"I'm back!"
The ship's hatch opened, and Kafka walked in with a delivery robot following behind her.
Once the robot had set down all the bags and packages, the hatch closed again.
Kafka called out affectionately:
"A-Mu, come try on your clothes!"
Silver Wolf scoffed:
"What's there to try on? A few pairs of socks?"
"I didn't buy any coats this time," Kafka said with a smile. "These are all for A-Mu."
Silver Wolf: "..."
"So I don't even get socks now?" Silver Wolf muttered.
"Aren't you two about the same size? Both of you can try them on," Kafka said with a soft laugh.
"I feel offended." Silver Wolf was a little embarrassed and annoyed.
Just then, Kafka came over and said:
"A-Mu, come try on your clothes."
"Hang on. Let me finish this round." Chu Mu remained where he was.
Only then did Silver Wolf feel a little better.
Once the round ended, Chu Mu put down his controller and was immediately dragged away by Kafka.
As Kafka helped him try on the clothes, she asked:
"Asta said she wanted to give you a gift. What do you think she'll give you?"
"How would I know?" Chu Mu shrugged. "I'll take whatever she gives me."
"Did you tell her you wanted a Star Destroyer?" Kafka pressed.
"No, you're the one who wants it." Chu Mu shook his head. "Gifts have to be reciprocated. I'd rather she gave me something cheap."
"Have you considered that a Star Destroyer might be something cheap in her eyes?" Kafka said meaningfully.
Chu Mu: "..."
"Let's wait until tomorrow. We'll find out then anyway." Chu Mu sighed. "Have you decided where we're going next?"
"I know you want to return to Belobog, but I want you to go back in better shape." Kafka