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- How is it young? His jaw dropped a few millimetres, making an O.
- Will you join me for a drink, ma'am? – Tsuki took a big claw from inside her backpack, taking it off her back.
The old woman, watching, took the bottle with those cold hands, sniffed it, then took a long, big drink.
This falls under an offering, so if she accepted it, she couldn't reject your request.
- Say, whatever I suck. – She asked, handing Tsuki her bottle, already empty, thank God, he brought more than ten bottles from the cellar.
The rule, as he heard before everyone stopped going down the tunnel shortcut, was that if you run, without giving her anything, if the spirit overtakes you in pursuit, then she curses you.
Tsuki smiling, putting her arms around his shoulder, saying.