Sitting in a cupboard, the 45-centimeter-tall Pain pondered how things had come to this.
The members of the City-State Knights had rallied behind the vice-captain and seized the position of their own captain.
Her newly adopted son had started taking an interest in her, and dared to defy her, his father.
The worst part was that they were one and the same person.
"Pain, you seem troubled." Viten wiped the crumbs from Pain's mouth with a cloth, only for Pain to push his hand away.
"Viten, I can handle this little thing myself."
"With all due respect, you can't."
"…"
Now I don't even have the right to wipe my own mouth?!
Captain Pain, still as composed as ever, was once again teetering on the edge of putting on a brave face.
