My Iyashikei Game Chapter 175: Ol' Lee, A Good Man

“What do you mean, I feel just fine!” Ol’ Lee answered.

“Don’t you feel a bit uncomfortable?” Han Fei was shocked. He looked at Ol’ Lee who was basically a moving mountain of ghosts.

“No, if anything, I notice that you are looking incredibly pale. I know you care about the students, but you have to take care of yourself too.” Draped in dirty stuff, Ol’ Lee who was tailed by a Lingering Spirit started to show concern for Han Fei. It was surreal to say the least.

“Well, as long as you feel fine.” Han Fei tried to adjust his breathing. As a professional actor, this would be a great challenge. He needed to ignore the smell that drifted off Ol’ Lee and the monsters as well as ghosts that latched onto Ol’ Lee. He needed to present himself as a ‘normal person’ like Ol’ Lee.

“You still haven’t explained why you are here. What exactly has happened at this school that got you worried?” Ol’ Lee pressed. He did not trust Han Fei fully simply because of the working Id. Han Fei’s original intention was to show Ol’ Lee Su Mengting’s diary, specifically the entries that were related to the guard. Based on Han Fei’s observation, every mission at Yi Ming Private Academy was interconnected. The diary might help Ol’ Lee recover his memory. His idea was good but just as Han Fei attempted to take out Su Mengting’s diary, the things on Ol’ Lee started to go berserk. They did not seem like they’d want Ol’ Lee to recover his memory. If Han Fei insisted on taking the diary out, there was no telling what the ghosts might do.

“A ruffian has sneaked into the campus at night. He used to be a student here.” Han Fei did not bring up anything related to ghosts and placed the diary back into his inventory. Only then the things around Ol’ Lee started to calm down.

“Why would he come back to school at night? To steal stuff or to commit vandalism?” Ol’ Lee took a seat on the single bed. The resentment of the dirty things that surrounded him was strong enough to cover the entire room. Han Fei who could not stand the smell, politely shuffled away from O

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