After helping Silver resolve his problem, Heath left without further disturbing the unfortunate family. He took Silver with him, though. For some reason, the unlucky ghost still had not fulfilled his lingering wish and gone off to be reincarnated, which puzzled Heath somewhat. Still, he said nothing more until they had left Silver's home, and only then did he look at Silver and ask in confusion.
"Silver, what's going on with you? Why are you still here?" Heath was rather puzzled, and he had not received the reward for completing the task either, leaving him at a loss. If Silver's task was still unfinished, Heath had no idea what his lingering wish could be. After all, he had always assumed it was to resolve this matter.
"Ahahaha. Sorry, Master Heath. Actually, when I thought about it afterward, I seemed to have been thinking that it would be nice to have another bowl of instant noodles when I suddenly died after working overtime." Silver laughed sheepishly, and the corner of Heath's mouth twitched. Good grief, had that whole trip been for nothing, then? But recalling Silver's happy smile earlier, Heath sighed and said nothing more. The guy had already been unfortunate enough, anyway. Heath felt that doing him a favor was still within his ability.
"All right, then what kind of instant noodles do you want?" Heath sighed. He felt that his Food Truck might have some special filtering ability, meaning that he would only receive ghosts whose dying wishes had something to do with eating. Although Heath did not know whether that idea held any water, he felt it was still a possibility. Otherwise, he ought to have been able to see more ghosts. After all, there were quite a lot of people in this world.
Still, Heath had not