"Let's not even talk about whether you're qualified for me to lower my status and befriend you."
The girl glanced at Frank with a half-smile, yawning lazily: "My last batch of 'friends' ended up all dead except for one. Are you sure you want to venture into such a dangerous social domain?"
"Please do continue to look at me as if I'm trash."
Motan, rarely using this identity, cracked a joke with Double Leaf.
"Heh."
Double Leaf smirked, continued to slowly walk backward with hands behind her back, while an arcane eye emitting a blue glow appeared beside Motan, signaling him there was no need to act like a fool and play the scavenger behind.
The two didn't hasten their pace deliberately, nor did they continue chatting, just walking home under the relatively quiet night sky, strolling down a main road in the inner city with the starlit sky above, enjoying the aftermath of excitement (from being pursued and pursuing).
At first glance, it seemed rather romantic.
