“…Mr. Zich, have you ever been on a date?”

“Why, of course…!” Zich was about to answer with confidence but trailed off. 

Before his regression, he had only focused on training to gain his father’s approval—he didn’t have time for girls. After he left his family, he was busy surviving, and when he gained strength, he was fighting against the whole world. In short, he had never gone on a romantic walk with a lover while laughing.

“…Now that I think about it, I have never gone on the type of date that people normally think of.” He had only gone on plenty of dates that involved scattering blood and flesh, singing songs of terror, and snatching lives. “Is there that much to a date? Isn’t it all about having fun with your lover?”

“You are right, Mr. Zich. But as someone who knows this so well, why did you spend all your time gambling inside a casino the whole day?”

“Isn’t gambling the most entertaining activity to do in this city? Doing something enjoyable with your lover—yeah~! Is there a more fun date than that?”

Zich was shameless, and common logic didn’t work on him. Evelyn began to see the crazy side of Zich that many people had experienced. 

“…It doesn’t seem appropriate to leave the date to Mr. Zich.”

“…Yes, it seems so.” Joachim also agreed with...