That's why we're not afraid of corpses. But it wasn't just a corpse, and it was a demon.

Is it because of the nature of my profession that I train my courage that much?

The two followed each other downstairs, carefully taking each step softly.

At night, the wooden stairs were old enough to hold back the sound of jamming going tog.

Phedra Henry's mailbox immediately jumped to the red dot.

Beatrix Henry: Stop. We're going to wake up the couple.

Beatrix Henry: Where do you want to go anyway?

Phedra Henry listened to stand motionless.

Little Bell: I'm not gonna hurt you. If it attacks, you throw me in the way and run away.

Beatrix Henry: Could you please read my nickname? That's not true. Do you want to go out and see him?

Beatrix Henry: Honey, if you're exposed to corpses a lot, that doesn't mean the devil will like to make friends with you.

Phedra Henry was silent for a moment.

[Little Bell is typing...]

Beatrix Henry used captaincy.