"Everybody listen to me!"
"From now on, we will give you a Fallen nap for 4 hours daily. Cacao is responsible for organizing this work and the daily cutting order. I recommend that you see him as a member of the Raiders party. Otherwise, you will be without our unlimited assistance!"
The bubbling crowd started humming like a pressure cooker after my announcement. Sinners didn't seem to be able to relax without removing all the gas that had accumulated inside them.
"Is it okay now? Friend?"
The man, whose snow-white eyelashes fluttered in surprise, stared at me with eyes filled with disbelief while I was experiencing déjà vu. Before I died, people a little older than me often got stuck in the face of my actions, and Cacao was busy struggling under the responsibility that I had suddenly placed on him.
Rimel, will you throw the party for me again?