Almond had been watching Sweet Radish for some time.0

‘Hmm. Radish Servant, he’s…’0

Of course, in game time, they had spent several days together in Cheese Village. In reality, they’d only known each other for two days, aside from that one meeting in the LIL tournament in the mid lane. 0

‘Still, from what I can see…’0

Almond felt like he understood Sweet Radish, no, Radish Servant, fairly well now.0

‘He’s a nice guy.’0

And he didn’t mean that sarcastically. Some people were simply born that way, innately gentle, unwilling to cause trouble, and reluctant to speak harshly to others.0

Sure, Sweet Radish sometimes forced himself to bark at Potato Servant, but Almond could see through it. Unless he deliberately exaggerated for the sake of entertainment, he wasn’t the type who could even kick Potato Servant’s backside. It was just his way of keeping his stream alive since he hadn’t fully settled as a pro-turned-streamer.0

— Lol0

— Radish Servant’s...0