"How many points do I deserve, LOG?"
[...]
No answer came.
Young Aether waited for several seconds before sighing in disappointment.
^Points? What are you talking about? And, for your information, it's RIN.^
RIN's voice finally appeared inside his mind, carrying obvious confusion as she questioned why he had suddenly started talking to her.
Young Aether smirked.
"I don't know~"
He casually shrugged before inserting the key into the door.
^What do you mean you don't know? You suddenly started talking about points, and now you're pretending you don't understand the question?^
RIN continued questioning him relentlessly, sounding suspiciously similar to a wife who had just discovered something questionable on her husband's phone.
Young Aether simply opened the door and let every single word pass through one ear before escaping through the other.
He had learned long ago that sometimes the safest way to survive RIN's questions was simply to pretend he hadn't heard them.
