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[The Past] I got off work earlier than usual today. The heavy sound of the chicken box and beer cans clinking together already has me excited. I called Kim Yuha, my childhood friend and roommate, from the entrance of our apartment. "Hey, I bought chicken and beer. Get everything ready." [W-what?! Hey!! Wait!! Don't come in yet!!!] "Hey, did you eat my ice cream again? Oh, you're dead." [No, hey! Wai—...!!!] I ignored her protesting screams and hung up. I ran up to the apartment and threw the front door open, shouting. "Hand over my Melona right no—..." In that instant, my eyes met Yuha's in the middle of the living room. Instead of her usual stretched-out T-shirt, she was wrapped in a jet-black robe, a large traditional hat sat on her head, and she held a scroll radiating a bizarre energy in her hand. "..." "..." In the silence, the veins on the back of Yuha's hand trembled. That was the day I found out my childhood friend is a Grim Reaper.