"Something wrong with their brains?"
Luigi nodded. "That's right. Something wrong with their brains."
Luigi sighed and was about to explain when he caught sight of a lavishly dressed Pirus below, walking toward a dye shop whose neon glow painted the sky.
"See that Pirus down there?" Luigi pointed at him and leaned close to Angel, speaking in a low voice.
Angel glanced over and nodded.
This Pirus was dressed even more luxuriously than the Duoyi from before. He also wore a wrapped headdress, but it was set with a ring of glowing gemstones. The gem above his forehead was an especially dazzling red-gold stone. A feather had been inserted into it as well, pulsing with intense fire energy. Vaguely, one could see the phantom outline of a flaming giant bird soaring into the heavens.
There was no doubt that this crimson feather had come from some bird-form extraordinary lifeform.
Yet what drew the eye most was not his attire, but his equally fiery-red skin.
Every Pirus Angel had seen before had been green-skinned. Even after spending so long in the outer city, nearly all the Pirus Angel had encountered had been green-skinned. So far, this was the only red-skinned Pirus he had seen.
"The Pirus have only two main skin colors: green and red. Green-skinned Pirus make up the majority, while red-skinned ones are a minority." Luigi said, "Green and red skin are merely outward differences; there's no real difference inside. But because red skin is rare, and because the Pirus consider red skin beautiful, red-skinned Pirus are more sought after. This pursuit has continued for who knew how many years, and in the end, nearly all red-skinned Pirus became part of the powerful and wealthy class, moving into the inner city."
Luigi shrugged. "Distinguishing nobles from commoners by