Chapter 6:

The Grim Reaper stood up, brushing off the dust from his shoulders. Before he could reply, there was a murmured discussion from below:

"Should we kill him?"

"But he's already dead; that's why he's in our Underworld, right?"

"But that's not right. When he rushed out earlier, he was still a ghost. How could he have a physical body now hanging at the door?"

"True, there's something fishy here."

"Oh, stop worrying so much. Just throw him down to the eighteen layers of Hell."

"But what if he punctures a hole in one of the layers and lets all the demons out? It'll be troublesome."

"So, what do you suggest we do with him now?"

This question silenced all the demons in the room, who turned their attention to the Grim Reaper, who had just climbed back onto the chair. Under their watchful gaze, the Grim Reaper remained silent for a long time before speaking softly, "Let's temporarily allow him to..."

The entire hall fell silent like a sheet of paper.

"Then quietly report to the Red Moon pack and