Chapter 118
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"Hmm… What do you think, Whitey? Are you feeling the same thing that I'm feeling," Lucifer asked.
While watching the floofer tilt his head up at him in a confused manner, he figured that the floofer was not feeling what he was feeling. Putting his attention back on the miniature shrine, he narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "What… or rather, who are you?"
For some reason, he couldn't help but feel an odd sense of kinship with the gorgeous lady in the photo.
Lost in his own thoughts, Lucifer failed to notice that one of the dozens of candles on the shrine suddenly blew out. From this occurrence, the translucent ghost-like figure of a woman materialized into view.
Appearing eerily similar to the lady in the photo, this ghost woman watched the black-haired youngster with a keen glint in her hollowed gaze.
"???"
