âWhat the hell do you think youâre doing?!â
Twin Crescent Swordsâs shout echoed throughout the hall.
Crashâ!
The table he slammed split in half and toppled over.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Everyone turned to look at him, startled.
I was no exception.
Why the sudden tantrum?
His face was beet red, and anyone could tell he was seething with rage.
I stared at him in mild fascination before asking,
âWhatâs wrong with you?â
Ah.
I clapped a hand over my mouth.
What I intended to say and what actually came out got mixed up.
As a result, Twin Crescent Swordsâs expression twisted even further.
âStar King, what did you just say?â
âHaha⦠Sorry. That was a slip of the tongue.â
It was far too big a slip, though.
I awkwardly scratched my head and added,
âSo⦠whatâs your problem?â
â...â
At this point, it was better to just double down.
Twin Crescent Swordâs shoulders trembled as killing intent began to radiate from him.
ââ¦Do you seriously not know?â
âNope. Thatâs why Iâm asking. If I knew, why would I ask?â
Creak.
I stood up from my chair.
Now that I was standing, Twin Crescent Swords was slightly taller, but I had no trouble meeting his eyes.
âI already told youâif you donât like it, leave. So whatâs with the tantrum?â
Crackâ!
A loud crunch came from Twin Crescent Swordâs clenched fists.
Hey.
How⦠fine do I need to be?