C1218 Coward

I didn't bother to listen to him. I got up and went upstairs to my room.

The next day, at breakfast, Geraldo returned to his noble and elegant appearance, sitting quietly at the dining table like a noble prince, except that the wounds on his face and mouth confirmed what he had done last night.

Just as he said, I only treated him as transparent, so even if I sat at the same table as him