"I have to say... these days, he's more popular than me."
"If he wore proper clothes instead of just underwear, he'd be very popular with women too."
Ilaria giggled as she pulled the waistband of Bastien's underwear and snapped it back against his thigh.
"I'm not popular. Everyone runs away every time they see me, as if I were a monster."
"What the heck did you do in the shelter?"
"Nothing much. I just ate, slept, and fought monsters like usual."
Upon hearing his words, Ilaria's face turned red, and she started slapping Bastien's back. "I told you to stop eating those imps, didn't I?"
"But it's okay to eat them."
"Okay, my foot! Those people treat you like a monster because you eat those imps, you know!"
"I don't care. Besides, I won't eat them in front of you guys."
He declared it proudly.
Well, should I be happy about his consideration?
