After exorcising the giant monster manufacturing the strange powder in the abandoned factory, another monster—this time resembling a salesman—suddenly appeared inside the factory.
It was sudden—so sudden it felt like it had used Castling Exchange.
"Huh…? Really not here? Even if you slack off, at least time it better!"
The headless figure moved its hands as if scratching a non-existent head, then shouted.
"Ah, no. No, no. This is bad. If this keeps up, the clients are going to lose it. This is terrible."
The monster began pacing around the factory in circles, its movements reminiscent of a sales rep under pressure to meet a quota.
Though, of course, it still didn't have a head—making it no less eerie than any other monster I'd encountered.
I thought about exorcising it right away, but the word client that it mentioned earlier piqued my curiosity.
