My Uncle Lost His Mind のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

I got myself a major gig, but I was not a master ghost hunter yet, so I was up against something out of my league. Like a dog with its tail between its legs, I packed up my exorcism equipment and promptly left the ghastly manor. After leaving the place, I intended to go back home to rest and think of another plan. Just then, I received a call from Ronald Durkin, my uncle. “We’re family, so there’s no need for me to be polite. We’re going to stay in your manor. I’ll give you a bit of rent as a token. That’s settled, then.”I then saw a message telling me that he sent me money. I was curious, and my head was still filled with the howls of ghosts. I was unable to think straight yet, so I opened the message. All I got was one measly cent. My mouth twitched. That was a ten thousand square foot manor, and he gave me one cent as a token?My addled brain became much clearer at that moment. Meanwhile, Ronald was still giving me demands. “Jessica has delicate skin and can’t get use

I did not want to engage in any meaningless arguments with her, so I told her the truth. “That manor isn’t mine, but my client’s, and he only asked me to exorcise it because it’s haunted. No one can stay there.”Even after I told her the truth, my mother refused to believe in me and became even angrier. “Are you making up such lies just because you don’t want others to stay at your manor? They’re your family! If you’re so fussy, you’ll end up as a laughingstock!”I lost my temper at that point. “I’m fussy? Don’t you think they’re the ones crossing the line here? They’re the ones who’ll be the laughingstock! “They’re obsessed with money. When we were living close to them, Uncle Ronald came over every day to get free food and stuff. He’d take our fruits, vegetables, shampoo, soap, and even our toilet paper and napkins. He treated us like a free warehouse, and he comes to our place like he’s clocking in for work.“Even during birthdays, while you gave their children expensive gifts,

The moment Ronald finished speaking, they started looting my house, especially my house. They grabbed my shoes and all my accessories. My house descended into chaos. My parents only stood by silently. They did not even stop them. When Jessica started snapping at them to leave, Ronald finally stopped pillaging and haughtily looked at me. “We’ve got the money. You can take us to the manor now.”Did I give it to him? He stole it from me! “I told you many times before that I’m not letting you go in.” I continued saying no and asked them for payment. “I recorded all your actions just now. Put down everything in your hands and pay me back for the things you destroyed, or I’m calling the police.”Their expressions changed. Quite a number of them were terrified and wanted to put the things down, but Ronald turned to my mother and questioned her coldly, “How could someone threaten to send his aunts and uncles to the police? Aren’t you going to do anything about this?”I did not cav

“Alicia, you’re so lucky to have such a good boy, unlike my son. Forget helping out, he’s sucking our blood dry!”My mother was pleased after hearing this. She lay on the couch like she owned the place and started ordering me around. “You heard everyone, didn’t you? Order the food now.”I shook my head and scoffed. “If you want food, order it yourself. I won’t ever pay for you!”My mother’s face soured. “I’m telling you to do something, and you’re talking back?”Ronald said, “How could you be so immature, Apollo? I can’t believe you’d refuse to listen to your mother.”Nina chimed in, “That’s right, Apollo. You need to be more mature. Your mother has already told you to order food for us. Do it now. We’re hungry.”As they continued telling me to be more mature, some of them even started drooling. Even my father was giving me hints. “Apollo, it’s just a bit of money. Don’t make your mother unhappy.”I laughed bitterly. “Dad, they’re already bullying me to this point, and you still

When they stole my stuff, I had wanted to call the police, but they had accused me of being immature for even thinking about it. Yet when Jessica started acting insane, Ronald immediately wanted to call the police on me, even though I had nothing to do with it. They had such double standards. Even my parents snapped at me angrily, “Jessica is your cousin! Stop joking around and help her!”I shook my head. “I can’t.”I was telling the truth, but none of them believed me, just like how they had refused to believe me when I told them that the manor was haunted. They started yelling at me again and used their statuses as my parents, aunts, and uncles to try and coerce me into action. They also kept telling me that I had to be a good son. I did not know all that talk about being a good son, but I did laugh. I hung up. Some of the gloomy feelings that had been sitting in my chest faded away and gave me relief. After they left, I went to the manor and found that all the malice