บท 45: His funeral

The oppressive, uncomfortable silence that had settled over the room like a heavy fog was finally shattered by the emergence of the enigmatic figure with azure-tinted hair. The room seemed to exhale as this blue-headed man gracefully rose from his seat, breaking the tension with a presence that demanded attention.

"Oh, right on time. We were actually in the midst of a delicate discussion about extending an invitation to someone to join our team. Strangely, each attempt to approach potential candidates was met with an odd indifference," the man confessed, his voice carrying a certain weight. "Where are my manners? Allow me to introduce myself. I am Zac, and this gentleman beside me is James. The lady adorned with fiery red hair is Jade, and last but certainly not least, Ella," Zac eloquently declared, punctuating each introduction with a pointed gesture.