"Haiii. It's so hot. Someone turn on the AC."
"No, please. It's too cold."
"And I'm telling you it's hot!"
"…No, I will really die if you make it any colder than this. This is just right."
A war had broken out in the small office. Despite being smaller than the main guild, the branch guild was still large enough to accommodate everyone. Not only that, but the selected squads for the World Congress each received their own office room.
While it was smaller than the one in Malovia, the members of Seth's Squad were still satisfied.
That was until a problem arose.
"What the fuck do you mean you'll die? Are you that weak?"
"I am. I... really am."
"Ah, you fucking..."
Nora stopped herself, covering her face while mumbling, 'Why am I even wasting my energy and time with her? She's obviously mentally impaired.'
"Hey..."
Mia frowned, feeling the urge to retort, but held herself back when she noticed Nora's glare.
In the end, she could only force out a weak reply.
