Zich wandered around Yuras aimlessly. He yawned so widely that tears welled up in his tears and he looked like the perfect, carefree person out on a stroll. He was scratching his belly and seriously wondering how he should kill time for another day when somebody called out to him.

“Sir Zich!”

Chelsea and Pina approached him together. The way Chelsea smiled and waved her hands widely made it seem as if they were close friends of at least ten years. Though he already knew this, Chelsea was a truly brazen-faced person. Even if she was kicked out by the Karuwimans, Zich was sure that it wouldn’t make much of a difference in her standard of living. He believed this even more when he saw Pina looking embarrassed next to her.

“What is it?”

“Do you have some time right now?”

“I’m not busy at the moment.”

“Then, please lend us some of your time,” Chelsea said and dragged Zich to a nearby empty room.

“So, what’s going on?” Zich asked.

“This!” Chelsea then took out wads of flapping papers. They had writings in black ink and appeared to be reports. Zich didn’t take...