Mer frowned in concentration, “Now then, let’s see… Oh, that’s right. Wasn’t there an example on the first day you arrived here, Sir Eugene? You looked at the recorded image of Hamel upstairs and then said—”

Eugene quickly interrupted her, “I don’t think I can remember that happening.”

“That’s fine because I can remember everything clearly,” Mer cruelly assured him. “You looked up at Hamel’s face and said that he had a charm like that of an untamable beast. Were you serious when you said that?”

Eugene couldn’t say anything in response, “....”

Mer asked, “Didn’t you feel even a tiny bit embarrassed saying that? How could you point at your own face and such a ridiculous thing?”

“What’s wrong with that? I didn’t feel even an ounce of shame when saying those words,” Eugene stubbornly insisted. “Hamel had—I mean, in my previous life, I had a face with its own certain charm about it.”

“Blegh…,” Mer covered her mouth as if about to vomit and shook her head vigorously. “Even though you’ve been reincarnated with a face like...