When Eve volunteered to go to the dungeon world, everyone else couldn't help but show their dumbfounded expression.
"You're going? You... are you reliable? I can't really say."
"Ah, you've finally caught an opportunity."
"Hmph—everyone knows what you're scheming! Those abacus beads of yours have jumped beyond the limit!"
"Shut up!" Eve's expression was resolute, her attitude firm that only she could do it, "Anyway, I'm taking on this important task this time! No one else is suitable! Who agrees? Who disagrees?"
"I disagree!" Rule Seven immediately stood up, "Who doesn't know you have a personal agenda? I don't think you'll perform your duty with seriousness, thus, I believe I'm the best choice to handle this matter!"
"...Huh?" Eve was instantly displeased.
However, before she could respond, the others voiced their dissatisfaction first.
"I don't know what the fuck you're arguing about, just hurry up and decide! I can't be bothered listening to your argument!"