Death Contract

Chapter 16

"Don't talk to him again, human." The Grim Reaper said it like I did something very wrong. There are still traces of anger on his face that until now have not lost their sharpness. A clear proof that he's still mad about something. However, my heartbeat was faster, so instead of staring back at him, I chose to avoid looking and just sighed.

"First of all, I wasn't the first to talk. Second, what's the problem there, and lastly, what's your problem? Are you on a period? " I just asked there, and the little smile on my lips gradually disappeared.

"Tsk, nonsense. Let's just go. I hate you, human. " I was completely stunned by what he said. I was about to speak when he pulled me along as he adjusted his pandora hat.

At that moment, my eyebrows met.

Where are we going again?

Even if I wanted to ask, I just restrained myself and let him. We headed straight for a passing bus. When the bus opened the door, people entered, but when we entered, I was just surprised when we arrived at another place immediately.

A strange and unfamiliar place opened up to me. It's a place full of books. The surroundings were a bit dark, but for some inexplicable reason, just a flick of Saint's hand lit every candle inside the huge library. Gold is the interior of the whole library. I can hardly see the end of the book at its height. Apart from the book, there is only one table in the middle here, with black envelopes, some paper, a golden white feather, and a blank book on top.

This place just reminds me of the children's book that I was reading way back in high school. It was entitled The Curse Black Book.

 
Once upon a time, there was a magical book that everyone in the village secretly avoided. Whoever's name is written in that book will die instantly. Though, not everyone believes in it,

"What is this place, Saint?" I asked out of nowhere.

"You see, this is a library." I can feel his sarcasm. "And human, I don't want you to call me by my name, so quit it." My forehead wrinkled when I turned to him.

"What the hell is your problem? Earlier, I noticed that you always call me "human." "Are you on a period?" I asked, annoyed. But he just looks at me straight in the eye. That is when I realised that there was no sense in talking to him because he wouldn't listen nor answer anyway.

"Okay, fine! What do you want me to call you then? Bad spirit? Do you like that? " His eyes almost widened when I shouted at him. Seriously, he is annoying today, more so than in recent weeks.

"Can I just kill you?" He asked in a bored tone.

"My pleasure." I answered as I looked around. When I returned it to him, I saw how he irritatedly messed up his hair. Well, I can say he looks hot there, but I won't say it.

Wait, maybe he's reading my mind again? But he seems too irritated to think about reading what's on my mind, so I think there is no problem.

But, why is he so irritated? Is it because of Gavin? Why did Gavin even annoy the grim reaper, who didn't want to call his name? That Grim Reaper is annoying too. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been able to talk to Saint well today. That Grim Reaper will be dead meat if we meet again.

However, my compassionate murder of Gavin in my mind stopped when Saint spoke again.

"Tsk! Why are you thinking about that fucking Gavin when I'm with you right now, human? " My body hairs almost raised in the coldness of his voice.

I think this time he's reading my mind.

"Hey, I wasn't!" I strongly deny it.

You're thinking about him. I caught you. '

He is now using our minds to talk to me.

What the hell, Saint? Didn't you hear my thoughts? I was irritated. I was even threatening him. What's wrong with you? "

It's the same as thinking about him, Sean. And again, stop calling me by my name. ' He said it without emotion, and that made me even more annoyed.

Oh my God! There is no chance I can win this conversation. Just think whatever you want to think. It's up to you. " I glared at him once, then decided to go to the table. 

Hey, you humans! I was not done—'

In my mind, before he finished his message, I stopped him. What are we doing here?

"No, it's over. Let's stop talking in my brain and let's stop the nonsense conversation and go straight to the point. What are we doing here? "he just sighed before approaching me and explaining.

One of them was William, a boy who had a bad hobby of vandalizing everywhere. Everyone in the village knows that William is hard-headed and didn't listen to anyone.

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