Despite terrorizing a few people, our meal ended on a good note. Of course, being a man, I picked up the tab. I didn't even worry about the cost, I just sent the money via digital payment.
Lilly, seeing this, ridiculed me with glee. "How quaint. Are you still using mobile payments as a reaper, Dear? Why didn't you order a soul card?"
"A what?"
"Ignore the smug heiress, honey, it's basically a credit card for reapers. Everything you buy is deducted from your soul account. They offer an automatic soul conversion service for free."
"Oh? How handy! Does everyone already have one?"
At my question, the girls all pulled out a black credit card with a reaper image on it. Liv handed me hers so I could get a better look. It looked like any other credit card, but somehow it felt like it had a soul.
The name "Freyja" was embossed in gold letters.
"Lilly, can you get me one?"
