"Alright, everyone! The atmosphere on this trail behind Independence Hall is absolutely insane right now. Do you see that fog? That's not incense I burned. That's real, all-natural fog... or should I say, spiritual energy?"

Keeping the gimbal low, I framed the shot like a scene straight out of a horror movie.

Then suddenly—

BEEP! BEEP-BEEP-BEEP!

Hyunwoo's spirit detector went absolutely haywire, its alarm shattering the silence.

"Hey, shaman."

His voice turned serious.

"This isn't a joke. The real ones are coming."

Hyunwoo stepped in front of me and wrapped his prayer beads tightly around his hand.

The livestream filled with the sight of his broad shoulders—

No.

His sharp gaze.

Definitely his sharp gaze.

[Anonymous1]: LOL Is this scripted? The exorcist's expression looks way too real.

[Anonymous2]: Listen to that thing 😂 The spirit detector's about to explode.

[Anonymous3]: Miss Shaman, did you hire extra ghosts this time? LOL

"Extras? No! These are... naturally occurring wandering spirits! Viewers, don't go anywhere! You're about to witness the first-ever live exorcism broadcast in history!"

I was scared.

Terrified, actually.

But when I looked at the viewer count—

[Live Viewers: 15,000]

—I swallowed my fear whole.

From the darkness, formless black shadows drifted closer, sobbing softly as they approached.

Minsu stepped forward first.

"Hey! You filthy ghosts! Stay away from Miss Mija and Jieun! I'm a ghost who benches five hundred!"

He threw punches into empty air.

The shadows passed right through him as if mocking his efforts—

and charged straight at me.

"Mommy!"

Jieun shrieked as she wrapped both arms around Hyunwoo's waist.

Meanwhile, Mija used her gayageum like a shield and hid behind me.

"Hyunwoo! What are you doing?! Purify them already! If my cast members get hurt, they'll cut my appearance fees!"

"Tch. You really only care about money."

Hyunwoo sighed.

Then suddenly grabbed my hand.

Warmth spread from his palm.

"You're a shaman, aren't you? Lend me your energy. Infuse your spiritual power into my prayer beads."

"What? My spiritual power? That ran out ages ago... Wait! Maybe it'll come back if I pray for my DojiCoin portfolio to recover!"

I gripped his hand tightly and prayed with all my heart.

Please. I can't die like this.

In that moment—

A brilliant blue light erupted from Hyunwoo's prayer beads.

The light swept across the trail.

The black shadows screamed as they dissolved into nothingness.

The chat immediately exploded.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

[Donation: ₩300,000]: "No way... that's not CGI, right? The hand-holding between Hyunwoo and the shaman has me kicking my feet 😭"

[Donation: ₩100,000]: THIS IS SO GOOD LMAOOO Exorcist MVP!!

The moment the situation settled down, Hyunwoo immediately let go of my hand.

"No wonder your energy feels murky. Your head is filled with nothing but money."

"So what if it's murky? It worked, didn't it? Can't you see the donations pouring in?!"

Jieun pointed angrily at me.

"Mr. Exorcist! She's more dangerous than those spirits! Miss Shaman is selling all our souls for content!"

Sweat dripping down my face, I tightened my grip on the gimbal.

This dating show had already gone far beyond romance.

It was becoming something much bigger.

An occult blockbuster with no turning back.