Tokyo Player Association Headquarters,
A man tapped his desk with his index finger, wearing a sour expression. His chin rested on his fist as he gazed at the reports. Suddenly, he smacked the papers, startling the man standing in front of him holding files.
"This Black Bear is seriously repulsive," the man yelled. "If you knew you could have a private safe zone, keep it to yourself, idiot! Why did you have to announce it to the whole world?"
"Head Association Leader, are you losing your composure?" said his personal assistant.
"Composure, my ass! This Yamamura has brought a huge problem to the whole association. Why did he approve Black Bear's request to own all dungeons in his area? Because of that, almost every guild is now sending in requests to create their own safe zones. At this rate, the government won't hold any power."
"Calm down, sir. We still have many players in the association."
