"Igula, how is this strength?"
"Should I add water? Let me do it! Want some fries? Open wide, ah~"
In the hotel's ground floor dining area, the Swindler watched Ash as he eagerly offered up fries early in the morning, turned away from the offered fries, and sighed deeply. "Tell me, how do you plan to trample my dignity this time? Want me to help you hypnotize someone to find a girlfriend, or help you reform the Four Pillars God Sect?"
"How could that be!" Ash responded resoundingly. "I just realized I've never properly thanked you before, so I wanted to deepen our relationship... It's purely academic inquiry. How long does your hypnotism last, and how effective is it?"
"Really no ulterior motives?"
"None! But Igula, how old are you this year anyway, and what are your plans after the Weaving Festival ends? Have you thought about setting down roots…"
