The bus ahead eventually came to a stop. The driver hurriedly jumped out, but when he rushed over, he could not find the child he had nearly hit.
After carefully searching left and right several times without finding anything, the driver scratched his head and muttered that perhaps he was simply too tired and had suffered a false alarm... Otherwise, how could a child of only a few years old disappear so quickly?
He immediately let out a sigh of relief, hurried back onto the bus, and drove away.
Of course, a child of only a few years old could not possibly have gotten away so quickly. But if there happened to be a Black Soul Envoy beside that child, then it was a different story.
It was beneath the tree in the park where they had met before—actually, this place was already very close to Mr. Smith's restaurant... But Nero had not noticed that, at this moment, two beings capable of ruling over her were inside Mr. Smith's restaurant.
She sat on a branch with her legs crossed, looking at Joe, who was leaning against the tree trunk below. "...So you just kept running and running?"
Joe raised his head. "Big Sis, is Mr. Death really going to take me away?"
Nero hooked both feet around the branch and hung upside down, narrowing her eyes with a smile as she looked at the child. "Compared to that, I'm more interested in what exactly you did to deserve being targeted."
Joe probably did not understand the question very well. He only blinked... This big sister had started tugging at his cheeks again, and this time she was using both hands. He had a feeling that if she kept pulling like this, he would definitely become a big-faced monster in the