Dante sat on the chair and looked at the dishes Thomas and Julius took out from the system. The smell brought him drooling.
He wiped the saliva and began to feast on the dishes.
"Beer." He ordered.
Thomas grabbed at the air and took out the cup. Dante chugged the whole cup and immediately felt the heat hit his head.
He let out a satisfied smile and slammed the cup with force. "That is good stuff."
"We should eat like this once a month." Julius said, sipping in some wine like a rich noble.
"Haha. We don't need to worry about money." Thomas said, his face red with alcohol.
"How are you guys training?" Dante asked, biting the sea food.
He chewed and swallowed it with the beer.
"I am expanding my senses." Julius said. "I don't see drastic improvement but it is a good exercise."
"What about your space skill?" Dante asked.
"I am trying to remember the theory I learned from the eyemonster. I got the first part but the second part was a bit hazy."
"Restriction?" Thomas asked.
