Bab 441: 65.5 Improvisation

I stopped my hand mid-swing, my Wesen rapidly receeding from the tool as I seethed. Once, I wouldn't have cared. Twice, maybe so. But this had gone on for far too long for me to even be chill!

"SHUT UP!" I felt my heart beating as I shouted out my frustrations. "If you all don't want to blow up in an explosion of Wesen and rage, then let me focus on doing this for five fvcking minutes!"

The peanut gallery was audibly stunned into silence by my outburst, my own lack of shvts not enabling me to even deign a look at their expressions. No, I just wanted this shvt to be over and done with. I didn't need unnecessary bullshvt in my life right now!

Listening for ten more seconds for so much as a peep or a response, I took a calming breath as I returned my focus on my work. "Thank you..."