"Wow, the ultimate Milf!" Raymund chirped like a kid who got a lot of candy. He didn't expect to be so happy to see another character.
The red-haired woman opened her eyes. "Elise? Why you are here…. Oh, stupid question. Of course, you participate in this tournament."
"How are you?" Elise smiled. "I…"
"How are you, my ass!" Olga cut Elise's words in annoyance. "Do you know how panicked me and the others were when you disappeared!? Why don't you say goodbye, huh!?"
Elise didn't know what to do with those questions, but then Olga hugged her.
"Aah, I missed you, girl." The waffle seller rubbed the back of Elise's head. Before the female warrior hugged back, Olga had already let go of her embrace. "Well, we'll talk about it later. I have to get past that damn thing. I need the money to grow my waffle business. Hey, since you left, my stall has become a success…. Why am I talking at length? Please, don't bother me anymore, Elise."
