"Boss, you’re doing it again," Wolf grumbled, leaning against the doorframe. "There’s a massive riot brewing in the West District. They’re saying you’ve gone soft because you haven't left this room since yesterday."

"Quiet, Wolf," Staz hissed, pointing a lazy finger at the screen. "The protagonist is about to reveal his secret technique. It’s a classic trope. If I leave now, I lose the momentum."

"Don't be ridiculous," Staz said, already halfway out the door. "You’re more of a magical girl sub-only kind of guy anyway."