"Scum!"
Suddenly, Churu appeared out of nowhere and threw a flying kick towards the man's head. However, the man didn't budge as he kept his eye contact with Matthew's figure.
Matthew, on the other hand, widened his eyes upon seeing a small dumpling appearing out of nowhere. Unlike the stern monk -- or rather, a sketchy man who was disguising himself as a monk -- this little one was way energetic.
"How many times do I have to tell you, don't meddle with my business?!" Churu fumed, flying closer to the man's face as steam released from her shiny white head.
"I'm a grim reaper and he shouldn't be having those memories. Don't you think you're the one who's messing with my job?"
"Hah! I'm raising the rating of the story! Those d*mn angels want something exciting! You're being obsessed with a single soul! Go to the hospital chu! The souls are lining up for you to take them to their rightful destination chu!"
