Sadly, so far, Arthur's efforts have been futile as Cattleya showed little to no signs of agreeing with his decision.
Returning to the current scenario, the young progenitor was trying to protect his phone from being wiped clean by his mother.
"When did you even start listening to that kind of music?"
"Last month, I guess?
I didn't really vibe with the metal genre so I just gave it a try and ended up liking it."
"Metal? Are you sure it isn't the Emo genre you're listening to?"
Cattleya replied with a sigh as she stared at her son who used the law of space's power to escape from her grasp, before running over to go and hide behind her father who was speaking with her grandfather's vestige.
"Well played, Arthur."
Meanwhile, Arthur himself had pushed the matter of his new taste in music to the back of his mind and was now intently staring at the chess board on the table in between Diablo and Lucifer.
"Try White bishop to G4.
