It's really impressive of them to raise such a ruckus from early in the morning until noon! It's such a cold day, and it's snowing. Aren't they bothered by the cold? Thought Hilda to herself.

It was already noon, and the reporters had left for lunch, but the Damiens still refused to leave. They kneeled on the floor and warmed their hands with their breaths while shivering, whereas Sahara and Salem had returned to their van to have lunch.

Hilda uttered, "It's okay. Just let them make trouble while we have lunch first. I shall treat everyone to lunch today."

They had to eat their fill to have the strength...