It was rare for Milluki to leave the Zoldyck mansion, much less venture beyond the property's tall stone walls. Yet here he was in the middle of a small town, tracking a target his papa had assigned to him. Nothing motivated him more than the upcoming auction for several of his favorite waifu's rarest merchandise. With the bidding war's potential to reach hundreds of thousands of Jenny, it was no joke. This paycheck absolutely must be secured.

Milluki pats his rounded belly, satisfied with the feast he devoured minutes ago. The restaurant was humble, and he was sure they'd never previously served a customer with such a large budget. Looking more closely, there were food stains on his shirt, but that hardly mattered.

"Now, about that target." Milluki scratches his head.