Elf: Rewriting the script, starting with Black Stocking Hanako

"Oh!"

A short, startled scream.

"Jiang Chuan! You bumped into someone!" Xiaoxia quickly grabbed Jiang Chuan's arm and pulled him back.

Jiang Chuan then took a step back and got a clear look at the person in front of him.

A standard dark blue police uniform accentuated her curvaceous figure.

Beneath the police cap was a familiar, slightly surprised, pretty face—a typical Officer Jenny's face, exuding both elegance and sophistication. Her short blue hair looked neat and capable under the brim of the cap.

However, the curve of the police uniform stretched across the chest of this Officer Jenny was noticeably more... spectacular than any other Officer Jenny Jiang Chuan remembered.

Just now, Jiang Chuan had a solid collision with Officer Jenny's fullness.

At that moment, a stack of safety pamphlets in Ms. Jenny's hand was scattered all over the ground, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and one hand was unconsciously pressed against the spot on her chest where she had been hit.

"I'm so sorry! We didn't mean to!" Xiaoxia apologized as she squatted down to help pick up the flyers.

Hanako quickly stepped forward to help.

Jiang Chuan touched his nose and bent down, "Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going."

He looked up and his eyes met Officer Jenny's.

In that instant, Miss Officer Jenny's gaze, which had been filled with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance, suddenly changed.

Looking at Jiang Chuan's face, she felt an inexplicable surge of warmth—it was the Officer Jenny's family's universal goodwill factor working its magic again.

In addition, Jiang Chuan himself is handsome, has a clean-cut demeanor, and clear eyes...

Miss Officer Jenny's blush deepened, but her tone softened: "It's...it's alright. There are a lot of people at the festival, it's unavoidable."

As she spoke, a strange, tingling sensation lingered in the spot on her chest where she had been hit, as if a tiny electric current was gently coursing through it.

This unfamiliar feeling made her a little uncomfortable, yet... she didn't dislike it.

Officer Jenny coughed lightly to cover up her unease, then squatted down to pick up the flyers with the three of them.

Jiang Chuan picked up a few flyers and glanced at their contents.

[Safety Guidelines for the Maiden Gorge Summer Festival]

[Special Reminder: Please do not go to the following areas after 10 PM.]

Here are a few locations: the abandoned shrine on the back mountain, the rocky area west of the pier, the ancient cliffside walkway, and the beach directly below the statue of the girl.

These are all places where that thousand-year-old Gastly often "commits its crimes".

"Are these places...?" Jiang Chuan asked deliberately, "are they dangerous?"

Ms. Officer Jenny had composed herself and regained her professional demeanor, though her ears were still slightly red: "Yes, these areas have poor lighting at night and complex terrain. In previous years, during the festival, tourists would occasionally... temporarily disappear in these places."

She carefully chose her words: "Although they were all found safely in the end, to avoid any accidents, I still recommend that everyone not go there at night."

Hanako took a flyer and her fingers trembled slightly as she looked at the brief mention of "The Legend of the Ghost Girl".

"A female ghost?" Her voice was a little tense. "Does such a thing... really exist?"

Hanako is afraid of ghosts! The first time she was scared, she was almost frightened by Kasumi, who was a "hungry ghost".

The thought of those supernatural legends sent chills down her spine.

Almost subconsciously, Hanako moved closer to Jiang Chuan, gently pressing her arm against his, as if that would give her a little more sense of security.

Jiang Chuan felt Hanako's soft body close to him and chuckled inwardly.

He reached out and put his arm around Hanako's slender waist, his fingers gently stroking her side.

"Don't be afraid," Jiang Chuan said softly. "Even if there are any, I'm here."

Hanako blushed slightly as Jiangchuan hugged her, but she did feel much more at ease and softly hummed in agreement.

Miss Officer Jenny watched the interaction between the two, her eyes flickering slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Jiang Chuan turned his head to look at Officer Jenny, and suddenly gave her a bright smile: "Miss Officer Jenny, I'm so sorry for bumping into you just now."

"Well then, since we're here for the festival anyway, and we're just killing time, why don't we help you hand out flyers? It'll be a way of making amends."

Miss Officer Jenny's eyes lit up: "Really? That's wonderful!"

She smiled somewhat sheepishly: "To be honest, because of the surge in tourists at the festival, we are indeed a bit short-staffed. We're worried about not being able to hand out all these safety leaflets."

"If you'd like to help, I can arrange your accommodation for tonight, a sea-view room, no less!" Officer Jenny added. "Also, I can treat you to a special gourmet meal!"

"Specialty foods!" Xiaoxia's eyes lit up like stars as soon as she heard about food.

"Whoosh~ Great! Let's help!"

She raised her hand, full of energy.

Hanako gently tugged at Jiang Chuan's sleeve, looked up at him, and whispered, "Jiang Chuan, I can help... but I might be a little scared..."

It was rare for her to show such a shy and timid demeanor, which was a stark contrast to her usual gentle and composed image as a young married woman.

Jiang Chuan felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he read this.

He lowered his head, leaned close to Hanako's ear, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "It's okay, you can just come with me and hand out flyers during the day."

"It's evening now, so you and Xiaoxia prepare the food together, and wait for me in my bed when it gets dark."

His fingers traced suggestive circles on Hanako's waist.

"I'm back to protect you."

After a pause, Jiang Chuan lowered his voice and added, "Oh, right. Remember to wear that... purple openwork lace dress I bought you last time."

Hanako shuddered, her ears turning bright red instantly.

She lowered her head shyly, her neck flushed pink, but she still nodded gently, her voice barely audible: "Mmm...okay..."

She instantly understood what Jiang Chuan was planning to do that night…

Jiang Chuan's heart burned with rage at her submissive and shy demeanor.

I wish I could hold her in my arms right now and cherish her.

But business is more important.

"Then it's settled." Jiang Chuan looked up and smiled at Miss Officer Jenny. "Give us some flyers, we'll start handing them out from the dock side."

"That's great!" Officer Jenny gratefully handed over several stacks of flyers. "Thank you so much! I'll go look around somewhere else and contact you later to arrange accommodation."

She nodded to Jiang Chuan, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment before turning and leaving.

As she turned, her full breasts swayed gently with the movement, the curves outlined by the police uniform fabric breathtaking.

Jiang Chuan watched her leave before turning his gaze away.

"Alright, let's get started." Jiang Chuan handed the flyers to the two women.

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The area around the pier has a large flow of people, making the distribution of flyers very efficient.

Xiaoxia is lively and outgoing. When she sees a family with children or a young couple, she skips over and sweetly says, "Please take a look at the festival safety instructions~", and almost no one refuses.

Although Hanako was a little afraid of the "ghost legends" mentioned on the flyers, she was very serious about her work.

Jiang Chuan handed out flyers while keeping an eye on the surrounding stalls and pedestrians.

He was looking for something.

In the original storyline, the thousand-year-old Gastly would transform into an old woman during the day and sell homemade ghost-repelling items somewhere.

Although that thing doesn't have any practical use, it's very important as a clue to finding Gastly.

After handing out flyers for a while, Jiang Chuan stopped a middle-aged man who looked like a local resident.

"Uncle, excuse me, are there any stalls around here that sell...that kind of thing?" Jiang Chuan asked cautiously. "I mean, talismans for warding off evil spirits, incense for protection, and things like that?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Jiang Chuan and nodded knowingly: "Oh, you mean those things for exorcising ghosts?"

He pointed behind the dock to a stone staircase leading to a small hill: "Go up that path, and there's a small wooden hut halfway up the hill. Every year during the festival, an old woman sells those things there."

"But young man," the uncle lowered his voice, "I advise you not to waste your money. Those talismans and incense are just a scam for tourists; they're completely useless. If you're really scared, just don't wander around at night."

Jiang Chuan smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle. I'll go take a look."

He returned to Xiaoxia and Huazi, gave them a few brief instructions, and told them to continue handing out flyers. He then walked towards the stone steps.

The stone steps wind upwards, becoming quieter and quieter as you walk, gradually moving away from the hustle and bustle of the dock festival.

On both sides are dense trees, their shadows swaying, and sunlight filtering through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting dappled light.

After walking for about ten minutes, a small wooden house appeared on a relatively flat open space halfway up the mountain.

The wooden house was old, with dark-colored wooden planks on the exterior walls and several strings of wind chimes hanging under the eaves, making a crisp tinkling sound in the wind.

In front of the house was a simple wooden table with yellow paper, a cinnabar pen, some dried herbs, and several stacks of already drawn talismans on it.

An elderly woman with gray hair, dressed in a dark blue coarse cloth kimono, was facing away from the door, bent over a table, and intently drawing talismans.

Jiang Chuan approached.

The old woman seemed to sense someone's arrival. Her vermilion pen continued to work, and without turning her head, she spoke, her voice hoarse yet fluent:

"A ghost-repelling talisman is 100 each, and a protective incense stick is 50 each. The complete ghost-repelling and life-saving package includes three talismans, two incense sticks, a bottle of holy water, and an evil-repelling bell! Only 998 Alliance Coins."

"Young man, want one? It will ensure your safety during the festival and protect you from evil spirits."

As she spoke, she put down her pen, picked up two newly drawn talisman sheets, and turned around.

It was the face of a kind-looking old woman, covered in wrinkles.

Although the old woman in front of me behaved and spoke normally.

But Jiang Chuan, who possessed the power of wave guidance, could tell at a glance that she was not human!