If we went straight to see Aglaea now, we wouldn't have time to erase the remaining people's memories.
"Uh, my stomach hurts..." Yan Huan clutched his stomach, putting on a pained expression.
"No. According to the investigation results, your inorganic body is completely incapable of having an upset stomach," the old man emphasized.
"Why are you leaving now? Could it be... you have some unspeakable secret?"
"I said I'm going to make up for my mistake. Do you believe me?"
Yan Huan felt utterly helpless.
"Sir, I'm really a good person! Can you stop messing with me?"
"What kind of good person plays with other people's worn slippers for no reason? That's just pure perversion!"
"Hey! You!" The old man stepped forward and glared at Yan Huan, then suddenly burst out laughing.
"...You found out!"
"That's right. From the beginning, I just wanted to taste the smell of your foot sweat!"
"?!" Yan Huan was stunned.
Dan Heng: "..."
Tribbie: "Huh?"
"But then..." The old man frowned slightly.
"When I reached the sixty-third taste, I suddenly noticed a problem."
"At first, I thought I was getting old and my sense of taste had dulled."
"So all I could taste was a faint fragrance."
"But then I thought about it again. No, that wasn't right!"
The old man looked at everyone with a solemn expression.
"This was clearly the smell of cleansing potion. It wasn't the real smell of feet at all."
"I've been tasting feet for years. How could I not know whether they belonged to a human?"
"Human feet, because of sweat and the enclosed space inside shoes, are salty..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Yan Huan hurriedly interrupted him.
"Who asked you to share your experience?"
"Anyway, I have something to do, damn it! I have to leave now!"
"Hey,