Amon rose as he felt the ship stop.
'Have we arrived?' Then, after changing clothes, wearing a black V-neck T-shirt, gray sweatpants, and black sports shoes, Amon left the room.
"Oh, it's you." Someone spoke.
Amon saw a boy with short brown hair standing at 177 cm tall.
The boy's obsidian-black eyes were deep as he looked at Amon.
"Mm?" Amon looked into his eyes, indifferent.
The boy held out his hand and said with a small smile, "I'm looking forward to fighting you, Amon. I'm Eduardo Luiz Saverin."
"Oh, ok." Amon looked him up and down, then he shook his hand. Amon could sense that this boy was not simple, and he was at least as strong as Ariel. His interest was piqued, so, in his indifferent eyes, there was a subtle touch of competitiveness, and he said, "I'll be waiting."
"Hahaha!" The boy shook his hand and laughed out loud. Soon, he let go of Amon's hand, and they began walking together.
