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Ace was looking for a spar partner, he was swirling his long scythe and stretching when he heard a shout. Wearing a shredded black sheer knit jumper and a pair of low-waist skinny pants and gloves, the tall guy promptly changed the weapon back into totem when a body fly-slammed at him.

Steadying the body above him, he chuckled and answered his greeting, "Hello Hi! Are you new? You look full of energy". He helped him to stand up. "Anything I can help you?" The man with make-up smirked.

Ace chuckled happily at innocent words of the newly met guy, "If you mean give you a pair of wings, I'm afraid I can't help. But -" he drawled, "If you wanted to be send flying across the fields, I can fling you over." The trainee joked.

The scythe hummed low in response, the dark blade reflected the hunter's image with its glossiness. <Ace! How can you allow others to touch my body? Ahhhhh take your filthy hands off me! ❤> Be cool, Catherine. <He's sending me goosebumps and bad chills!> She felt like her bared flawless skin being brushed back and forth and wanted to scream. "She's Catherine. You like scythe?" Ace asked, sighing at the high-pitch screeches in his mind. "What's your weapon? Are you lost?"

Deus was big in the scale, he didn't exclude the chance someone would get lost.

<I don't like this delusional guy~♥> As Lurks said his sickles were better than her, when the filthy hands fumbled over her sexy body, she felt much humiliated. "You're funny, I won't agree with that unless I see your weapon. For me, Catherine's the best weapon." The busty doll haunt cooed low in compliment while Ace gave the guy a challenging smirk.

"Alright, make sure you know how to land okay?" He picked the man up at ease and tossed his out like a spear. It was weird that he had monstrous strength, not really like magic, but he used less force to pick things up than normal people. "Safe travel." Since he used all his energy to send the man flying, Lurks would experience a short duration of flight before he dropped.

This hunter was weird, as weird as people would comment Ace as. Yet, Ace was Ace, he didn't mind unusual people at all. He put his hands on his hips, staring down as the man climbing his low-waist pants. He hoped it won't drop. <He's like a brat ♥> Catherine didn't try to hide her dislike towards the rude hunter after he said his weapon was better than her.

Ace picked him up, helped him to stand before he talked. "Hey hey, calm down first. Aren't you finding something? You have time for playing?"

Ace put a hand in front of him, "Alright alright, don't make that face to me." He had no immunity towards cute animals he had to say. <That's why you pester the cute boils? ♡> The Doll haunt teased the trainee with a light judging tone. "No, it won't help sadly, unless you're a good actor," but obviously you're not one, he didn't say that.

He guessed it might be some sort of secret missions, "Are you sure you have time? I don't know about other divisions, but I heard the Death division head was horrible. What division are you from?" Ace picked the man up under his arms so that he won't curl up on the floor again. "Answer me and we can play again?"

"Ok, ok, my princess. Saying other division is dead can be offensive. I bet you're not from Death then, let me guess, Mist?" <Ace, I suspect this disgusting guy ❤> He's quite cute? <Not! ❤> Alright he had to admit that dealing with two headstrong people at once wasn't a piece of cake.

Before he sent him flying again (he was amazed by how light he was), he had to do one thing first. "What's your name, princess? If you're lost somewhere, I can call you to pick you up." Who knows when he might use the wrong force and toss him outside the fields. "Ok, ready princess? Here we go." This time, he took one of his wrist and swirled before he let go of his grasp, hopefully he would land properly.

He never expect someone would ask what a princess was, the hunter he just knew really acted like a little kid. So he smiled mildly, walked over to the princess beckoning. He didn't mind how capricious the man was, and doing his job to act as a servant in their game. Yup, it was just a game in Ace's mind.

"Princess is somone who enjoys services from many many servants, no one can go against what a princess said as she's regal rank. She wears beautiful dresses and had a crown on her head. She lives in a big castle and enjoys a luxurious and wonderful life." <That's old, Ace. And he's definitely not a princess! ❤> "It's now a sweet nickname for adorable people." He ignored Catherine's screechy voice thinking she was cute.

He chuckled lightly, bent his waist a bit. "I'm afraid I can't tell you. It's rude not knowing a princess's name before introducing myself." He feigned a frown.