I had given everyone pocket money and free time to celebrate their long-awaited Class Up.
As long as they have money, they should be able eat here.
Nevertheless, they shouldn’t be asking me for skewers from the food stall after they’ve eaten.
“Isn’t it okay~” (Kiel)
“Kiel-chan, stop speaking so selfishly.” (Raphtalia)
“Don’t add ‘chan’ to my name!” (Kiel)
It’s this dialogue again. How troubling.
“Hm? Who’s this kid?” (Kiel)
“Eeep…..” (Mole slave)