Chapter 5: This Is a Free Public Beating-Please Sign for It (Continued)

"Black Rabbit, just you wait."

Amid the pained cries of the three problem children, Black Rabbit, whose worldview was practically shattered, summoned White Night Yaksha as though Platinum Star had activated its invincible Stand.

"What on earth is going on, Lady White Night Yaksha?"

She was genuinely on the verge of collapse. The friend she had just made had suddenly transformed into her master—who could possibly handle something like that?!

"Perhaps Indra, who commanded Little Garden, passed away. To maintain order within Little Garden, its central system swiftly found his parallel variant from another world to fill in for him."

Black Rabbit froze abruptly at that answer, as if struck by lightning.

Seeing this, the Star Spirit Lady, who feared no escalation, dipped a pale finger into her teacup, dabbed some water at the corners of her eyes, then half-covered her face with the long sleeve of her kimono and wailed loudly.

"Useless god! Useless god, you died so tragically! Didn't we agree to sneak into the Jade Terrace together to peep at fairies bathing? How could you just be gone?!"

White Night Yaksha's voice was mournful and grief-stricken, immensely infectious, enough to make even Black Rabbit beside her redden around the eyes.

Judging by that performance, if she went to Hollywood, she would clear out all the awards within a few years.

"If you're dead, then if I get caught peeping alone, there'll be no one left to take the blame for me!"

White Night Yaksha sobbed loudly, looking even more heartbroken than when she had been beaten flat by the twin goddesses Alpha and Omega and had her Geocentric Theory Divinity utterly ravaged.

"The god and Buddha with the worst reputation in Little Garden is dead! How is someone with the second-worst reputation supposed to live now?!"

"Achoo—!"