The Guild Wars 1

Back to the present.

Ren, who was alone in the HQ, felt like his ears were bleeding from Alice's incessant chatter. He logged in early, planning to watch the Guild Wars, but he somewhat regretted it. If only he had come a little later, the duration of his listening to the ghost's nonstop self-chatting would also be less.

"Summer is the season of love! 'Tis the burning of a young man's bare body! 'Tis the sun's mischief! 'Tis the quivering of asphalt, a heat haze mirage!"

"Alice, summer is long over," said Ren in a bored tone.

But it seemed like Alice didn't hear anything and didn't stop, using the broom in her hand as her mic as she danced and twirled in the air.

"A boy and a girl bare their hearts to each other and are invited to take the next step in a male-female relationship. The curtain comes up on a summer vacation like that!"

Ren took a giant puff of breath and let it out in one long blast. "It's winter, though."