Honma Noriko clenched her fist.
The silk gloves almost emitted a slight tearing sound as she increased her grip. She really wanted to curse them out! But she couldn't lose composure in front of the swine.
This group of pigs... In peacetime, they can still take advantage of their fortunes, relying on inherited wealth to flaunt their power, yet when faced with critical times, they are helpless. So much experience, so many lessons, and the best they can manage is eating and sleeping, appearing no different from a herd of pigs.
The only intelligent being in this room was Honma Noriko herself, or so she thought.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Seeing that Honma Noriko did not explode, the room began to bustle and clamour again.
People whispered to each other, and the corridor outside was even noisier. They frantically exchanged opinions, contemplating what to do next.
