"Do you think you can win the next annual competition!?"
"I think there's been a very grave misunderstanding here. I only let her win since she's a girl, there's no next time for her."
A man wearing a fancy coat drizzled with some sort of fur was currently being surrounded by multiple cameras; his sunglasses almost endlessly reflecting the flashes of light that flickered in the air as the shutters of the people's cameras moved without pause.
"There have been rumors that there's a huge threat coming and that the Ancient-class magicians are aware of it, what do you think is going on for the government to take this kind of action?"
"Pft, threat?" The man just laughed as he removed his sunglasses, "That's probably just fake news and propaganda to get the taxpayers' money-- like the Zoon landing."
"Last question, Mr. Mcgregory! Do you have any plans on running for the senate since-- Who… who's that!?"
