(The previous chapter's title seems to have been censored, so I can only fix it after the holiday...)
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"Grandma Mikiko, what nonsense are you spouting?" Sato yanked his arm back from her grasp, wincing in pain.
A closer look revealed his arm was already bruised from her grip.
'These goddamn old fossils are getting way too arrogant,' Sato thought. 'Yesterday, they were practically corpses in their beds, and now that they're a little better, they've forgotten all their manners.'
'They don't even stop to think who gave them this new lease on life. It's because of useless old bastards like these that Japan is going down the drain.'
Mikiko seemed completely oblivious to Sato's anger, still giggling as she said:
"Sato, I'm sorry. I know this is wrong, but you just smell so delicious... I... I couldn't help myself..."
As she spoke, she slurped audibly and stuck out a long tongue to lick her lips.
Her tongue was bright red and long, like a snake's.
