Chapter 177: The Cult: Epilogue (2)
As a soft blanket cocooned me, the TV buzzed with various news reports, filling the containment room with a cozy ambiance. It was as if a campfire had been lit, creating a warm atmosphere that felt even cozier than usual.
Om nom nom-!
I lounged comfortably in the bed, munching on roasted marshmallows. Next to me, the White Hungry Ghost was tied up like a captured deer, while the Red Reaper cheerfully breathed fire beneath it.
“Mom!”
The Red Reaper, having flipped the Hungry Ghost upside down, laughed heartily and tore off its back, offering it to me with glee.
Lately, the Red Reaper had seemingly grown fond of me, spending more time with me now that the blonde girl and the Black Agent were often absent. They had made a candy house in the Garden of the Mini Reapers, just lounging around like they belonged there.
Om nom nom-!
The Red Reaper delighted in watching me eat, continuously roasting marshmallows and popping them into my mouth. With a big smile, it took tiny bites of the marshmallow itself. Once it had finished its treat, it gleefully began roasting another marshmallow, its face alight with happiness.
As I savored the roasted marshmallows while watching the news, a segment about the recent incident caught my attention. It focused on the ‘Eye Cult,’ which had mysteriously vanished, despite having been a worldwide concern not long ago.
[ However, it seems that the victims of this pseudo-religion are all subjected to severe violence, and many can no longer live their daily lives. ]