"Hehehe," Erwin chuckled, relishing in Aston's discomfort. "Oh, relax, my dear friend. I was just pulling your leg. No need to look so terrified." He extended his hand and playfully patted Aston's chest, hitting the already injured area, causing Aston to wince in pain.
Aston's gaze sharpened, his attention fixated on Erwin as he slowly retrieved a small white fruit, no larger than a marble, from his pocket. Aston's eyes flickered with curiosity and anticipation as he observed the peculiar object in Erwin's hands.
Erwin, noticing the flicker of recognition in Aston's eyes, couldn't resist making a sly remark. His lips curled into a mischievous smile as he spoke, "Ah, I see that glimmer of understanding in your eyes. You're familiar with this fruit, aren't you?"
