After resolving the video issue, the Sword of Damocles was lifted from above Link's head. He no longer had to worry about a collapsing house, and he relaxed completely, even running an extra five kilometers during his morning jog.
"What happened, you seem really happy."
During breakfast, Taylor spread jam on her bread while glancing at him, her eyes blinking as if trying to read his mind.
"First week sales of 1.74 million, the fourth highest in history, isn't it great to be happy about that?"
Link said with a soft laugh.
"It should be."
Taylor nodded slightly, licking the blueberry jam off her delicate fingers. "A few days ago, you said someone was going to frame you and told me to be mentally prepared. Why haven't I seen any news about it?"
