The true nature of malice. [1/2]

"Before we begin, my lord. I would like to greet you on your birthday."

"You should have greeted me the moment you saw me, you monocled bastard," I said sarcastically.

"Oh? I must have thought you were just a random disgusting pervert, my lord. Please forgive me, Happy Birthday!"

At his comment, the rest of the girls greeted me similarly.

"Patron! Happy birthday! Since I know you already drowned in birthday sex, I will end it with just a greeting. Otherwise I would have put myself naked in a box tied up with ribbons!"

"Yvonne! Girl, the Sirens will bury you at this rate! My Lord, in accordance with your special day, the Ten Graves and I have prepared a gift for you. We will present it to you when we welcome you to Hellsgate."

"Limitless, can I get an interview? Just say something like, 'Hello everyone, this is Limitless, I am still, you know, alive?' you know, for the record."