Durin, who had been labeled by the AI as the "Scum of the Year," slouched in a rocking chair that had just sprouted from the ground, with a few fruits still hanging from it.
Even though Vili had advantages in the military, he was hopelessly inept in affairs of the heart. The moment a young lady frowned, he would go mute.
How could I have such a useless apprentice?
Durin slouched in the rocking chair, speechless and choked with frustration.
"It's not like you're any good at it," Big Orange sneered.
Of course I am! With such proactive young ladies, I would surely appreciate their enthusiasm, and then pledge myself to them.
And then, Durin was ridiculed with a "hehe" by his own AI.
However, Alice stepped forward. This doe of Durin's eased the tension for both sides—she simply said to give the young people time, and skillfully diverted the course of the dire situation.
