"Uh... long time no see..."
As the Aquarius Director left the Slaughter King Association meeting, Leon, who was pinned by the paw of an old acquaintance... or rather, an old familiar canine, was also trying hard to make his farewell.
"I've thought about it, and I'd better not disturb you from guarding the gate..."
Looking at the three dog heads the size of a round dining table above him, and feeling the deathly breath that blew over, Leon's scalp tingled as he awkwardly negotiated:
"You know, it's still working hours at the Clean-up Bureau. If I skip work without reason, our Director will definitely have a problem, so do you think you could let me..."
"No."
Before Leon could finish, the Canine Deity unhesitatingly rejected his request, then grinned and said:
