Four years ago, the first tutorial group of the year.
"You're special, Calamity!" A beautiful, bob-haired handler said with a sweet smile. "You will do great things in the future."
The young Calamity looked up from a book and looked at her with his fiery gaze. "You think so?"
"I know so." She said with a beautiful smile and touched Calamity's short but beautiful red hair. "You can become the next king."
"I don't want to become a king." Calamity turned his gaze back to the book on his lap. "Sounds like a bother."
"Is it?" She asked with a giggle. "It sounds like a perfect job for me. I mean, you can do anything as you are the King, and everyone will know and worship you."
"Why would I need that?" Calamity asked. "As long as I have you, I am happy."
"Haha, you're so cute." She said with a giggle and kissed him on the cheek. "But I can be your queen. You just need that ambition."
"Mmh…" Calamity muttered under his breath and shook his head.
