One Last Look at Sister

After Aga drank the fine wine from the silver flask, the nine Muses all smiled.

The plan was complete.

"Then, I'll look forward to seeing you again." Melpomene, whose body was nearly pressed against Aga's, blew a breath beneath his ear.

Then, led by Calliope, the nine beauties obediently walked out through the door.

"Ah, the nine beauties really got kicked out." A drunken patron complained, "Boss Elma is really imposing, hic."

"If you want to be kicked out too, keep talking." Elma shot the patron a cold glance.

The patron sobered up at once from fright. "Y-Yes!"

With a sigh, Aga ignored what had just happened and looked at Elma. "Sis, I came this time because I wanted to talk to you about—"

Aga suddenly felt as though his tongue could no longer move.

". . . Huh?" He lowered his head.

Starting from his chest, his skin had begun to turn gray, spreading across his body like a spiderweb.

The gray substance spread incredibly quickly, reaching his arms in the blink of an eye.

". . . Aga?" Watching Aga's skin rapidly turn gray, Elma realized something was wrong.

"Sis, I—" Before Aga could finish speaking, the gray had already spread to his face.

The blood in his body was forced out through his eyes, mouth, and nose, and Aga spat out a mouthful of blood.

His bloodstained eyes gave Elma one final look.

Elma froze completely.

"A-Aga!?" She tried to support Aga.

But—

His pupils finally dilated. With all strength gone from his body, Aga could no longer keep his spine straight and fell backward limply.

"Aga!!!!" Elma leaped straight over the bar in terror.

The patrons were drawn by the commotion as well.

"Hey! What happened?!"

"It looks like something happened to Aga Bimailuo!"

Elma knelt