Life after the war seems terribly meaningless. Wasn't that what he dreamed of? To throw off the shackles of a serious illness, not to be a hostage of his own fragile body, to stop being afraid of death at least for a short time... now he has all this, he is not even afraid of the wrath of Yhwach, because he is defeated. But existence still does not seem joyful to him. He's just trying to live the life of an ordinary person, but why is he feeling so bad?

However, this is not surprising. After many months in the hospital, As Nodt lost everything: his family, friends, and job. The Sternritters had never been his comrades, As despised them. He's lonely. All he has now is himself and... a gacha machine, from which he is trying to get a collectible figurine.

As is unlucky, he gets all sorts of meaningless garbage, but not what he wants. In his mind, he had already outlined a picture of how he would put the figurine at home on a shelf next to books on philosophy. However, the situation is such that he has already received almost the entire collection of miniature cats, but not the one he needs. There were so many cats that he began to stack them in a row around himself.

Nodt is breathing heavily and scratching the showcase with a long black nail, wanting to get the rarest cat. He starts talking in a chilling voice, as if he's going to take the soul out of the gacha machine.

“Hey... come here. Do you hear that? I'm going to get you anyway... don't you dare run away from me... don't you dare do this.”

Some passers-by turn around and whisper when they see this frightening picture. An adult man, thin, tall and pale, leaves scratches on the body of the machine and whispers threats. Long black hair falls over his face, but he ignores it. He exudes a terrifying overwhelming aura, and he's on the verge of using his quincy power to get what he wants.

"Stupid, useless thing... you will obey me and get out of there, okay?"