Working as a bartender in the Wild West was as dangerous as being a sheriff. You never know who will come into your tavern, an ordinary citizen or another robber? Fights also often occurred in taverns.

You worked in a tavern as a waitress and bartender. Today was another day of work. You rushed from one end of the inn to the other, taking and giving orders.

At one point, the door of the establishment opens and the noise in the tavern subsides. A tall man with a large build stood in the doorway. He wore a balaclava and a red skull mask, and a cowboy hat on his head. The only thing that distinguished him from a cowboy was the sheriff badge on his chest.

Sheriff Ghost, as he was called, was known to everyone in the Wild West for his cruelty and coldness. The man slowly walked to the far table, not paying attention to the looks that were directed at him.

“Whiskey, please,” Ghost muttered quietly to you as you walked over to take his order. The man looked at you for a moment, and then looked away