In the office of MV Foundation, Aryaman sat pondering aloud, "It feels like something very good is about to happen." His secretary, Titu, chimed in, "Chief, the weather today is also very pleasant. Just yesterday, it was so hot, and today there's such a cool breeze." Aryaman remarked, "All this must be the work of goblins. How else could such a strong wind blow in such scorching heat?" The secretary replied, "Oh, I see, so goblins are even more powerful than demons?" Aryaman nodded, "Yes, but goblins aren't as handsome as demons."
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Suddenly, a goblin materialized behind Aryaman and retorted, "What did you say, you pathetic demon...am I not handsome?" Aryaman, taken aback, stammered, "How could I...boss, you are much more handsome." The goblin smirked, "Hmm...talking ill behind my back, were you?"
Ignoring the banter, the goblin waved off the discussion. "Forget all this. I have good news for you." Aryaman, intrigued, asked, "What good news?" The goblin leaned in mischievously, "This time, I haven't come alone to meet you. The Grim Reaper is also coming."
Aryaman's expression froze in shock. "Why does this sorrow never end?" he exclaimed, bewildered. The goblin, feigning innocence, asked, "Did you say something?" Aryaman quickly backtracked, "No, I didn't say anything at all."
The goblin chuckled, clearly enjoying Aryaman's discomfort. "Don't worry, boss. It's just a meeting. Nothing serious." Aryaman sighed deeply, "Just a meeting with the Grim Reaper...nothing serious."
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"Hello, demon," greeted the Grim Reaper as he entered. Aryaman, caught off guard, managed to respond, "Hello. This is the first time I'm seeing both the Grim Reaper and a goblin under the same roof. Wow."
The Grim Reaper nodded solemnly, his presence filling the room with an eerie calm. "Our paths seldom intersect like this," he intoned, his voice carrying a weight of centuries. The goblin, always ready to lighten the mood, chimed in with a smirk, "Boss, looks like today's a special day."
Aryaman, trying to maintain his composure, chuckled nervously. "Indeed, quite a special day," he agreed, eyeing the unlikely duo before him. The Grim Reaper, in a rare moment of levity, remarked, "No need to fret, I'm just here for a friendly visit." Aryaman managed a weak smile, "A friendly visit, of course."
