Conditions [Two-in-One]

"I really didn't expect to see you here, Gine."

"Indeed, I hadn't expected us to meet in this way either."

Seeing Moss thoughtfully pull out a chair for Whis, a trace of gratification couldn't help appearing at the corners of Gine's lips.

Whis did not stand on ceremony. He sat down on the chair Moss had pulled over, then picked up the teacup that had appeared before him out of thin air and took a gentle sip.

"Mmm, not bad, Gine.

This tea is as rich and fragrant as ever, though the taste isn't quite as exquisite as it used to be."

"Haha, make do with it. I haven't traveled the universe properly lately. Moss and Nana were the ones who brought these tea leaves." As she spoke, Gine looked past Whis toward Beerus, who was currently eating pudding with a blissful expression. "Is that your new disciple? He really is like you—just as obsessed with good food."

At that, Whis turned to look at Beerus. Seeing the latter holding a pudding with a blissful look on his face, a glimmer appeared in his silver-gray eyes.

"Yes, though Lord Beerus is not particularly diligent. He's always sleeping in the temple, and every nap lasts ten or twenty years—sometimes even longer.

That has given me quite a headache."

"But aren't you satisfied with him too, Whis?

Otherwise, why would you sound so relaxed while talking about him?"

"You really are as frightening as ever, Gine.

If you keep this up, I'm afraid I won't dare speak with you anymore.

Being seen through like that truly isn't a pleasant feeling." Whis covered his mouth and shook his head helplessly, his gaze toward Gine carrying a hint of teasing.

As for Gine, he did not mind whether she saw through his thoughts.

"Oh