Chapter 3: Can you see the departed?

They were going to get to the bottom of it, they were sure. Day and his friends had planned their plan perfectly well. Hidden behind a corner of the wall, a small mirror in his hand, Foud stared at the reflection of the god of earth and gravity approaching the four guards. They seemed stressed when there was no reason to be. Unless there was a ghost.

"Hello," Moain greeted once near the guards.

"Hello, Moain-sama," they replied with one voice.

"Is it possible to visit?"

"You can't go there," the guard to the right of the door refused.

"Why? Are they still there?"

"Who are you talking about exactly?"

"Nyx's uncles."

The question baffled the four guards who scowled, their eyes fluttering to look around.

"If they are, nineteen is a very long weaning, isn't it?" Moain said, his arms crossed.

"Where's Nyx-sama?" asked the guard to the left of the door.

"That doesn't answer me."