Chapter 12: Conceited

Looking around once more I noticed that Alfeo had been flirting with another server and therefore wasn’t looking at me. I had hoped to borrow his power to get out of this situation without making a scene but even if it meant that I have to I would do that.

I wasn’t a person who would keep quiet with someone else doing any kind of injustice to me.

Glaring at the man in front of me I grabbed his hand and before i could realize what I had been doing as if it had been muscle memory or more an act of defense but a small crack could be heard as I unconsciously twisted the politician’s hand to the side.

I didn’t even know I had this much power to actually be able to do so.

His hold at once became loose on my hand and letting him go I watched as he silently tried to tend to his wound that he couldn’t shout out about in fear of making himself look pathetic and less manly.

“You are going to regret this,” he bit out his words, face still slightly red from the pain that he tried to bear the pain