Atsushi's smile turned a little awkward. Yes, he knew Chuuya from before, more or less, but that was as bitter enemies. He didn't see any reason to point that out and raise unnecessary questions, though: the past was the past, and it bore no relation on the present.

"Dylas is probably hiding in the kitchen... He likes cooking. If you see a man with some horse's features, that is him! ... But please don't mention the h-word in front of him."

Atsushi only had the faintest idea of why Dylas hated being called a horse, and less understanding of it, but there was no doubt that horses being mentioned at a first meeting would doom the friendship forever. Dylas wasn't that easy to get along with as it was.

"I don't think I ever wished for a mansion, but... it's pretty nice. It feels a little extravagant, though."