The only thing that hadn't changed was the roguish grin on Ash's face.
He was grinning so sleazily because he had spotted a new waitress—Kelly.
She had delicate features, striking facial contours, deep-set eyes, long brown hair, and a very slender figure. Without a doubt, she was the kind of girl who drew men's eyes.
Ash walked over and struck up a conversation with her.
He had nearly forgotten his sister and girlfriend. During the first ten years after returning to this world, he had found every ingredient in the formula except Sealwood.
At the same time, he had kept practicing the Incantation from the passage.
But unfortunately, he never managed to achieve that sense of fluency. Then one day, he suddenly realized that he could no longer recall his girlfriend's or sister's faces through memory alone, so he gradually gave up.
He spent his days indulging himself among women.
With his personality and that roguish grin, even if people thought he was bragging and lying every day, he could always find someone to share a bed with.
There had been no shortage of young girls among them.
Of course, that also had something to do with how open the United States was.
"Kelly, you don't believe me, do you? See this hand?" Ash raised his left hand, which wore a black glove. "Do you know how many evil spirits this hand has torn apart?"
"At least a hundred. And once, I went back to the Middle Ages and helped Arthur."
"The Arthur recorded in the history books."
Though Ash talked big, he never took off his glove to reveal the Black Bone. In fact, beneath the glove was another layer of hand-shaped silicone that completely covered the Black Bone.
"Oh, really? Maybe you should mop the floor first. The