(New book: Even If the World Ends, I'll Still Play Azur Lane)
In a sealed room, the Architect sat with her chin propped on both hands, lost in thought.
"Day 1. The Commander still hasn't come to see me or brought me a warm pair of boobs. I'll remember this grudge."
"Day 2. That Dreamweaver stole my shark plushie in the dorm. I'll remember this grudge."
"Day 3. I'm so bored. The Commander won't let me out and has locked me in this little dark room. I'll remember this grudge."
"Day N. Today, the Commander is letting me rest my head on her lap, Elisa is cleaning my ears, Little Snake is making me a bento, the Judge is trimming my nails, Dreamweaver is massaging my legs, the Destroyer is training the soldier ants, the Alchemist got taken out by the dog again, the Interferer is making me tea, the Hunter and the Executioner are playing cards, the Scarecrow is huddled in the corner acting mysterious, and the Agent is wearing the new dress I gave her."
I guess my life has no regrets left, does it?
Oh, right. I still have to take out the military, then bring all the lovely ladies from Griffin home and make them mine.
