"At last, it's time for the long-awaited first date! And today's chosen partner is... drumroll, please!"

I provided the drumroll sound effects myself as I shoved the camera close to Minsu's fingertips.

His hand trembled violently before finally pointing toward one person.

Mija.

Jieun's face immediately turned pale.

[Anonymous1]: OMG LOL Miss Mija wins! Guess the new girl really stole the show.

[Anonymous2]: Look at Jieun crying 😭 Minsu, you really shouldn't do this...

[Anonymous3]: Hey, Miss Shaman, where's the date? Don't tell me it's in some corner of the shrine.

"Today's date theme is [Tradition Meets Modernity]! On the menu: premium ritual fruits for Miss Mija and chicken breast salad for Minsu!"

I arranged a convenience-store pack of chicken breast and a few apples that had once been offered at the shrine.

For lighting, I used two red candles.

The atmosphere was bizarre, but with a filter over the camera lens, it almost looked like one of those aesthetic dates people post online.

Minsu and Mija sat across from each other.

Minsu nervously rubbed his biceps while Mija shyly covered her mouth with her sleeve and took a bite of an apple.

"Miss Mija... to be honest, this is my first time dining with someone as elegant as you. I'm really nervous."

"My lord, I feel the same. This... 'chicken breast' is rather dry. Much like your stubbornness."

For a moment, a faint romantic tension bloomed between them.

Then—

Ding—

The sharp sound of a gayageum string cut through the air.

Mija rose gracefully and stepped between them with elegant, yet chilling composure.

"Minsu! You're unbelievable! That's Oriental dressing! You hate Oriental dressing! You only eat balsamic!"

Jieun, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally barged in.

Inside, I cheered.

Yes.

This was it.

The soul of reality TV was unexpected interruptions.

"Miss Jieun! You can't interfere with the date! This is precious time for Contestants One and Two!"

"Interfere? This is interference? I know everything about his eating habits, but that grandma doesn't know anything! Minsu, that dressing gives you diarrhea!"

Minsu's face turned bright red at the sudden revelation.

Mija quietly placed her gayageum beside her and looked at Jieun calmly.

"Love is not about knowing someone's tastes. It is about knowing who they are in this very moment. My lord is enjoying this time with me. He is not bound by the flavors of the past as you are."

[Subtitle: Mija's truth bomb! The taste of the past vs. the charm of the present!]

The chat immediately exploded.

[Anonymous4]: Mija's clapbacks are legendary LOL.

[Anonymous5]: I kinda get Jieun though... If I dated someone for five years and lost them to a ghost they'd known for five minutes, I'd lose it too.

[Donation: ₩200,000]: "Miss Shaman! Give Jieun another date ticket right now! Let all three eat together!"

The moment I saw the donation amount, I grabbed the megaphone.

"Excellent! Thanks to our viewers' overwhelming support, we're announcing an emergency rule change! Today's date is now officially a three-way dinner! Presenting... [The Uncomfortable Table]!"

Once Jieun sat across from Minsu, he couldn't even chew his chicken breast anymore and simply glanced back and forth nervously.

Jieun stole bites from his salad.

Mija elegantly sipped her tea.

The sheer tension of this love triangle!

Sweat formed in my hand as I gripped the gimbal tighter.

Other people's pain becomes entertainment.

Their lingering feelings become my profit.

Guilt?

That dissolved into donation money long ago.

I alternated the camera angle between Jieun's tearful eyes and Mija's composed smile.

And silently thought to myself—

Master Ham Suhyeon... are you watching?

I'll show you the raw, unfiltered romance of the afterlife.