Fat young 

William opened the door, and stared at a 'visitor' who was not unexpected for William.

He was a chubby, sullen boy with blond, radiant hair.

"It's you!!" The fat young man stared at William angrily, apparently not someone who had forgotten the insult.

William raised his hand to comfort the fat man and said sarcastically, "Oh, oh, stop, stop... Ehm...I'm the young master of the fried chicken family. I'm going to avenge the insult you've been subjected to, blah blah.. That's what you were going to say, right?" And after I beat you, your servant comes to avenge you.. and we will continue in this usual scenario for a while.. What do you think of summarizing all these things? "

" Abbreviation ? How ?" The fat young man stared in surprise, what William said was almost a copy of what any spoiled, stupid young master who hates insult would say.

"There are cameras outside..you know the rule, 'No fight? Please come in to my room'." William cleared the way for the fat young man to pass through the door, and directed him to do so.

"Oh..well..I will avenge your insult to me then..I am the young master of Tukups' family," said the fat man as he entered the room.

William stared at the fat young man as he entered, and said sarcastically, "Young masters don't really change..."

After William also entered, the automatic door closed.

The fat young man entered with a smile, and he says to himself, 'As I expected, he was just poor...it was easy to find out his room number' and then he turned and stared at the bottle in which Edward was imprisoned.

"Damn...what is this?" He turned to William and asked in fear.

"Don't worry, fat man," he turned to Edward and asked, "This is your new body, what do you think?"

"Too fat...a body at all inconsistent," said Edward, disapprovingly.

"I know... he's really fat... but I haven't found so many stupid people to lure they in," said William, who was turning toward the fat young man who was, literally, frozen in place... well... after all just a spoiled young gentleman not accustomed to his opinion. Talking parasite.

"With your permission...I'm from the Tukups...Money...Money...I have a lot of it," said the fat man, staring at William, who was approaching him.

William turned to Edward and said, "See? Even though he's fat and ugly... he's very rich! You should thank me for this body."

William was sneering, and at the same time Edward was trying to keep up and 'pleasing William'.

"Aaaa…..yes..thanks." He said in a hesitant tone, and suddenly he thought to himself 'Actually, that really deserves thanks...'

"Unfortunately...I will take all money for me ...I have said it before...You will be a servant without rights..." said William sarcastically, and walked towards the fat young man who was at a loss as to how to defend himself.

'Damn...a fucking exploiter... hey..was William always with sense of humor?' '..asked Edward, who used to see William as a stubborn young man who would quite literally do the opposite of what he was told, when the law would say 'Don't do this' William would go straight and say 'I will.'...This was the shorthand of the William that everyone knows, Stubborn, intelligent, but...weak.

"Aaah." The fat boy tried to reach for William to hit him, and then run away from this room, this fat young man named Albert's path was the 'Perfect Angel Body Path', he was also a level 1 astral, he could only manipulate cells to make his hand strong or Like, but he was completely unskilled, since barely a week had passed since the emergence of the star base, all the new astrals were not very good at using their strength, unlike William who lived and tried a lot...

William grabbed the arm of the chubby and raised him in a 180-degree shape and lowered him to the ground forcefully. He fixed his body on the ground while holding one of his hands. "You fat man, move and I'll break this hand."

"Ugh... please... no..."

"Shut up." The fat young man was hit on the neck hard by William, as he had done with the taxi driver before... but... this fat guy had a fat neck... he didn't faint...unfortunately.

"damn right? ..why not faint?" William got angry, then left the fat body and went to mourn his bag that was on top of the bottle, he took out his old computer and headed again to the fat young man who was still on the ground in fear.

"What… what are you doing?"

"Sorry, dear." William lifted the computer up, then lowered it to the head of the fat young man, then... the fat man lost consciousness...

William dragged the chubby body and led him to the bed, at which time he removed the bottle of wine from Edward.

"Cheek," said William, as the parasite, Edward, tossed toward the fat body.

'Good well...Although my strength will disappear once I take this body, I will kill this brager when I reach the third level again..hahaha' thought Edward, who headed towards the fat body, rode over his brain, then took out a large claw from his body and cuted open a wound in the skull of the fat young man, then entered it.

William smiled as he stared at this, and said to yourself, 'I can guess what this old man is thinking.'

Chubby's pupils turned white and white foam started to come out of his mouth, but suddenly, he got up as if nothing had happened, and the wound that was in the skull started to coalesce as if it hadn't.

As soon as the fat young man, who was now Edward, got up, he quickly began to chant the following words: "My name is Albert Tukups, Young Master No. 13 of the Tukups noble family, age 17.. I love fried chicken because it is full of fat. My dream is to die in a full ..stomach "

"Puffff!" William sneered, hearing this.

Edward was currently trying to absorb the memories of Fat Albert to impersonate him, and when he finished, he let out a sly smile and said to himself 'Huh...It's clear that William is like Claude... an old fox of some sect... he's stronger than me... But... Just wait... when I get my strength back... I'll pick you up... I'll suck all your blood while dancing on your corpse ha-ha-ha-ha- .'

While thinking about his future plans, William's voice sarcastically intervened, pointed to the broken computer with which he hit the fat young man's head, and said, "Stop thinking, get out that computer wreckage, and don't forget to put a hat on your head, it's bleeding."

'Right,' Edward, who was currently the noble Albert of Tukups, smiled as he tried to hold back his anger.' Damn you and your orders'