"Thank you piti- uhm sir Vritra." Shitless said with a big smile, putting away the bell carefully.
"Thank you, Vritra. I will do my best." Onest too showed his gratitude.
Vritra nodded, as the two started to leave, but then he tilted his head in confusion. Didn't the monk always call him pitiful one?
Why not now? Well, that wasn't really important, but Vritra still felt he needed to know and called out.
"Shitless."
"Yes?"
"Just now, why didn't you call me pitiful one? And to begin with, why did you always call me that?" Vritra questioned, though he had always neglected it.
"Hmm." Shitless narrowed his eyes and then looked him up and down before answering.
"You used to have such a big bubble of misfortune on you before, which represented the miseries of your life and regrettable end." Shitless said before adding:
"But I can no longer see it on you, almost as if it had been separated away from you somehow…"
Monk Shitless himself seemed a bit confused while saying it.
