The chicken leg was placed in front of him, and Afterskin didn't complain. He devoured it in a few bites, not even sparing the bone.
"Burp—"
Afterskin leaned against the wall, slowly stood up, and stretched.
"A little bland."
Afterskin looked at Vladimir behind Mike and said with sincere blessings, "I hope you get diabetes."
Vladimir: ???
Vladimir's work schedule was very tight these days.
During the day, he was responsible for staying by Little Nine's side, serving as a playmate, pillow, blanket, remote control, piggy bank...
At night, when Thor was exploring the Tower of Truth, Shadow Three would take care of Little Nine, and Vladimir would return to the private space, always ready for his master's summons.
In other words, Vladimir was now working two jobs.
As a reward, Thor generously offered to double his base salary.
Vladimir excitedly ran to ask Dorian, the werewolf who handled payroll, only to be told:
