Several days later.
Joan sat by the window in a restaurant, observing a group of people in the distance.
Her profession was highly unusual, and the way she leveled up was different as well. At that moment, she was carrying out a mission. Every mission that appeared meant there was a victim.
Just like when she had stolen Aiou's Odd Duck Duck—its origins had not been as aboveboard as the auction house claimed. Her mission at the time had been to take Odd Duck Duck away, so she had left immediately after obtaining her target.
However, the trouble that followed this mission was far greater than she had expected. Aiou was like a plaster on a dog's hide, thoroughly stuck to her. If she had not discovered Aiou's weakness, she would probably still be running all over the world with Aiou chasing after her.
Fortunately, thanks to Mateo, she had learned Aiou's weakness. Through a series of prank toys, Aiou was probably still trapped somewhere right now, with no chance to come trouble her.
"Give Odd Duck Duck back to me!"
Suddenly, Joan seemed to hear some terrifying voice.
She abruptly looked up and scanned the surroundings, but did not spot that man dressed in a duck mascot costume. Only then did she let out a slight breath of relief.
Sure enough, being chased had driven her mad.
She sat back down helplessly, but immediately sensed that something was off. Raising her head, she saw Aiou's face.
This time, Aiou was not wearing that duck mascot costume that practically made him look like a pervert. He wore ordinary clothes instead. His gaze was fixed firmly on Joan as he said, "I won't say nice words twice. Where's Odd Duck Duck?"
Joan closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh.