C157 Pseudo Electromagnetic Gun

"How can I... eat more, get out and walk more."

Esaki rubbed his temples, his head aching.

He had intended for Enel to be his enforcer, but Enel's current temperament was too frightening. Life wouldn't be easy for him in the future.

"I understand, Master. I'm off to eat now."

With that, Enel turned and left.

"Uh..."

Esaki watched the young one's retreating figure, at a loss for words