Vol. 2 Chapter 3

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Walking through the corridor with Mila and others in tow, I strolled along humming to myself. Mila, however, looked at me suspiciously.

"Why are you carrying a bucket of popcorn?" she asked, curiosity evident in her voice.

"Oh, it's your first time this year accompanying me to the Senate," I replied. Mila hadn't accompanied me in senate meetings since we broke up, though she'd been staying at my office pestering me. I scratched my head in embarrassment. "You'll find out very soon."

Mila tilted her head as we continued walking towards the Senate door. Upon opening it, we were greeted by a chaotic scene—people swearing, punching each other, and slamming chairs.

"Welcome to the civility of civilizations," I remarked dryly, grabbing a fistful of popcorn and tossing it into my mouth.

"At this rate, someone will die," Mila sighed at the sight, probably shocked at how this country hasn't fallen into civil war with these people's little disagreements.

"Don't worry, no one will die," I said as I stuffed more popcorn into my mouth.

"Seriously? Are you drunk or something?" Mila said in an exasperated tone.

"I banned bringing guns, magic, any foreign pointed objects, or bladed weapons. There should be a few half-dead that can be saved by dragging them to the hospital real quick, and a few dozen wounded, of course." I paused as I handed her the popcorn. "Want some?"

Mila looked utterly exasperated, as if her head were throbbing. She shook her head, holding it in her hands. Glancing at the senators brawling, she then looked back at me with sharp eyes.

"Shouldn't you stop them?" she finally managed to say.

I chuckled, shaking my head. "Oh, Mila, this is part of the Senate. They'll wear themselves out soon enough."

"So you knew... this is a Senate! Aren't they supposed to be discussing important matters?" she responded in annoyance.

"They are, in their own... unique way," I replied, scratching my head while munching on another handful of popcorn. "Trust me, they're definitely discussing important things. One of the opposition probably just got pissed off and started throwing punches."

"Yes, as expected of His Excellency, one disliked another's proposal and everything spiraled out of control," a middle-aged man said, standing by my side as I crossed my legs facing him. "Senator Andan from the Federal Territory of Matrios Archipelago at your service." He bowed lightly.

"Andan," I remembered that name. "Oh, you're the one who grabbed a security personnel's shotgun at last year's Senate meeting to stop that moron from shooting everyone with a submachine gun."

"Yes, it's an honor to be remembered," he replied courteously, then gave a polite nod to Mila. "My, Lady Mila finally accompanying His Excellency in his work at the Senate once more. It's truly a delightful sight to see her by His Excellency's side."

Mila smiled back. "It's just a whim," she said as she glanced around. It was silence, pure silence. Yeah, everyone was comically rushing to their respective seats after disengaging from their riot.

"It appears that everyone finally discovered your presence here, Your Excellency," Andan said, echoing my thoughts.

"I can see that, certainly." Servants began cleaning up the mess. Some senators were trying to sit on damaged seats that had likely been smashed earlier, or holding together demolished tables, trash strewn around their respective spots.

"Now," I said, turning on my mic. Everyone darted their eyes to me. A few years ago, I might have been shaken by these many eyes, but now, it was just a job experience, nothing more, nothing less. "That was quite a good show. So, anyone care to explain why you're smashing and punching each other like civilized people? No one died today, right?"

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