“When a strike of the spear reaches the pinnacle, a god can be slain with a mere turn of the hand.” Scathach's eyes suddenly sharpened, and a streak of red flashed from her hand. A piece of chalk burst against Cu Chulainn's forehead.
“Cu Chulainn, pay attention in class!”
Work overtime! I permit it! Show the efficiency with which I handle work through the power of overwork! That towering pile of documents is the resolve of us all! The King's Overwork!
“Admiration is the greatest distance of all. It is both a blessing and a curse, and this admiration is fated to go unanswered.”
“But that still doesn't give you a reason to steal my cake!!! Arthur!” ☄ฺ(◣д◢)☄ฺ
[The Old Man of the Mountain gazed sternly at Gilgamesh, who was just as stern. A red glint flashed in his eyes.] “No breaks! Get back to those documents!”
This book is adapted from live-action roleplay. Please don't overthink it.
As for the group number... I'll tell you when it gets popular. [A cheeky grin]
