"Fujiwara," Hoshimi Rinko warned in a low voice, "please take back that lecherous gaze."
"So boring..." Fujiwara Reya sighed.
"If you're bored, why did you come here!" Hoshimi Rinko glanced sideways at him, "Besides, it's not that your life is boring, it's that you're chasing a boring life."
Thinking about this, Fujiwara Reya entered a sage-like state.
"Maybe as you said, it's not that my life is boring, but I'm pursuing a boring life. People want to escape boredom, but I want to delve into it, like driving a train backward on the tracks. So, I deserve to complain when life gets boring, just like the level of complaining when your wife runs away."
"...? "
Hoshimi Rinko took a long time to understand this sentence, slightly tilting her head to look at him, with an expression that seemed to say, "Is your brain just there to add weight?"
"Also, I just remembered something!" Fujiwara Reya continued, "Even gods would retreat in the face of boredom!"
