Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jenson looked at Tempest. Tempest's open and candid personality regarding who he loved and hated made Jenson feel a deep reverence for him.

"You deserve better than this, Tempest," said Jenson.

"There must be a girl who'll love you in this world. She'll be able to perceive your emotions in a considerate manner and will do everything possible to make you happy." Tempest smiled and said, "Then what's the purpose of my life?"

Tempest was an indomitable man himself, so he would abandon himself for another.

Jenson smiled lightly. Tempest was indeed someone he truly admired.

The next day.

Finn finally woke up from his drunken stupor and had a splitting headache. He splashed his face with cold water and drank a carton of milk before lying on the sofa again.

It seemed like his life would go on this muddled-headedly forever. He had run out of hope.

However, he seemed to feel different from the usual days of despair today. It was bizarre yet pleasant.

he could not seem to figure out what

on the door and

opened the door, walked toward Finn, and looked down at him condescendingly. He mocked, "When are you planning to give up

in low

seems you can't even remember what he said to you. If that's

shaggy-looking face and asked dejectedly, "What

wondered whether the

Tempest kindly reminded him, "Then go ahead and

"Does the mission require me to

go and fetch a young and beautiful

not a need

fooling him by saying, "Jens thinks that the two of you are suitable for each other,

need a girl. I won't need one for the

on the sofa and said to Tempest, "You should go and do this mission

tell her that her Brother Finn is

up straight, and there were rays of light in his eyes that displayed his astonishment.