Chapitre 418: 62.1 Public Opinion

I have no idea what I'm doing.

Well, I did, but I sure as hell wasn't confident in whatever half-baked plan my brain would ever come up with. While the logical part of me gave me some assurances in terms of probabilities and such, the pessimistic part of my brain would never stop nagging me about that one critical part that could end up causing a catastrophic failure. That was just the way my pragmatic brain worked, I guess; making me a nervous wreck most of the time when especially when complex mechanical stuff was involved. It probably would've helped if I didn't have some OCD to overthink at times, but that's just the way I work now.

And unfortunately, I was pretty fvcking stubborn in terms of refusing to change.

"So, are we all in agreement?"

"It would seem so," Mathilde nodded in her seat. "If Rouge deems it appropriate, then we shall endeavor with this arrangement."