Chapter 40: The World of the Rich
When Ambrose saw the message pop up, he froze. Hadn't the Dullahan's wife said he wouldn't be able to leave home for years? How was he still sending private messages?
He quickly replied: [Megaman Tiga: Weren't you grounded by your wife?]
[Dullahan's Crown: Grounded? Don't spread nonsense. It was just a small domestic disagreement.]
[Megaman Tiga: Come on. You might fool others, but don't try to fool yourself as well.]
[Dullahan's Crown: Quit yapping. Anyway, I'm heading out for a bit. Mind if I crash at your place for a few days?]
That pitiful tone made Ambrose hesitate to bring up rent. He decided to be generous for once. After all, the undead didn't eat or drink.
[Megaman Tiga: Sure. Stay as long as you want.]
[Dullahan's Crown: Good man. I'm on my way.]
Ambrose suddenly had a bad feeling. Sure enough, a burst of light flared in the center of his laboratory.