476 A brief visit

"MASTER!"

Before either Zombie, Cranberry, or Carambola left the carriage, the small, half-plant centipede charged inside and jump straight at the blue undead, coiling itself around his neck – only halfway since it was too short to completely wrap around – and cried out in an overjoyed voice.

"Master, you're finally back! I'm making the adjustment to our contract – I refuse to leave your side from now on!"

The green centipede declared sounding deeply moved, nuzzling his head segment against Zombie's neck.

"Now, now, George. It's alright. I agree on that condition. Come."

The blue undead smiled softly and gently caressed the bushy moss-like carapace of his subject, offering his left hand to him.

"Hmph...! You better not forget it!"

George gasped pitifully and jumped at the offered hand before hurriedly coiling himself around Zombie's wrist, perfectly imitating some sort of unusual bracelet.