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Demor would soon find a very surprising, if not outright shocking, occurance however. Iviri, who was smaller then him, younger then him, and for all purposes should be able to fit less food then him...ordered a LARGER amount of food. In fact, he ordered at least twice as much as Demor, with two seperate drinks at least. And one of them was...alcoholic?

"Ah, for the record, the law of the drinking age on Origin is basically, your body has to...well...be able to tolerate it..."

Iviri seemed to be having trouble tying the towel around his waist, so he was sheepishly holding it in front of him. Unlike Demor, he seemed to be nervous and shy, but still reluctantly followed Demor over to the massage tables where they could eat at the same time. In exchange for Demor, who seemed strong, muscular, reliable, Iviri appeared to have no muscles, was short, scrawny, and adorable, especially the more embarrassed he got.

Iviri had never once used the massage tables himself yet, but he heard they could be extremely effective. He took off his towel of course, which caused him to turn bright red as he rested on the table.

With that done, Demor might have noticed something that seemed almost odd about Iviri. Not only was there a barcode on his left cheek, right under his left eye, but also his white hair seemed almost perfect in shine and color, and if he felt it, he would notice the texture would also seem divine. Same for Iviri's skin, even Demor who was only interested in woman would likely find it unusually perfect and flawless to the point of madness, as if it had been the skin of a god.

That said, it seemed these details did not cause any abnormality with something else, but it truly made him a curious child. Even his eyes seemed perfect, as if people could be dragged right into them with admiration.

If anything, it was so flawless it could seem....artificial...

Of course, there was also the barcode to reinforce that.

Suddenly, a few women came over flaunting some rather kind and nice smiles, although Demor could also likely sense quite the magical power from them as Demor and Iviri began to eat their meals.

"Now then..." one of them said, running their hands along their spines. Once again, this was yet another manipulation technique to keep customers coming back for more. All the woman were also dressed in very revealing outfits.

"We have a light massage, a medium massage, a heavy massage, and an ultimate massage. Which one would you like?" she said, although if anyone payed close attention, she emphasised the ultimate massage, as if she was leading them towards that. Incidentally, it was also the most expensive that would be added to their bill.

This place...truly was dangerous....just not in the way a warrior would say dangerous.