Nicolo spent his free time lying on the roof of the auction house while reading his favorite novel, while Minerva, his little slave snoozed on his forehead, he was trying to overhear the auction below him, he was disappointed to hear that no one interested him. Minerva woke up as he saw the slight frown on his face. "What's with that frown? It seems that no one interests you, eh, Master Nico?" Minerva said as she struggled to lift up her body to sit up. "How many times do I have to tell you that do not call me Nico and never sleep on my fore head, tss, did you just drooled on my fore head." Nicolo lifted the fairy with it's wings using his index finger and thumb as he sat up. "Master please drop me down, my wing will be pulled off" she cried. "Who cares anyway, I can do whatever I want with you, remember, slave?" He replied emphasizing "slave". He put the fairy down on the roof and wiped his forehead with his fist. "Ok Master Nico- Nicolo. Hihi" She spoke in a playful tone.