According to the Zen'in girl, hentai monster men weren't allowed to give advice. She aimed to shoo Satoru away, but no one in the world could wish her enough luck to make that work. "You took one of those. Doesn't that make you a hentai monster man-fucker?" he asked in a seemingly rhetorical fashion. All the while, Aki was approaching Makima to light a cigarette for her sampling pleasure. She agreed to the incredible quality of that smoke after the first drag, causing Aki to nod along. "Too good to make sense. Can't complain about much of anything while I've got one of these," he admitted before being asked the strangest thing. Somehow, his life was actually allowed to turn around today... perhaps. He was offered a job as a personal assistant? If it came with a place to live, the ability to continue Hunter work, and access to organized teams that would let him participate in raids as the summoner he was, it would be hard to turn down. "Tempting. You mean I get to keep working, but better? Couldn't say no to that."

The topic of a motivational ritual was interestingly worthy of note for Miko. "I'm gonna need that agreement in writing. On my dick," he said as if that made an ounce of sense. Well, Yugi believed Miko would fully understand his meaning. When they assaulted the first wave of knights, death didn't greet the army as quickly as either would like. Miko suggested targeting weak points and applying concussive damage, but Yugi wasn't so sure they'd need it. "Hmm, maybe not," he said. The knights weren't surviving the electrocution per se; they were just taking a little longer to kill than he'd like. "No, they're falling. Not a fan of it taking so much, but it's working. Got a cheap way to make it quicker? If not, I think we should sacrifice time for conservation."