"Hmm?"
Heisenberg's words left Taliban standing there, stunned.
He hesitantly turned his head and looked at the two equally bewildered girls by the door.
Taliban's confused gaze met the girls', and all six eyes were filled with incomprehension.
"Boss?"
Taliban could not help turning back and asking softly.
"Those two... are actually meant for this?"
As soon as he spoke, the two girls by the door immediately nodded.
Had he been captured and brought here specifically just to clean?
Beside him, having heard Taliban's question, Heisenberg casually replied.
"What else would they be for? What did you think they were for?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Heisenberg completely ignored Taliban's sudden realization and the two despairing women at the door.
He looked toward the farm's back entrance and asked softly.
"That water tower—Professor X is sleeping inside, right?"
"Ah, yes, Boss.
Are you going to visit him? Then I'll have to tidy the place up first.
After all, he's... been senile for too long. Even if I do my best to clean up, I can't stop him from constantly... constantly..."
"Peeing the bed, right?"
Heisenberg chuckled and patted Taliban on the shoulder.
"Do as you said. Take those two women and get Professor X cleaned up properly first.
Don't let that old guy keep barely surviving in that rundown water tower.
Move him out, give him a proper wash, and scrub off all that old grime.
By the time you're done with him, dawn should be close. The sunlight around here is excellent—I'm planning to take you all out for some sunbathing!"
With that, Heisenberg smiled and waved his hand. The stool beside him instantly transformed from a four-legged stool into a comfortable beach chair.
Without another word, he tossed the beach chair into the yard, sprawled across it,