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Amachi sighs when he sees the destruction in the kitchen. His rare and precious ingredients are nothing but ashes.
"One should choose friends carefully," He mumbles to himself, feeling a crack in his heart when he realizes that the spells are also broken in the kitchen. "I am never going to get compensated for this."
The wine that the stupid king gifted him is also gone. He hasn't even tasted it.
"One should enjoy delicacies and be done with it," Amachi says to himself. "Perhaps, I should have hit that ghoul's head with the bottle."
It wouldn't have given the necessary common sense to the ghoul.
The human calls him a virgin ghoul.
Amachi runs his fingers through his hair. "I am also a virgin though."
But he is married to his work. He has no regrets.