Max looked around his new home in Seattle. It was as he remembered when he decided to live in Seattle in 2045. Well, it's still 2041, and some stores that were supposed to be in 2045 weren't here this year.
His favorite waffle shop and also the bar he often visits had not been there yet.
"Master, is there anything else I can do?" asked Dietrich politely, making the blue king's eyebrows rise.
"How many times do I have to tell you, as long as we are here, our status is close friends. What would people say if they heard you call me master?"
"I beg apology. It's hard to change habits."
"From now on, get used to it. After all, we both look the same age. It should be easier for you."
"As you wish," replied Dietrich with a big smile. "Uhm... can I go out for a bit? I promised Eve I'd have dinner with her."
"Do what you want to do. When I said we are friends, I meant what I said. Treat me like a friend and do whatever you want."
