Young Scholar's expression grew somewhat calmer.
Once a person had reached the absolute depths of misfortune...
They no longer had many emotions left.
At this moment, Young Scholar had already accepted the fact that he was a complete and utter joke...
He had accepted it.
Since he had accepted it...
There was no need for any intense emotions.
He felt...
He still wanted to say a few more things to Black Monster properly.
"You..."
Young Scholar pressed his lips together.
"...do you still remember what I asked you about auspicious omens just now?"
"What is an auspicious omen?"
"An auspicious omen is..."
"Something that can bring people good luck."
Young Scholar felt like laughing.
But he couldn't.
"Have you already forgotten?"
"I also asked you..."
"Are you an auspicious omen?"
Young Scholar still received not even the slightest response.
He took a deep breath. "...do you know why I asked you that?"
"..."
Young Scholar clenched his fingers. "...do you know what I used to call you?"
Young Scholar changed the question.
But the response he received was the same.
"...you don't know..."
Looking at the completely unresponsive Black Monster, Young Scholar said without surprise, "I... used to call you that several times..."
Although he and Black Monster had basically gone about their own business later on...
They hadn't truly had no interaction at all.
Mm.
Black Monster could do it.
He couldn't.
After his initial urge to confide had been released, Young Scholar would occasionally feel inspired later on and say a few words to Black Monster.
Then...
The form of address had naturally slipped out.
Young Scholar had actually felt a little embarrassed about calling the other party Little Auspicious Omen at first.
But after saying it once, it had become natural