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But there is one – his name is "Kasha" – who doesn't force the person who makes a contract with him to do anything at all. Can you imagine? An Altur demon... well, a good demon, basically. And this same "demon" doesn't give his contractor any superpowers or anything like that; he just occasionally shares useful advice. Surely, there's nothing terrible about that, right? It's essentially the same as asking Röhey for advice – just a chance to hear a different point of view. So, if that's the case, would you condemn your comrade, your brother, if he made a contract with Kasha for the common good? I don't think there's anything reprehensible about it, and I certainly wouldn't condemn anyone – Anders suddenly felt a dry throat, and his confident tone changed to some kind of ingratiating murmur – well, and besides... well... I... I already made a contract with him... and you know how Kasha gives advice?... Through a cat – Anders hugged Leo tighter and slightly hunched over, as if expecting a barrage of blows.
— I don't remember you ever asking me for advice. — Röhey snorted with disbelief. — Apparently, your Kasha is a more interesting conversationalist. Now I understand why you carry a cat with you everywhere.
— One of the islands of my homeland is inhabited by a demon-like race. I haven't actually been there myself, so I don't know much about them... From a certain point of view, this is, of course, a problem, but on the other hand, it has long become a kind of cultural feature of Yamato. So, you won't scare me with demons. And yet, making contracts with such creatures...
The Miran shook his head disapprovingly.
— It's your business, of course, but I would advise you to trust your brothers and sisters more than the entity you've stuffed into this animal. Nevertheless, I think that since we worked so well together before, we can continue to do so, perhaps even more effectively now, without any skeletons in the closet. Thanks for telling me, brother.
Röhey smiled weakly and patted Anders on the shoulder.