A surprise visit from an old friend prompts the Corpse God to rethink how he fits into his new world. His first step? An overdue confrontation with Xiaoyu. Meanwhile, Iwanome, Clarissa, and Solitaire pursue the same mystery in their own ways.
You needn't sully yourself, dear friend.
.لا داعي لتدنيس نفسك يا صديقي العزيز
du musst dir nicht
die Finger schmutzig machen,
No tienes que ensuciarte
las manos, amigo mío.
No tienes que ensuciarte
las manos, amigo mío.
… tu n’as pas besoin
de te salir les mains, mon ami !
non è necessario che tu ti sporchi le mani,
Você não precisa se sujar, meu amigo.
тебе незачем марать руки,
мой лучший друг!