Ash chuckled lightly, "Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?"
"Ah?"
"Even before signing the Contract, you remembered I was Ash Heath, didn't you?"
Ash said, "But you still signed."
"That, that's because you are a notorious escapee," Freyja rubbed her eyes, avoiding Ash's gaze. "How could I dare defy you, not to mention the benefit of receiving a Technique Spirit?"
Ash laughed softly, "Don't forget, back then, I held the Sympathy Technique Spirit. I could feel your curiosity towards me, and… pity."
Freyja recalled that night five days ago. She paused for a moment before signing her name, noticing the mix of anxiety, hesitation, and fear on the man's face beside her. His eyes involuntarily darted towards the balcony, seemingly ready to break into the deep night at any moment.
