Let’s think.

“Let go.”

“I’m holding it.”

“Then grab onto it.”

“Yes.”

What kind of situation is this?

The guy who was supposed to go home is petrified with fear.

The lady is getting angry.

Hmm…

It seemed like things had gone awry while I was briefly away.

I cautiously asked the lady staring at Ruin with cold eyes, “What happened?”

I was quite curious about what he had done to make that prideful guy unable to keep his cool. I knew that Ruin made the lady uncomfortable, but …