"I've always had grave doubts about Japanese mythology. Knowing myself to be about as debauched as a human can possibly get, I find their ancestors somehow managed to be even more dissolute. No, a person like that simply cannot exist in this world; the only species that could possibly surpass me in this regard is..." Pompeii paused.
"The Dragon," Anjou said in a deep voice.
"As long as you know," Pompeii said, stepping past the tea table to clap Anjou on the shoulder.
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