Reverend Jazz sat on a wide courtyard, his gaze fixed on the woman sitting in front of him —waiting to for the Tama she wanted.
In his palm, Shinji produces a green, spider-shaped, jewel from thin air. In the next second, he places his hand on his chest. Although in the woman's eyes it looks like he is using his Rei to send a Tama out of his primordial space, in actual truth, he is making another, spider-shaped, Tama.
After a minute, he hands the two Tama to the woman, who smiled vibrantly at him.
"Thank you, Reverend Jazz! If I had more kuns with me, I would have asked for another."
The man in the mask nods, signalling the woman to go —she has paid the guys outside before getting served. As she went out of the paved courtyard, Shinji released a deep sigh.
"This is tiresome."
