「Okay, let’s assume I did die. What’s that thing about a contract? Trevin also said something along those lines and I remember talking with some guys that looked like angels, but they just said I died at the wrong time and then seemed happy when I got angry and joked about trying again. They most certainly didn’t talk about any sort of contract.」
「Oh, is that the case? That’s unexpected, the archangels seem to be very methodical. They most certainly wouldn’t make a contract without being sure that both sides agree to it.」
「Oh… I guess my joke could’ve been interpreted as me accepting the contract. Wait, you said something about heaven? I was sure I’d end up in… No, I mean, then since there was a misunderstanding, can’t we just cancel the contract?」
「I’m sorry, but I don’t think so. Willingly or not, you accepted the contract and the archangels never go back on their word. To be honest, I’m not even sure I’d be able to talk to them so easily.」
