“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”

Twin Crescent Swords’s shout echoed throughout the hall.

Crash—!

The table he slammed split in half and toppled over.

Everyone turned to look at him, startled.

I was no exception.

Why the sudden tantrum?

His face was beet red, and anyone could tell he was seething with rage.

I stared at him in mild fascination before asking,

“What’s wrong with you?”

Ah.

I clapped a hand over my mouth.

What I intended to say and what actually came out got mixed up.

As a result, Twin Crescent Swords’s expression twisted even further.