"That's right, that's how it is." Igula nodded, "So it's normal to have a bad smell living with him. I've already gotten used to eating jelly with the stench."
Rose: "I see."
After a moment of silence, Ash looked at Igula: "Are we broken too?"
The Swindler didn't speak, only returned a look of sorrow.
"I understand your role-playing game has great leeway," Rose said, "but I won't accept such a strong odor where I live."
Igula seemed surprised: "I thought you didn't care about anything."
"I don't care about Ash's demands, and even with Ash, some excessive demands I won't accept." Rose said seriously, "Of course, I'm not trying to ruin your game. I'll buy the villa next door in Ash's name and let Mr. Harvey move there, so no matter how foul or dirty he makes it, I won't mind."
Ash and Igula's hearts raced.
