I Don't Rob People, We're All Decent Folks!

[I Don't Rob People, We're All Decent Folks! Barton froze for a moment, suspecting he had misheard.]

["Are you robbing me?"]

[You waved a hand and smiled.]

["What are you saying? We're all decent folks—how could I rob you? I'm just worried you won't make it back, so I'm keeping you from losing both your life and your wealth. At least your 'wealth' won't be gone."]

["Then if I do make it back, will you return it to me?"]

["As long as a person is alive, these are merely possessions outside the body. Why cling to them?"]

["..."]

[Barton was certain now. You were robbing him.]

[He let out a sigh and submitted to fate's arrangement.]

["Nom nom! Mmph mmmph..."]

[That was the sound of Barton eating.]

[He opened his mouth wide, his hands moving left and right together as he stuffed everything edible from Pot Heaven into his mouth, then swallowed it like thunder.]

[Only the things he could not eat did he reluctantly toss to you.]

[He called this maneuver "cutting losses in time."]

[You had not expected him to pull something like this. He caught you off guard, and you did not stop him in time.]

[By the time you reacted, you looked at those Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures covered in his saliva and felt thoroughly disgusted.]

[Forget it. You did not want them anymore.]

[Barton's move undoubtedly reminded you that you needed to collect Horton's belongings in advance, lest he also "cut his losses in time."]

[When you turned to look at Horton, you found that he was already burping loudly.]

["Fuck..."]

[The two truly were colleagues. Their corporate culture was remarkably unified.]

[After voluntarily handing over his entire fortune to you, Barton resolutely took Formless and flew toward the black hole.]

[You casually released