Why the hell aren't you playing by the rules...
Arthur felt a suffocating frustration lodged in his heart that lingered for a long time.
Lister pushed up his glasses and chuckled softly.
As a nobleman of great taste, he had long grown indifferent to the petty strife of fame and wealth.
He was a mature man who disdained such child's play, so much so that he rarely wore diapers anymore, a sign of his maturity.
Based on the principle of diapers, the mature Lister had recently started researching feminine sanitary pads.
And he had made some progress.
"Brother Su," Lister pushed his glasses up again, "since you've also come here today, you must have come for that event."
"What event?" An Su was puzzled.
"The 'Magic into Homes, Magi-guidance to Villages' event—even if you're not a magician from the guild, you can still participate."
Lister thought An Su was pretending not to know,
