"Ah!"
Anke's family screamed together, with Anke screaming particularly loudly.
Because the head was closest to him.
The dilated pupils, spread out like fried eggs, had no luster; the pupils, whose original color was unknown, had completely turned white.
The hair and skin were also all white, and the deformed head still resembled its former appearance to some extent.
"Marzha."
Anke uttered the name of the creature.
It was a neighbor living nearby and a regular customer at the tavern.
Sometimes, when Anke was too busy, he would even let him temporarily act as a waiter.
As for compensation, well, naturally, it was a full glass of "Uncle Pepper" and a large portion of stewed meat soup.
Anke reached out a hand, seemingly to close Marzha's eyes.
But in the end, he drew it back.
"Sigh."
Anke let out a long sigh.
"Sorry, did I scare you?"
The man outside offered an insincere apology.
"Doing this doesn't seem quite polite, does it?"
Anke said with a grim face.
