Mag noticed Vicennio. He looks awful. He was skinny in his loose clothes, pretty handsome, and had a high nose bridge, yet his pale skin and black, puffy eye bags reminded him of his friends who had been surrounded by women in his past life.
Or rather, his acquaintances. He was nothing like them.
Mag had looked down on them. They were not good enough to be his friends.
He had had friends, though not many. He had got accustomed to loneliness, and grown fond of it.
He looks really terrible. He won't last long if he ignores his health problem.
In his head, the rapidly rising number of new customers caught his eye. He smiled in spite of himself. The fight proved to be a great advertisement for his restaurant. He could finish his mission in just a few days at this rate.
Then he could unlock the recipe for the braised chicken and rice. I think Amy will like this new dish. I'm looking forward to its special effect.
