---Paul's Point of View---
I was drinking in a bar.
Since it's almost night the number of customers started to increase.
In reverse the number of group members have decreased.
In the middle of the bar I was sitting at one table, intent on continuing to drink endlessly.
I'm sure my displeasure is hanging in the atmosphere
No one is approaching me.
"Yo, I was looking for you?"
And just as I was thinking a voice called out to me.
After I raised my face a monkey faced man was there with the ends of his mouth raised.
This is the first time in a year since I last saw this face.
"Gisu? You bastard... Where do you think you've been."
"Ohhh, what's this what's this, you're just as displeased as always."
"Obviously."
I clicked my lips together with a bit of a cheh, and then touched the side of my face.
The pain still remains.
The place where I was hit by Rudeus.
I was putting up a strong front, but it probably would have been a good idea to get healing cast after all.
Shit, Rudeus you bastard.
What do you mean [If you have my magic then the Magic Continent is no problem.]
If you have that much room for leisure, then you should have enough to search for people.
On the contrary, you just kept on intending to tell me about eating the meat from Great Land Turtles.
What do you mean by [If I hadn't thought of the idea of creating a pot with earth magic, then there's no way I could have continued eating that crappy tasting meat for another year.]
If you have the time to search for ingredients then there's something else you should have been doing, right.
Shit.
In the end you even suspected me of cheating?
Stop screwing around with me.
Since the teleport incident happened I haven't even once thought about a woman.
I haven't done anything about myself and put it on the shelf, and then you're the one blaming me?
Don't screw with me.
What do you mean you didn't know.
If you had properly investigated while on the Magic Continent, by this time you could have met with either Zenith or Lilia.
Don't screw around with me...