"Humans, merfolk skin?" Amy's eyes widened.
Her mind whirled with countless terrible guesses, making the server's smile appear stiff and eerie.
Amy was in a state of disbelief: "I clearly remember there being protection regulations for non-humans in 'Starry Melody'..."
The staff member, seeing the girl truly frightened, chuckled: "Just a joke, I'm merely a hotel staff member. I wish you a pleasant time on the island."
After saying this, he noticed no one was looking and discreetly slipped an inconspicuous card into Amy's hand.
"If you're interested in the island's ghost house, feel free to visit my side job at the 'Mermaid Bathing Place.' The proprietress is hospitable, and the lads are strong. This card gives you a forty percent ticket discount."
Amy was flabbergasted, the card depicted a merfolk girl dressed scantily, casting flirtatious glances. Forget about advertising on her behalf, is this genuinely a proper ghost house?
