บท 39: Chapter 39

He smiled and carried on with his previous question. “Before we get distracted again by your delightful sense of humor, could I please know what the reason behind your visit is?” He stuffed the strawberry lollipop into his mouth once more.

I cleared my throat. “Uh, yes.” Better to start with it before anything weird happened, say like Comus having a schizophrenic attack where dark, hooded beings told him to slice us up with one of those sharp things he liked so much. “The article you wrote…on why you think all these weird coma cases are related to art…I was wondering how you got that idea.”

“Ah, yes. Smooch is not going to be pleased with that.”

“Excuse me?” I frowned.