"I've got no goal to begin with."
"That's truly pathetic of you."
"I know, which is why I'm making you my goal."
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Cruelty and treachery are the only ways to advance in this world. With the alluring promise of getting everything once you su...
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"Hwaryun!"
In a split second, Khun's shouts repeat the same word or name in the small area of the room. In the same way that Hwaryun and Ephialtēs turned to face the male, the Sweet and Sour team did the same but did nothing more than take their seats.
Ephialtēs sit with their legs crossed, hands on top of their laps, and their long white hair done up in an untidy bun. They are curious about the path Khun took; after all, they are aware of the conversation that ensues as a result of the chains that relay what has happened, and they can't help but harbor an irrational hatred for Hwaryun.
Regrettably, Hwaryun has saved her from all of those pointless conversations that can take place sooner or later. They are convinced that instead of clarifying the problem, they would humiliate and gaslight the poor youngster for every mistake he has made in the past, making them the villain once more.
"I'll accept your offer." The violet hues glazed over disinterest, and the way Khun's eyes met against them did not go unnoticed by the others.
"I'll make a team with them and enter the workshop battle! And I'll be sure to win it!!"
"...What?"
The declaration to lead this sweet and sour squad to triumph seemed unthinkable. The others are aware of this truth, which causes them to gaze at Khun with disbelief. It was as if the regular had told them an explicit lie, and they couldn't believe what they were hearing at first.
"W, What do you mean?! Are you going to battle with us?!" Ephialtēs peered at Wangnan, seeing the look of astonishment on his face. It may be their reaction as well, but they had foreseen this since the Guide had inadvertently entered this hospital.
"Yes, I'm Khun Aguero Agnis. I'm Baam— I mean, Viole's old teammate. Please, let's enter the workshop battle together." Ephialtēs watches how Khun's demeanor remains calm in this uptight situation. The fact that this male had not changed for the past seven years gave them a bad taste in their mouth.
