"You don't need to rest, but I do!"
Bola shouted hoarsely. Perhaps out of sheer frustration, he yanked off the nightcap from his head and threw it forcefully onto the ground.
"It's just starting work a few hours early, is that a problem?"
Seeing Bola's extremely agitated mood, Lorenzo realized for the first time that this guy actually had a case of morning grumpiness.
"A few hours early? I just got off work at midnight, and I've only slept for a few hours!"
Bola couldn't help but roar. As tensions between Gaulunaro and Ingwig increased, the Purification Mechanism was busy under this oppressive atmosphere, tightening control over the Lower City District, strictly inspecting every foreigner sneaking in. Bola had been working overtime for several days because of this.
