Employees of the newspaper quickly finished their work meal and left.
The hardworking goblins promptly delivered 'takeout' for the Elven King and Queen.
Ellie Miller watched the bustling greenskin goblin, rubbing her chin in serious thought: Should she let the Devil manage takeout?
This might shorten the time needed to achieve their goal.
In a corner of the world, Claude, who had started personally delivering packages due to a shortage of staff, sneezed loudly.
"Achoo——!"
Ellie Miller decided to include 'takeout business' in the Hell development plan.
"What are you doing here," Artor asked expressionlessly.
Feshenanki maintained a smile, answering with a glance: Which eye of yours sees I want to see you?
"Darling~~" The sweet voice of The Flower Pixie came through.
Feshenanki immediately turned affectionately, "What's the matter?"
"What are you guys talking about?" She cupped her small face with her hands and asked with big, sparkling eyes.
