I have come to keep my appointment

A traffic accident occurred on the Skywalk Road section. A homeless man suddenly rushed into traffic and was run over by a dump truck. The traffic department has already sealed off part of Skywalk Road's south-to-north lanes. Drivers, please adjust your routes in time.

"According to eyewitnesses, the man appeared dazed and seemed to show symptoms of drug use..."

"...Police have yet to find any identity information on the homeless man. Anyone who knows anything about him, please notify the Police Department as soon as possible..." Igula, who was toweling his hair dry, looked up at the car's TV and suddenly said, "He looks like a Curse Elf." "Hm?"

Ash, Harvey, and Rose all looked up and saw a photo of the man killed in the accident on the TV. Though it was a little too horrible to look at, they could still tell that the deceased, despite being middle-aged, had been quite handsome. His hair was clumped together in strands, and at first glance it looked like snakes.

"Indeed," Harvey said with a nod. "That hair of his looks a lot like a Curse Elf's snake hair."

"Although I don't know what a Curse Elf is," Rose, who was driving, said, "this man's hair was probably just the result of abysmal personal hygiene. He hadn't washed it in years, so it got greasy enough to stick together, right?"

Ash, in the passenger seat, also said, "The defining feature of elves is pointed ears. His ears are a little big, but they're not exactly pointed, are they?"

Igula nodded as well and did not argue. He had only wanted to use this to start a conversation. "Miss Rose, the two of us are new role-playing partners Mr. Hiss found. I'm Igula, and you can just call him Harvey. Sorry for