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The best food is yet to come.
Finally, after all two hundred-plus sticky rice cakes were made and then devoured by Uvogin in a flash, they were gone.
"Hiccup~"
Even though he didn't feel very full, Uvogin still obligingly let out a burp.
"That felt so good, so incredibly good!!"
Uvogin was quite pleased with himself and wanted to break off a stick to pick his teeth.
After glancing at the empty house, they had no choice but to give up.
Machi, who was standing to the side, wiped the sticky residue off her face and started staring at Mog with her little eyes.
People can only think more deeply after they have filled their stomachs.
For example, who is this person in front of them, and why is he making a special trip to entertain them?
And then there's this so-called "sticky rice cake making machine" that suddenly appeared out of nowhere, along with all these other accessories and props~~~
All of this makes one want to think and let their thoughts wander.
As for this, Machi could tell that despite his seemingly carefree attitude, Uvogin was quite meticulous.
Unlike Machi, who was usually silent, he was quite direct and spoke up directly.
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“My name is Uvogin, and she is Machi…”
"Machi Komachini".
Machi emphasized her full name.
"Okay, I'm the one who doesn't have a surname."
Uvogin spread his hands.
"Mog".
Mog simply stated his name.
Uvogin was even happier to hear this: "So you don't have a surname either, just like me!!"
"~~~~~~"
Mog did not explain to him the reason why he had the surname "Mog".
In this world, the Western naming system is followed, with the first name first and the surname last.
Just like Gon's full name, Gon Freecss, where Gon is the first name and Freecss is the surname.
Generally speaking, people address each other by their first name.
Unless someone possesses unparalleled influence and prestige, commanding respect, they will not be addressed with a respectful title based on their surname.
The most typical example is none other than Chairman Netero, currently the strongest person in the world.
Full name: Isaac Netero.
Isaac is his first name and Netero is his surname, but nowadays people around the world only call him by the honorific title Chairman Netero.
This almost caused his descendant, his good-for-nothing son, Byonde Netero, to lose his surname.
"This is the first time I've ever enjoyed eating sticky rice cake so much..."
Uvogin was still somewhat reluctant to leave. "Anyway, Mog, right? Thank you for your hospitality."
He clenched his fist and pointed his thumb at himself: "From now on, in this area, you can say you're one of my Uncle Wojin's people."
"In this area, I'll protect your people!!"
Uvogin spoke with such arrogance and confidence, displaying the air of a powerful leader.
But Mog knew his own limitations very well.
Aside from his large size and immense strength, he is essentially brainless.
Even with Chrollo, Shalnark, and Franklin by his side, they could easily outmaneuver him.
Of course, it's not just the duo of Uvogin and Machi; there's also Feitan and Phinks, the two delinquent biker duo.
They were also manipulated by Kuroro.
Therefore, take Uvogin's words about guarantor with a grain of salt.
"If you ever get hungry and want to fill your stomachs, just come here."
Morlake clapped his hands and made a promise to the two of them.
"Really?!!"
Ukrainian's eyes gleamed, and his two large eyes widened instantly.
Do you think the sticky rice cake we ate today was fake?
Morlake shrugged: "Next time you're hungry, you can just come over, but you'll have to think about what you want to eat in advance."
"Of course, if you still don't trust me and never come again, then so be it..."
"Come on! How could you not come?!"
Uvogin grinned widely, then moved closer to Mog:
"Mog, you're really something else!!"
"I really like you so much!!"
"Come on, let me thank you properly!!"
Uvogin had no other assets or anything worthwhile to thank others for.
Even after the Phantom Troupe was formed, he still didn't have a single penny to his name.
So much so that in Yorknew City, after the knight helped him find the hotel where Kurapika the Chain Hand was staying.
No matter how much the knight-errant insisted that he only wanted money and nothing else, he still shamelessly pressed his thick lips onto the knight-errant's face.
And now, it is clear that Uvogin holds the same idea.
"I don't need your thanks at all."
Mog, expressionless, reached out and covered Uvogin's head, pinning it down.
For now, all he needs is Uvogin's request for food, and that will be enough.
"Don't be shy, I don't have anything else... Oh?! You're incredibly strong!"
Uvogin initially thought it was just a joke he made after eating, a way to vent his excitement.
Then he suddenly realized that Mog's strength... wasn't any less than his own!
This also aroused his competitive spirit, and he began to silently grapple with Mog's hand, which was entangled with telekinesis.
Machi glanced at Mog, who had easily subdued Uvogin, and then looked at the [Sticky Rice Cake Maker] next to her.
The searching intent in their eyes was all too clear.
"I'm not competing anymore, I'm not competing anymore!!"
Uvogin, realizing something was wrong, also reacted, yelling as he backed away and broke free from Mog's grasp.
He also asked Machi's question, voicing her innermost thoughts:
"how did you do it?!"
Uvogin smacked his lips and asked quite directly, "How...did you invent this thing?"
He felt that Mog's so-called "invention" was somewhat different from what he had imagined.
"Do you want to know?"
Mog looked at Uvogin's curious expression and a slow smile crept onto his lips.
"Hmm~"
Uvogin nodded immediately, and Machi looked over as well.
"This so-called 'invention' originates from some kind of wondrous power of the human body."
Mog said leisurely, "Depending on each person's physique, this power will exhibit different effects."
"But how do we unleash this power..."
Seeing the two of them looking so serious and focused, Mog's lips curled up slightly:
"That is……"
That is~~~
Uvogin and Machi leaned forward instinctively.
"No comment."
Mog suddenly spread his hands and changed his tone.
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"???"
Upon hearing this, Uvogin, who was leaning even further forward, nearly collapsed to the ground in front of him.
But the numerous question marks on his forehead and his slightly bewildered eyes revealed his current state of mind.
However, as he looked at Mog's leisurely and composed demeanor, he gradually began to bare his teeth again.
"You bastard, you must have known, right?!"
Uvogin's face contorted in pain: "You just don't want to tell us?!"
"Hmm... I guess that works."
Mog calmly replied, "Besides, I don't think I have any obligation to tell you, do I?"
Uvogin: "..."
That makes sense, but in Meteor City, there's no logic to it!!
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