Chapter 411: You scratch my back...

Zombie found himself in the basement of a certain entertainment establishment – in a room that none of the clients knew about and the way to access it was only known to girls working there for a few years.

"Welcome to my home away from home. It should be safe enough here."

Banana dusted off a chair by the equally dusty desk and sat on it crossing her legs and leaning back on it.

She looked a lot more composed and the blue undead read it as a sign that this was indeed a safe spot, at least for her.

"First of all..."

Banana furrowed her brows and spoke...

"First of all, my compensation."

Zombie interrupted her, reaching out his hand.

"Eh...?"

The woman frowned and looked between the blue hand and the blue face.

"Don't 'eh' me, as the guild master, you of all people should know that everything requires compensation."

Zombie scoffed and repeatedly folded and unfolded his fingers.