Chapter 211: Responsibility
[Day 2]
Following the usual twenty-four-hour adjustment period, Vahn was in his office, awaiting clients, contemplating the Abyssal Maw's Third Trial, and reflecting on how busy he had been.
Though he enjoyed virtually every moment he shared with his harem, his adoptive kids, and the many beauties of the Maid Battalion, Vahn couldn't help feeling that he was flying through the years while those he cherished were living at a comparably relaxed pace. In the fourteen days leading up to his brief stint in One Piece, 321 had passed for him. If nothing changed, he would be as much as twenty-one years older by the expected delivery date of his children...
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Interrupting Vahn's introspection, though he knew of their arrival well in advance, a young man with messy, layered, ash-grey hair and peculiar green, steel blue, and orange-hued eyes entered his office, guided there by Tonami, aka Sister #10732. His outfit, consisting of a stylish blue jacket with orange accents, multiple zippers, pockets, and straps over a black t-shirt, streamlined black pants, and grey, orange-laced tennis shoes, made it apparent he originated from a fairly modern setting, but Vahn only knew it as Zenless Zone Zero or ZZZ-0724.
"Wise Varne...to what do I owe the pleasure...?" asked Vahn, causing the grey-haired youth to adopt a poised smile as he replied, "First, I'd like to apologize in advance if I say or do anything that offends. This will be my first time interacting with a God."
"Be at ease," expressed Vahn, reciprocating with a smile of his own as he appended, "I'm not overly fond of formalities, so feel free to sit, drink, eat some snacks, and speak freely."
"The hospitality is appreciated," affirmed Wise, approaching Vahn's desk and taking a seat in one of the four available seats. There was tea, coffee, and various snacks arranged before him, but he disregarded them and got straight to the point, revealing, "I wanted to discuss the state of my world and the feasibility of a mass exodus."
"Mass exodus...?" Vahn repeated, his right brow rising slightly as, based on Wise's appearance, complexion, and the state of his clothes, it didn't appear that the situation in his world was particularly dire.