Frieren stops Dante from fishing
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Dante: Just a man, his rod, and the open water. Perfect.
Dante: Bet Vergil never learned how to fish. Score one for me.
Frieren: Demon! How dare you taint this sacred fishing spot!
Frieren: Leave at once or face the consequences of elven magic!
Dante: Whoa there, grandma. I'm just fishing.
Dante: Half-demon, by the way. The good half likes fishing. The bad half... well, he thinks the worms got a raw deal.
Frieren: Impossible. Demons don't just... fish.
Frieren: And if they did, they certainly wouldn't wear such an impractical outfit. Red leather by a riverbank? You'll scare all the fish away!
Dante: Hey, this coat is my signature look! Ladies love the look.
Dante: Besides, fish don't care about fashion. They care about... uh... whatever fish care about.
Frieren: You don't even have the right bait! What fish would bite a pizza crust?
Frieren: And your technique... I've been fishing for over a thousand years, and I've never seen anything so absurd!
Dante: A thousand years? And you're critiquing MY outfit? At least I updated my look after the medieval period!
Frieren: This white robe is timeless, unlike that gaudy coat. Now pay attention, demon...
Frieren: Wait, did you actually catch something with that ridiculous method?