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"Oh you'll still need to pay, but you don't need to reach for your wallet~"

The "payment" she was referring to was the very soul of the old man, attracted by her and full of dark desire.
By the time he felt that pleasure that is out of this world, it was already too late.

The next morning, a shrivelled dried up corpse was found, looking like a dead fish, but with an expression of extasy plastered over it's wrinkled face.