Synopsis:

“Would you like to become my disciple?”

Disciple, not companion. Like many of the disciples I brought, it was enough to treat Malepica as a disciple.

“Can I really be by my side? Didn’t you hate me?”
“I don’t like it.”
“Really? Don’t you really hate me?”
“Good. Maybe it will be better in the future.”

Whether your pet is a child or an old old man, the heart will respond. To him, she was an unconditional companion.

“So, go around while drawing moderately so that I don’t like it more.”

I had to draw a line in moderation and not react to my companion. It was a very simple thing.