"...it's actually you?"
The Gourmet Goose had a somewhat subtle expression, "I thought I'd have to call Princess Kafney over. Or that lady, who might've just teleported over for a sweet duo queue with Lord Annan."
He hadn't expected that the person Annan would ultimately decide to share his secret with would be Defu.
"...you don't know that I'm also Annan's keeper of secrets? For such a small matter, there's no need to trouble the princess."
Defu lay in the warm cat bed, her tail lazily sweeping back and forth, "And it's not like we are truly running dungeons together; it's just in name only."
"—In the case where both people have stand-ins, shouldn't this be considered a sweet duo queue between two power-levelers?"
Defu posed the soul-searching question.
The Gourmet Goose fell silent.
His expression became very subtle, "If it weren't for Husky's special circumstances over there, the way you put it gives off a weird vibe."
This was supposed to be a hilarious incident.
