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If you could laugh like that all the time, our employees wouldn't be so afraid of you.

*cough* *cough*– Don't worry, before I croak, I'll make sure to puke all over your shoes.

So, how did your discussion today go? Reach any agreements?

When it comes to matters concerning Kjerag, there aren't actually that many differences between me and the Saintess.

What about between you and the girl named Enya?

...The only problems worth talking about are those that can be resolved.

If I had to do things over again, I'd make the same decision every time. And she'd still never feel good about it.

We all know that deep down.

Say what you will, but you'll never tell that to her face.

You're not much different, Gnosis.

You're two peas in a pod.

Never saying what needs to be said to the people who need to hear it.

Also, you should be playing dead right about now.

The lights of the office still shine bright in the night. The heating in the main hall is shut off, and silence spreads freely through the room, along with the cold.

A moment later, the silence is broken by the sound of Gnosis retching.

Degenbrecher, I need another pill.

My head hurts.

...And a couple for me too. I might be a bit tipsy.

Both men stretch out their hands towards Degenbrecher at the same time.

That unflappable attitude that someone there knows the truth makes Degenbrecher tingle with irritation for some reason.

There are still many questions that cannot be answered.

But at least here, right in this moment, there's no need to show off, no need for pretense.

Degenbrecher heeds her own will, and slaps each of the two hands in turn.

Gah...

Oh?

Stand up. Go home already, if you're drunk.

Don't squat here.

There's a lot of work to be done tomorrow.

Now, go.