"N-Nando?"
Daru instinctively called out, prompting Ascalon to glance at him, brows curved upwards.
"Have…you two met already?" the cherry blossom-haired SS-ranker asked in slight disbelief. "Wait, did you sneak out again, you ancient fart?! Haven't we already told you not to linger around that cemetery?!"
The headless old man flinched at the outburst, and then, against all underworldly odds, spoke:
"I-I have not, snotty brat!" Nando snapped back in suspicious, way-too-intense defense.
The headless human elder then viciously pointed his old fingers at Daru.
"You! Tell me, how do you know who I am?! Did that damn warden send you to capture me?! I'd rather die right now, you hear me?!"
Ascalon palmed his face, sighing in embarrassment before erupting:
"Hey, ancient fart! I know you're already senile from how long you've been in this goddamned place, but don't baselessly accuse my brother Onimaru here. Just admit that you sneaked out again!"
