You had worked as one of the warden’s in impel down for as long as you can remember. Eventually, you had been trusted enough to survey over most of the 6th level of impel down all by yourself. However, a certain ex-warlord seemed to start enjoying his newfound company a bit too much, as he formed flirty, full-fledged sentences when the two of you were alone, instead of the usual cackling he replied with when anyone else tried talking to him.

“Why don’t you come in my cell? I won’t bite~.”