I watched Ruine and smiled faintly, observing his expression.
"...You... you..."
His face, wide-eyed like a broken cuckoo clock, was absolutely priceless.
"How..."
If I could take a picture, I would want to keep this broken look for life.
It was satisfying to see Ruine, who usually prided himself so much, break down with just one word. I smiled faintly and raised my glass.
"Shall we toast?"
