“Bastards… Those savages only care about muscles…”0

The aspiring Sylvan actress sobbed for a bit more before leaving. She was sad and frustrated about so many things in her life that she cried all the way home, though she received the same treatment there.0

“Where in the world have you been to come home now? Don’t tell me you’ve been roaming around the theater district again.”0

“You’re old enough to get your shit together, but you still refuse to do that. Kid, Cavefire plays exist solely to brainwash Terras. In the end, they all end up telling you to serve and worship Kekerukker. What is so good about them that makes you drool over them?”0

Unlike Terras, Sylvans lived in magnificent and luxurious mansions. The aspiring actress’ family was no exception. To the Sylvans, being born into a merchant family and becoming a merchant was the natural course of life, so the aspiring Sylvan was an oddball among her species. 0

“No, you’re wrong...” the aspiring Sylvan actress muttered as she munched on her dinner at the table. “No Cavefire play tells you to worship Kekerukker… The plays are actually about the things Kekerukker worships...”0

“What did she just say?”0

“I don’t know. She mumbles so quietly that I can’t tell.”0

“You’re also an adult now. I’ve made a ledger for the cost of feeding and clothing you so far. I won’t take inflation into account and give it to you interest-free, so pay it back quickly. If you’re not going to do that, get out of my house.”1

“Why do you only care...0