"What? You're saying there are no Ox-Headed Guards or Horse-Faced Guards in the underworld, just pretty young ladies and someone who'll listen to me?" The man started drooling.
"Yes, we'll help you die with no regrets!"
"Huh?"
"We mean we'll investigate the truth behind your death."
"Ah, whatever. Just don't tell my wife... I'm totally henpecked. And also..." "Don't tell my daughter either. I'm afraid she'll... worry about me."
