"There's a lot of dead people every day, don't you think?"
"Yes, continue like this. No matter what Hell, Heaven, any server will not be enough to support it."
"I heard that Hell has adapted to work with Heaven, isn't it? There should be more extensive and flexible management here."
This has been the topic of discussion among the Deathly Hallows for the past few days. The Deathly Hallows are large entities that do not discriminate between good and evil. Because no matter who dies, almost all of them must be leading the way. But even how many people in the agency? The souls of the dead who die every day Hundreds of people a day, that's a lot anyway.
"But strangely enough" said a grim reaper wearing a wolf bone mask. "Why do I feel that these humans these days are not normal?"
"Especially those in the Asian zone," said another grim reaper. "So many times I have received the signal that someone is dead. But when you go to pick up the soul, you can't find it..."
"You have to ask Cold about this," said the grim reaper, who opened the issue. He turned to the man who organized the documents of the dead at the desk in the other corner. "You often go to pick up the spirits in that area. Should be familiar, right?"
"Hmm," Cold raised his head. "Why is that so..."
"You don't remember? There was a time when you frequented Asian Spirits. At that time, your story became something of a rumour. If I'm not mistaken the spirit that you took Have you reincarnated as the guards of Hell now?"
Cold's hand that was sorting the list halted slightly.
"Even when it's time to die But you broke the law and let that soul live for another three months. Being questioned for reasons, he refused to answer."
"Hey, stop digging up my old mistakes," Cold laughed. "That was a long time ago. Now he completely forgot about the old stories and karma in his life. It had nothing to do with the cycle of sorrow anymore. Saying, go ahead and take the spirit, but there is no spirit?"
"Yes...found often in Asia."
"Is that right or not?" Said the other ambassador. "...Dark Arts"
"You guys play stuff?"
"Isn't there? Those with a special touch but not using it properly You can see them often in the Khmer area."
"But this time, the spot we found was not Cambodian, Laotian, or Cambodian," said the grim reaper, who opened the story. "But it's Thai"
"..."
All quiet contemplative gesture "...I hope this doesn't have anything to do with the presence of unkilled souls in the afterlife."
"Anyway, let's report this to the demons and gods in the different zones. Let's see. I feel that it's not normal anymore."
The corps of ambassadors took note and compiled this topic and forwarded it to the supreme committee. Life expectancy manager It includes statistics on human cases known as 'wizards, witches, and sorcerers', which are considered enemies since the post-mortem world, and 'death and resurrection' statistics, which are considered too many. Worried
Hell and Heaven were all investigated. If it's normal, you can let it pass. But this time, something went wrong. And when all parties are rushing to investigate the strange spots. 'Abyss of Hell' in the Asian zone suddenly happened unexpectedly. Shake and shake throughout the world
Now in Hell there was a new welfare added: the 'holiday'.
Switt didn't know much. He gave him a stop, he stopped. Originally, the Thai Hell had begun to resume their duties, but suddenly announced that they would stop again. Causing the guards of Hell to return to unemployment again. But now, unlike before, the slaves of Hell also ceased.
Even after adjusting the system And let the angels and the guards of Hell pair up well with Hell's development partners, but why did they suddenly shut down again? Switt lay in a hammock tied under a house bag, stretching out one leg to help him sway. Although suspicious, the guards of Hell, a small step, Like he knows, it can't help anything anyway. Let's just say he called me to go to work whenever and when.
"Oh wow!"
"No, Mister Oliver."
That's it. If it's too empty, it's going to freak out like the two crazy people over there.
Kamin intends on this long break. The first goal to achieve is to correctly name Oliver. But this has been playing and talking all morning until my throat is hoarse. I didn't see it being called right.
"Okay, whatever you call this guy will turn around," Switt interrupted, annoyed. Because he had sat and listened to it so much that he was already haunted
"No, Switt. It's a good idea to call it the right name."
"Even though this housewife calls me Sweety."
"You also like the name Sweety."
"I don't like it!" Switt shouted back impatiently. Before squinting angrily at Oliver. Because of the real pillow Now almost no one calls him by his real name.
Oliver didn't feel a thing. When being stared by Switt laughed twisted Embarrassed like that, "Oh, Sweety, if you look at me like that, I'm embarrassed."
Yeh...Switt hurriedly narrowed his eyes to the other direction. I don't know how to deal with that psychotic angel. Suddenly he saw a white figure. Walk as if floating straight in In his hand, he carried a thorny fruit. Black eyes shone brightly. It's clear that I want to eat.
"Brother Kamin," Yu Rong called out to Switt.
Who ordered someone to teach you to hold durian like that! Carried like a jackfruit Aren't the thorns bad in your hand?
The first time Yu Rong entered the house. Switt thought it would be annoying, but it wasn't really that bad. Out of concern as Kamin said
If no one calls, he will meditate and walk like that, do not move, do not eat, do not go to the bathroom. Not wiggling anywhere and if you let me walk If you don't keep a close eye on it, you'll never know where to go.
Whenever Yu Rong came back from outside, there was always something strange on his hand, such as the Mon Thong durian.
If not quarreling because of Kamin It was considered that the other party had a good personality, although it was a bit strange because since coming here, he hasn't talked to anyone but them. But at least I'm not a psycho like Oliver, so I can accept it...
But if you ask about things that are unacceptable but have to accept them Switt would be honest to say that 'Bedroom story'
If not counting the hall in the middle of the house His house has three bedrooms. Each of his and Kamin's bedrooms. Another guest bedroom The guest bedroom was originally owned by Oliver. But when Yu Rong was added, it had to be reorganized.
Switt will go with Kamin. But Yu Rongdan refused. (I'm so overbearing, let me die) saying that if we're going to split into two So let's sleep with your partner!
Only Oliver could hear it. Suddenly, from a smile of disapproval, a love for democracy emerged. Fully support Yu Rong's idea. The two angels kept shouting, raising their hands to take only what they wanted. Use the majority as pressure. As for Kamin, he's already freaking out. Can't decide anything
For Yu Rong Switt sees the other party not having any charity. Just stick with Kamin. Looking back and forth like a child But Oliver, that's not it, it's not!!
I hope we can sleep in the same room. Every night in the bed was sure to be sprinkled with heart-shaped rose petals. Goosebumps, goosebumps atmosphere Just thinking about it made me strange. The sight of Oliver wearing a bathrobe in the other hand holding a glass of red wine squatting in bed smiling mischievously on the bed, calling 'Sweety.' Switt was so terrified of such an unrealistic imagination that he couldn't let such a thing happen!
With a firm head, they won't be together two by two. When the thought is complete got the answer 'If no one thinks of separating the rooms So sleep with all four of them together!'
And because of this Every morning if I hadn't woken up to the sound of Oliver and the little bird from nowhere. Will wake up to the sound of Yu Rong to pray in the morning to compete with the rooster crowing It was a very pleasant dawn to visit. Why do I have to get drunk and see beautiful angels and animals as props every morning?
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