"Don't mention it, old man. I told you, you needed my help." Pablo grinned.
After hearing Ash's story, he had repeatedly offered to help Ash fight the evil spirits, but every single time, he had been turned down.
"You're right." Ash casually tossed the female neighbor's head onto the ground. "We need to get out of here."
Evil spirits actually existed!
Kelly, the pretty new waitress, watched everything before her and felt her entire worldview shatter. At the same time, she remembered something strange.
Her father had told her that her mother, who had been dead for half a year, had returned home safe and sound.
"Where are we going?" Pablo asked.
"Back home to find a book. I need to find someone who can break its curse. Oh, fuck, I think I know why the evil spirits have revived."
At that moment, Ash remembered something.
Back when he had been hanging around bars, he had once told an incantation to a bar girl while drunk, and she had recited it aloud.
Then the two of them had gone to the bathroom together.
In his hazy memories, it seemed that while they were in the bathroom—
The bar girl had suddenly turned into an evil spirit halfway through. But he had been drunk at the time and hadn't cared about any of it. He had grabbed her by the throat with the Black Hand and hadn't stopped.
At that moment, Ash recalled the bar girl's wrinkled, disgusting face after she had transformed into an evil spirit.
A chill ran through his groin, and he suddenly felt sick.
"Damn it, no wonder it suddenly got so loose," Ash cursed under his breath. He had almost thought he couldn't perform anymore.
A rotting corpse—how could it not be loose?
"What?" Pablo hadn't