“Sir, have you given the dog a name?” Estelle inquired.

“It’s just a dog. It doesn’t need a name,” Impostor Mr. Mysterious remarked casually.

Estelle bit her lip and questioned, “So, how have you been addressing her in the past few years?”

“I’ve just been calling her ‘Dog,’” Impostor Mr. Mysterious replied casually. “Is there a problem with that?”

“Could I give her a name then?” Estelle inquired.

Impostor Mr. Mysterious suddenly sounded impatient. “There’s no need to name it. It’s just a dog. I provide it with food and water every day; that’s sufficient. Giving it a name is pointless. Estelle, take me back to the Hans’ Residence tomorrow.”...