For months the ghost had practiced being intrusive and tentative in equal measure. It tapped her shoulder when she reached for ramen, rearranged the cushions on her futon into polite little hills, and folded notes into tiny cranes with messages that read like apologies. It liked to hover by the window at three in the morning and press the fogged glass with a wet fingertip, leaving handprints shaped like fragile moons.
: The core mechanic involves clicking or interacting with the "Touchy Ghost" to prevent it from overwhelming Nebusoku-chan. Sanity/Sleep Levels nebusokuchan and the touchy ghost final by
Nebusokuchan swatted at the mist. Her hand passed through, leaving a trail of goosebumps. "Look, you can stay, but if you touch me one more time without asking, I’m burning sage. I’ll buy the expensive stuff. I’ll salt the whole windowsills." For months the ghost had practiced being intrusive