Solid wooden dining table, chairs.
On the white tablecloth, two silver dinner plates contained fried eggs, bacon, and a vegetable salad respectively.
Then...
It was wine!
A wine jug the size of a fat otaku's water bottle emitted a faint aroma.
Losa 11 sat in the chair.
He nearly couldn't wait to pick up the jug and poured a drink into his mouth.
Gulp.
"Ha!"
"Comfortable!"
"Without this drink, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to sleep."
A refreshed Losa 11 looked towards Jason inside the 'door,' saying with a smile.
That's right, inside the 'door.'
This dining table was set up in the corridor of 'Brutalizer's Home,' and inside 'Brutalizer's Home,' Jason's mask tilted slightly, his mouth opening a bit wider, as he was tearing into a roasted leg of beef.
In front of him, a steady stream of exquisite food was being delivered.
Losa 11 had kept the agreement.
Not just the original agreement, he also made some changes to the 'apartment' Jason lived in.
