Hill was unaware that his act of receiving Lucimar was seen by outsiders as giving face to Great Sage Ismael.
He simply didn't want to refuse meeting this middle-aged man with such a unique way of speaking... and incidentally test his own patience.
Otherwise, even if the Great Sage himself appeared, Hill wouldn't be as eager to open the door.
"Mr. Belfran, look, that little girl from the Stelter Family has no chest or butt, and she dresses like a sack every day. What's there to pay attention to?
If you're looking for a student, our Ismael Family is filled with talents!
No matter what kind you want, we've got it. If you prefer a female student... even a vase should have some curves, right?" Lucimar was jumping on Hill's nerves again, "I know you are a decent person.
But one should be a little kinder to oneself, if not doing something, at least seeing something!
What does she have?
She isn't even as big as her brother Ditte..."
'Bang'!
