Chapitre 112: Mad dog

 Suddenly I wanted to beat her to death.

Am I not giving her enough face by looking at her? Is she even aware of the amount of energy and time I waste by talking to someone so useless?

Luckily... luckily I have perfected the art of indifference. Since doing that, I look rather tolerant while she looks like a mad dog.

"Where is he?"

I raised a brow, feigning ignorance. By all that is holy, would she just let it rest already!

Impatiently, she shouted this time. I wanted to drink tea suddenly and laugh at her in ridicule while doing it.

I sighed really depressed that I couldn't. "Everyone knows I am a person who has an extremely small circle. I sit here all day moving when I have to and even then I stay alone. If I actually know the name of someone outside of that circle furthermore the 'he' you are referring to."