"It works every ti. Trust , I'd know."
The mont I said that, Azell's eyes widened and got out of focus; he seed to be having a PTSD episode.
Ah, right, I once sacrificed so of my life force to save Noelle's, the stage 7 clinger, life.
Maybe I really am suffering from short term mory loss.
[Or are you automatically deleting my mories to free up space?]
⟦As you did not ask for it, that function has not been activated,⟧ the mory System replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
[I wouldn't be surprised if you switched it on by yourself just to prank .]
⟦Thankfully, I'm not into the perverse hobby of ntally destroying others by doing so truly awful things to them in the na of an epic prank.]
[Woah, calm down.]
Damn, the mory System sure is sassy today. Is it suffering from constipation or what?
Lecia blinked as she raised her eyebrows, "Well, what if even that is not enough?"
"Then I'll ki- I'll patiently wait for the New Dawn Guild to co and save like any normal person would."
I almost made another suicide joke. Gotta rember that this is not the internet but real life, where jokes about killing yourself are usually frowned upon.
Imagine your co-worker asked you on a Friday evening, 'Hey mate, you ready for this week to be over?', and you jokingly replied, 'I'm ready for this life to be over, haha', and the next thing you know, that co-worker has reported you to HR for being a danger to your own life.
That would be a yikes from , and also sothing that I don't want to go through again.
On a side note, the HR head asked to get evaluated by a psychologist. Being the corporate slave I was, I complied and went to a therapist the next day.
We ended up hitting it off and beca good friends. She also told that I was beyond any help, but that's beside the point.
"Ha!" Lecia exclaid. "See? Even you would end up depending on the Guild to save you! You no longer have the right to scold !"
Wut.
"I'm honestly impressed, Lecia," I did a slow clap. "You say shit like this, then unironically wonder why I am an to you and call you a dumbass. Not everyone can achieve such a feat. You should be proud of yourself."
"T-that was just a joke!"
"Oh. Ha. Ha. You. Got. . Good."
"…"
Get fucked, big gurl. Well, small gurl, to be more precise.
Also, I'm using that phrase taphorically; I do not want her to literally be fucked because, you know, she is still a minor.
Well, I an she can be fucked if she wants to because who am I to control her sex life, but only after she reaches the legal age.
…
I'm making this weird. Let's just move on like I moved on after pranking Lecia onto loving her potential older brother I an what, I did nothing of that sort I'm just a good lad.
Wow.
Looks like I'm more tired than I thought. Ti to kick these fuckers out, take a 20 minutes power nap and end up sleeping like the guy who overdosed on heroin.
"Anyway, like I was saying, the training part can be handled by Azell. As for therapy, can I leave it to you, Neia?"
It's about ti this Dragon did sothing actually useful.
Also, I hope that working with Lecia will help her curb her desire to beat the shit out of crippled children.
Or maybe she'll end up whooping Lecia's ass, which would be amusing in its own way.
Either way is fine by .
"Why does it look like you're thinking sothing rude?" The Dostic Dragon's eyes narrowed.
" and thinking sothing rude? Pfft. It's just your imagination."
I'm the purest, kindest soul out there; there's no way in hell I could be rude to anyone.
In fact, discourtesy and I are age old nesis.
"Also, if it's therapy we are talking about, shouldn't we leave it to a professional?" Neia smiled as she looked at . "If I rember correctly, your therapy sessions are currently 99% off, right?"
Well, well, well, to think my own words would co back to bite in the ass.
"Samur and therapy?" Lecia muttered under her breath, then shivered.
"As unfortunate as it is, my therapy sessions are available only for people 18 and above."
I an, who the fuck would want to treat a stupid child or an angsty teen?
Having to sit down and listen to a 7-year-old go on and on about how depressed he is because his father IP banned hentai websites on his tablet sounds like the stuff of nightmares.
"Why the discrimination?" Neia asked.
"I don't feel I'm qualified to take care of children and teenagers. I'm still too young."
"But adults are fine?" She raised her eyebrows.
"I can treat adults because they are usually mature. It's easier to guide them."
"But don't you think that children would be easier to… manipulate?"
Wut.
"What do you an 'manipulate'? You think we therapists manipulate our patients? Jesus fucking Christ, I wish I had died before hearing sothing like this. Look, we guide our patients, okay? We help them resolve their problems."
Let's have so fun.
"Uh, I-"
"For example, if soone is suffering because he lost a loved one, we help them in coming to terms with their situation, and guide them on how they can manage their grief. There is absolutely no manipulation involved. I an, how would I even manipulate such a patient? By making him believe that the person he loved was a piece of shit who deserved to die so they should be happy instead? What the actual fuck, Neia."
Hot damn, I'm disgusted beyond words.
"I didn't an it that way."
"Just shut the fuck up. You should be ashad of yourself. Go stand in that corner and think about what you just said."
"Hey, at least listen to !" Neia seed to panic. "I actually wanted to say 'guide', okay, but for so monts I forgot that word and ended up using 'manipulate'. It's not what you think it is."
"Right."
Does she think she can fool , the professional liar?
Ha! You are trillions and trillions of years too early, Neia.
"Please believe !"
"And why would I believe you? I'm just a manipulative bastard, am I not? I cannot trust anyone. I only know how to manipulate people."
"Just stop, okay? I was wrong-"
"Look, Neia, I'm not interested in your pathetic apology. Just get the fuck out of this room."
"But-"
"Out."
"Hey-"
"Wasn't I a manipulative bastard? I doubt you want to stay anywhere near soone who manipulates people, so I suggest you leave."
Alright, I guess this is enough. Any more and she'll probably whoop my ass.
"…But you are a manipulative bastard…" Neia quietly muttered under her breath.
Not quietly enough, however, because I heard it.
"Hmm? Did you say sothing?"
Let's play innocent.
"I said, but you are a manipulative bastard!"
Wut?
"Wut?"
"Even with Lecia, you!"
Oh, shit.
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