Zich and Tim drank so much that it made outsiders worry for their lives. No matter how trained and resilient they were to alcohol, they couldn’t help but become drunk by the sheer amount they drank. By the time Zich and Tim left the bar, they were both extremely drunk. They no longer seemed to have the wariness they had about each other when negotiating and exchanging information and burst into songs with their arms around each other’s shoulders. They sang offbeat and out of tune like drunkards, but they didn’t seem to care about bothering the people around them.

“Hey, Zich!”

“What, Tim!”

They called each other’s names as if they had known each other their whole lives.

“You know! I am going to live ve~ry coolly!”

“You are?”

“Yup! With money and power! And girls too! I am going to get everything! And I'm going to crush everyone who gets in my way!”

“What a big dream!”

“You have to dream big! That’s how you become a big shot!”

Tim did become a big shot in his past life. Since he was one of the top subordinates under Zich, the strongest Demon Lord of all the Demon Lords, he couldn’t have gone higher than that.

“Kuh! Then you have to work hard! You know, gathering skills, money, and connections.”

“I...