The fisherman still ignored him, merely gazing intently at the line float on the water with his eyes lowered.
"I kidnapped the Commander, you know," said the Dice Monster.
"What does that have to do with me fishing?" asked the fisherman.
"I am a supercriminal. To be precise, an apprentice supercriminal who has trained for two and a half years and is about to become a full-fledged one,"
said the Dice Monster as he waggled his finger solemnly.
"So what?"
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
"If you're not going to fish, then leave, don't disturb me,"
said the fisherman. The Dice Monster's mouth turned downward upon hearing this, and with his head tilted, his hollow eyes gazed at him, asking, "You're really cold-hearted, can I fish with you then?"
"The fishing rod is over there. But if you want to use my bait, you have to pay me," the fisherman paused, then added, "But if you catch a fish, you can give it to me, and we'll call it even for the bait."
