A year later...

　　"Is this how you do your job?! By being such a fucking clumsy?! Do you think I can tolerate this problem you created?! You are fucking fired!"

　　I flinched as I saw in my peripheral vision how Sir Sebastian flounced the telephone. I focused my eyes on the monitor and didn't even take a glance at him. I had to admit that every time Sir Sebastian was being like this, it made my whole system stop thinking rationally and made my nervous system go rampant.

　　"Cejay."

　　"Yes, sir?" I answered in an instant and left my attention from the monitor so I could spare a glance at...