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Zich opened his conversation with Helen.
The earliest message had been sent not long after he returned home.
[Helen: Have you arrived home?]
Three minutes later.
[Helen: Why did you disappear immediately after the tournament ended?]
Another five minutes later.
[Helen: father said you already left the association.]
[Helen: You didn't actually go home to eat, did you?]
[Helen: That sentence you said during the interview is being reposted all over the forums.]
[Helen: Someone has already made a "Champion Goes Home to Eat" commemorative badge.]
[Helen: There's also a limited-edition doll of Slimy eating.]
Upon seeing this, Zich instinctively turned and glanced at Slimy, who was still guarding the three empty bowls.
Slimy tilted its body.
"Bo?"
Zich lowered his head again.
The intervals between the later messages gradually became longer.
[Helen: We're planning to find somewhere to gather.]
