Junlin listened quietly without joining his brothers' discussion.
His two older brothers and the Shiba Inu named Ajiu, meanwhile, kept muttering among themselves.
The Shiba Inu muttered, "Hey, this one looks like a normal person. What do we do with him? He's already getting suspicious."
"No rush. Let's keep watching," Muye said calmly.
Silver Moon nodded beside him. "Let's observe a little longer."
The Shiba Inu said quietly, "Um... do you remember? You buried that Assassin's head in that toilet last time. Were you planning to make him a bathroom chat companion? He talks so fucking much that he's already scared several people half to death."
Pfft-
At that bizarre conversation, Junlin could no longer keep a straight face.
What the hell?
They buried a head in a toilet, and it could still talk?
Muye frowned. "Buried in a toilet?"
Silver Moon hurried to explain, "That follower of some Jashin Cult who stayed alive even after his head was cut off. Apparently, he's Immortality."
"Ahhh, now I remember." Muye pressed a hand to his forehead as realization dawned.
With a shit-eating grin, the Shiba Inu jabbed, "Seriously? You forgot already? Isn't it a bit early for you to be getting dementia?"
To keep the subject of "dementia" from going any further,
Muye continued, "That Jashin Cult follower was way too creepy. I remember Mother telling us ghost stories when we were little."
"Right, right. They were only stories, but she said things like girls' menstrual blood, shit, piss, farts, and other filth scared them," Silver Moon said solemnly. "That's why we wanted to see if putting him in a toilet could exorcise him."
Junlin: "..."
Junlin held his breath. What on earth had he just heard?!
"So the exorcism failed... right?" The Shiba Inu twisted his mouth. "You two little