Prepare Hard, Wittral

"How's Dhakha adjusting to work there, Hayaya?" Occupying a seat on the third floor while staring at Asaeya was Wittral, asking in concern, "I hope he hasn't caused any trouble."

"Oh, he's a spectacular worker." Asaeya praised, "I'm having an easier time managing my business now. It's all thanks to your recommendation, Wittral. Otherwise, I would have missed out on such a dedicated individual."

"Hahaha, I'm pleased." Wittral smiled in response.

"By the way," Asaeya took out a box and placed it on the table, "Dhakha asked me to give this to you. I don't know what it contains. He simply dodged the question and avoided giving me an answer."

"This is…?" Wittral stared at the box and was unable to recognise it, 'What is it?'