Spirit of Reciprocity

Hearing those words, Sunny was taken aback. 

What… what was this familiar feeling?

'Ah! I know!' 

Of course...

It was the feeling of being swindled! 

Frowning, he studied the expressionless skull for a few moments. The skeleton did not move, and if Sunny did not know any better, he would have assumed that it was a completely mundane corpse. The only thing that betrayed Eurys's unusual nature was a rare mote of light that drifted off the white bones from time to time.

…The same particles of essence rose from both of Sunny's incarnations, as well, reminding him that he was still on the clock. 

'That bastard.'

So Sunny had to bargain with a shameless corpse in the middle of the Realm of Death, and worst of all, the corpse held all the chips.

He grimaced. 

"You're the one who spoke to me first, were you not? So, if anything, it seems like your need is greater than mine."

Eurys chuckled.