"I need you to babysit him." Pantalone, also known as regrator had stated, carrying the child by the nape of his shirt.

"I do not need anymore stress to deal with, if you do accomplish, you'll receive a stack of countless Mora." Pantalone added with a frustrated sigh, leaving this.. Small child with you in your hands, he only stared up to your eyes with furrowed eyebrows, his small lips curled into a frown.

"Stop staring at me, creep." Zandik complained with further curl of his eyebrows, furthermore, the small one eyed creatures leaped around his shoulders, sharing the same mindset as him.

The audacity of this child.