"Little Griseo, remember, you can't tell anyone else about what happened today!"
As they started heading back, Miko Yotsuya spoke to Griseo with a serious expression. What had happened earlier was so embarrassing! Even though it wasn't the first time, she still wanted to die!
"Okay."
Griseo did not take it too seriously.
She was not much of a talker to begin with, though her occasional replies could indeed leave people in unbearable agony.
She always stopped halfway through what she was saying, making people misunderstand even more.
The two headed back toward the hospital room, chatting as they went, and no longer felt so scared. Even though it was still pitch-black around them, there was nothing to worry about with Griseo there.
Just as they were about to reach the room, Miko and Griseo saw a familiar figure emerge from it. It was the old man from their room.
"Mm..."
"Is my meal... not ready yet...?"
The old man walked barefoot across the floor toward another corridor.
"Ah! It's the old man from our room! What is he...?"
Miko Yotsuya did not understand why the old man had come out so late. Was he going to the bathroom like she had been, or was he hungry?
Before Miko Yotsuya could go over and greet him, hurried footsteps suddenly rang out again.
"Quick! Hurry! Room 303!!"
An attending physician led a large group of assistants rapidly toward the room where Miko and the old man were. Yet the doctors seemed not to see the old man standing before them at all and passed straight through his body.
They continued rushing toward the room.
Miko Yotsuya froze at the sight.
She seemed to have guessed something. She grabbed little Griseo's wrist and quickly ran toward the room.
The moment she and