate, she took the keys out from her bag and unlocked the door. Opening the door, she glanced backwards for one last time.

Despite of the strange feeling she had been getting, there was nothing peculiar she could spot.