Chapter 6: The Little Sparrow Wears Herself Out for Her Partner

Souls cannot be seen with the naked eye.

Normally, this should be the case, and it is also one of the manifestations that two tightly interconnected worlds cannot interfere with each other.

However, there are always exceptions to everything.

There are always those few “lucky ones,” or perhaps one should say those possessing special aptitudes?

They can see things that ordinary people cannot witness.

“I see, so in the mortal world, these people are called having Yin-Yang eyes or something… But isn’t calling us Netherworld existences and spiritual bodies ‘unclean things’ a bit impolite?”

The little sparrow really wanted to roll her eyes at her partner right now—you’re already doing an internship mission here, and you’re sitting there holding a textbook…

No, bro, you couldn’t have genuinely passed the theory exam purely by random guessing, right?

However, this statement wasn’t fully comprehensive either.

Because ordinary people in the mortal world could also vaguely see spiritual bodies at special times, such as midnight or twilight, or in special environments—even if just for a single split second.

[Wait, doesn’t that mean, damn it, that what you’re holding isn’t even a Grim Reaper textbook, but a basic textbook from a Netherworld elementary school?]

Fini widened her heterochromatic eyes, one black and one blue, conceiving the thought of backing out for the very first time.

Even if she pushed this kid through and got him converted to official status, how was he going to handle future missions?

Fun is fun, but Fini wasn’t that wicked.

She wouldn’t actually prop up a useless waste of space to engage in a high-danger profession like being a Grim Reaper.

Having no grudge or enmity against this kid, she had no reason to harm him, right?

[But my one-hundred-percent transition pass rate…]

Having brought out so many Grim Reapers herself, this one-hundred-percent pass rate was in a sense legendary.

If it were broken just like this, it would really be too much of a pity.

And so, the little sparrow made a difficult decision—if she didn’t want to give up but also didn’t want to harm this kid, then wouldn’t it be fine as long as she trained him into a qualified Grim Reaper!

Yes, cram sessions.

However, she was just a bird, so without mutual language communication, how could she give this kid an intensive tutorial?

Fortunately, having stayed in this line of work for so many years, Fini was quite familiar with the procedures on the Grim Reaper side and had a tiny bit of connections in the Netherworld.

Seeing that Di was still reading the textbook for the time being and didn’t need her care, she quickly came up with a solution.

Fluttering her pair of rather shabby-looking wings, she quietly departed from the window.

“Hey, Little Fini, do you think a spiritual body can harm the mortal world’s…”

Just as the little sparrow ran off on her front foot, Di raised his head to ask a question.

Getting no response, he looked around—where was there any trace of that skeleton frame around here?

“Little Fini? Where did you run off to…”

Oh well, it’s bird nature to fly around randomly.

This held true in the Netherworld as well.

She would fly back after a while anyway, so Di didn’t bother to care.

However, regarding the things he gathered today by blending into the mortal middle school—he couldn’t say whether it was valuable or not, but certain things still made this intern Grim Reaper quite concerned.

“That guy has a scary thing behind him all the time! If anyone dares to approach him… that thing will…”

Can’t spiritual bodies not interfere with living creatures protected by physical flesh in the mortal world?

Something that can at most be glimpsed a few times and brushed off as an illusion, and which can’t be touched… theoretically, it’s just like a projection, so there’s nothing to be afraid of, right?

Being called a little monster with unclean eyes by the people around her—the scene of communicating with that little girl today was still vivid in his mind.

The fear in her eyes was not fake in the slightest.

“In other words, she really saw… a scene of a spiritual body harming someone? Or perhaps she merely saw a scene of a spiritual body attacking another spiritual body and mistakenly thought a human was being hurt?”

Regardless of what the truth was, Di felt he ought to go and converse with that young fellow described by the little girl as having something behind his back tomorrow, even if this matter carried a certain degree of danger.

If his partner hadn’t run off, maybe she could give an answer… Wait, she couldn’t speak anyway, so even if she knew the answer, she couldn’t respond to him, right?

“Ah whatever, I’ll figure it out tomorrow and just go meet that kid.”

Placing his human-sized pair of scissors within arm’s reach, Di stopped thinking further and lay straight down to start enjoying a sweet sleep.

While he was sleeping soundly here, his little partner still had to run about for the sake of his career…

[You should know, right! You definitely know, right! The top-ranking one among this graduating class! Who is his raven partner?!]

A while later in the Netherworld, a little Spirit Raven responsible for the transition assessment area looked at the little sparrow waving her bony wings in front of him like bared fangs and brandished claws, momentarily unsure how to respond.

[Anyway, for the third assessment, intern Grim Reapers will definitely be assigned to each other as mission partners. Do me a favor! Do me a favor!]

Senior, you’re asking me to open a back door and cheat…

As one of the few Spirit Ravens who had a certain degree of contact with Fini, this raven-in-charge actually respected this senior who had been climbing in this transition field for who knows how many years.

Mhm, when he was still a total rookie, she was already guiding novice Grim Reapers.

Now that he had climbed to such an administrative position, this senior was still guiding rookies…

It wasn’t that her capability was lacking for not climbing up, but she tirelessly guided those rookies who could send the blood pressure of all kinds of Spirit Ravens soaring.

This ability to handle stress was indeed worthy of respect.

[It’s not that I can’t help, but this of yours… isn’t it a bit like bullying other rookies…]

Mr. Raven-in-charge felt a bit embarrassed.

Doing internal assignments like this was indeed hard to justify morally.

You, a rookie super instructor, want to find a top-student Grim Reaper… whether to those ordinary rookie Grim Reapers or those rookie ravens, it isn’t fair, right?

[No no no, let me tell you, my motive is very simple. If I don’t arrange a reliable one to help out, do you believe that even if my kid passes the assessment and becomes official, he’ll die in some obscure mountain corner without even knowing how?]

[No, it shouldn’t be that bad… Don’t you have you?]

[I can only protect him for a moment. You don’t think I can keep protecting him forever in the future, do you? When the time comes and a rookie gets slaughtered right after his very first official mission, you guys will also be held accountable, right?]

When asked this question, a drop of cold sweat couldn’t help but fall from the head of the raven-in-charge.

What level of talent could make the rookie cheating-tool in front of him utter such a deep sigh?

[Right? Your task is to inspect and assess rookies for official status. If those who become official are useless junk, won’t you guys be the ones who are unlucky when the time comes? This is also thinking for your sake!]

[But senior, as long as he selects you during the official transition…]

As soon as these words came out, the temperature of the surrounding air instantly dropped by a few degrees.

Looking at the little sparrow with a fierce glint in her eyes, the raven-in-charge realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly shut his mouth.

[So… sorry.]

[Sigh, it’s fine… I’m too lazy to self-deceive myself and other sparrows. The fact that I guaranteed won’t be chosen is something I understand better than anyone.]

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