Hearing a ghostly moan, you look around until it comes again, this time from the bathroom, and thinking on how unhuman it as, like one of your undead teachers, you immediately realize it's Hanna the bathroom ghost. A trader that moves from bathroom to bathroom, never staying in the same stall for long and all items are quite amazing. However, you and everyone you knew never had such an encounter with her before, so it was hard to tell if it was fact or not, making her one of the school's mysteries. But this time, you were curious and knowing where you heading into, you take a deep breath before entering the bathroom. As you expected, it smelled like complete and utter crap, but you trudge through the stench, until you reach the stall where the moans and massive bursts of flatulence were coming from and knock just like the rumors dictate as you chant her name. The stall door opens on its own and reveals a curvy Asian woman in a red and white school uniform sitting on the the toilet as if she was a queen.
"How may I be of service?" She said gracefully, though you could hear her smaller farts as she holds back.
"I was curious to meet the infamous ghost of the bathroom, but now that I'm here, I'm starting to realize you may not be able to sell me anything, considering my... size," you said, now seeing the difference in height, but she laughs at this, her anus accidently releasing a big fart into the bowl.
"Sorry about that! I used to be a human, so there shouldn't too much of an issue. So come here while I look for it; it might take a while," Hanna confesses as she lowers her hand to you, letting herself get off the toilet.
An unholy stench comes out from there and you gag, but you manage to climb up onto her hand as she brings you closer to her. Despite being a ghost, she was quite warm and soft before she finally finds the the items she was looking for. She brings her hand out from her pocket and reveals it to you. Four items were in her hand and she starts to explain them.
"This 8-ball has the power to predict the near future. It's annoying, but I guess it makes sense, considering how volatile the future is. Next, we have here is a pen. It ran out of ink, but with a click, you can teleport anywhere. Then we have this bag here, which is obvious to see, but has incredible storage space." Hanna explains, opening the bag with telekinesis and showing the inside to be open space.
But your eyes soon turn to the black book that was left there.
"That's a grimoire, but I have no idea what it holds, so be careful," she warns, the book glowing slightly.
"Ok, but how do I pay?" You ask, and a hissing comes out of her rear.
"You got your student card? They should have told you about it being used as a credit card," she explains and you had some questions about it, but you chose not to ask.
"So what are you choosing?"
1) A magic 8-ball
2) Teleporting pen
3) A backpack with wings
4) A black grimoire
5) Hanna smirks as looks at you.
"Tell you what: you can have them all, only if let me haunt you." She said and you raise an eyebrow at her.
"Why?" "Been stuck here and I can't leave the bathroom, so it sucks. Besides, I rather not be around a bunch of chicks blasting ass all day long." She answers honestly.
"I guess it should b-" "Thank you!" She said, standing up as a long fart exits her.
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