Traitor

After work, I came back to my studio apartment.

I immediately pulled a beer from the small one-person fridge and took a big gulp.

“Puhhaa—!”

The tight feeling in my chest eased a little. Though the fundamental problem still hadn’t changed.

The reason I was worrying was, naturally, the orc gym trainer who had come by today.

It was because of Maramdesh Eloak.

Someone who's good in bed.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized this was a truly ridiculous problem.

'What am I even supposed to do about this?'

For now, I’d listed a few people with similar mindsets...