Doing his errands on his way back to his house, the magician smiled knowing his slave is going through hell with his right foot grinding it's sweat on him. Going to a friend's restaurant, the magician ordered his usual ramen, but made it more spicier for a plan he has for his slave. He headed back to his cottage like house in the forests where he ran his shop for the last 10 years and walked inside as the sun grew dark. After locking the doors, the magician headed into his room and sits down on the chair. He kicks off his dress shoes and relaxes his feet on the ottoman. While relaxing, the magician let loose bass farts from his ass.
"I needed that." the magician said, in Japanese
He takes Isamu out of the right shoe and holds him close to his face.
"I needed that." the magician said, in Japanese
He takes Isamu out of the right shoe and holds him close to his face.