570 A Strip For You, A Strip For Me, We Will Sell The Remaining Three

It was a scene of harmony in the Cloud Mist Restaurant.

Nethery walked along the small shop, hugging a porcelain pot. She had eaten until her entire mouth was oily, turning her beautiful face red yet again. It made her entire being look as if she were angry.

Lord Dog lay below the Path-Understanding Tree, burping while narrowing his dog eyes.

"Lass, give this Lord Dog another strip."

Lord Dog waved his paw at Nethery. 

Nethery's figure paused and her slender fingers reached into the pot. A Chili Strip carrying bright oil then flew out from the porcelain pot, toward where Lord Dog was.

With a crunching sound, Lord Dog began to chew on the Chili Strip. He burped as he chewed and a pungent spicy smell filled the area.