Fisher didn't know the answer either. Since waking up yesterday, all his time had been stolen by Helair, the wicked angel, until now.
"That's right, you're wondering about the reason for our current situation, it's the intellect detached from carnal desires at play... 'All of this is just a game, she's treating me as a game', 'I'm about to leave, thinking about her, yet she doesn't care at all', 'All of this is driven by desire'..."
As her words echoed, Fisher's heart started to beat faster bit by bit,
"You don't know, although I hate knowing the future in advance because it takes away many surprises. But for you, I don't care whether I know the future in advance...
Indeed, it seemed she suddenly didn't care whether her gift was a surprise. If she's been watching for these four days, she would have known in advance about the camel and crown I was going to give?
If she truly cared about surprises, why did she agree to a seven-day pact with me in advance?
