Importance of a Team

Dis Mendico's news gave Moyu a clear goal.

But for now, he only wanted to spar with Biscuit as soon as possible, using it to verify the results of his month of training and get a rough sense of his own level.

He took out his phone and dialed Biscuit's number, only to hear a notification that her phone was switched off.

"This..."

Moyu was somewhat disappointed.

Thinking back to Biscuit's utterly lifeless expression, it seemed there was no way to do it today.

I'm hungry.

He looked up at the colorful neon lights along the street and dialed Sambika's number instead.

He was starving, but he had no money on him.

A moment later.

Click.

The call connected.

"Hello."

Sambika's distinctly pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Sambika."

Moyu held the phone to his ear and looked ahead, his eyes reflecting the dazzling lights unique to a prosperous city. "It's Moyu. You remember me, right?"

"Ah."

Upon hearing Moyu's voice, Sambika let out a soft cry of surprise before saying brightly, "Moyu, you finally bought a phone."

"What?"

Moyu froze, unable to make sense of it.

He had no idea that this silly girl had firmly believed his words: "I'll contact you once I buy a phone."

He did not dwell on it and straightforwardly brought up the matter of payment.

"Here's the thing. I think it's time to settle the payment for escorting you to Shivadani City last time."

"Mm, okay."

Sambika visibly relaxed at that and said softly, "At the time, you only took my number, but you never contacted me afterward. It made me a little uneasy."

"A lot of things happened, so..."

Moyu casually brushed it off.

He could hardly say that he and Biscuit had stayed shut away from the