"I'm glad you found it amusing, and consider it a return gift for the gift you gave me. I didn't really like your last gift, you know? I don't like pieces of flesh and blood. I'm not a vegetarian, but seeing flesh and blood makes me feel a little nauseous..."

"...Oh dear, really, I only gave you this scrap of meat out of kindness, since it's quite rare here... My lab budget has been cut again. I don't know why, they seem to prefer those who don't produce any results..."

The other side's world seems to have some differences between monarchy and deity, but cutting funding for experiments and openly favoring the other side is a simple expedient, isn't it?

Even the simplest textbooks teach it.

"I think we should just take it easy. I just find it a bit strange. According to what you said, overt favoritism shouldn't be like this. If there really is favoritism, it should at least be done secretly, or at least make everyone feel that there is favoritism..."

"Who knows? Anyway, I hate that guy, I really hate all of them, it's so funny... I have to work even harder lately, they need me to produce some results, and someone wants to impeach me again, it's so annoying, can't they just let me do my research in peace?!"

"Please calm down, my friend. I know this has caused you a lot of trouble, and I can't give you the funds or anything, but if you need any materials, I can help if I can get them... although it may not be much, but I will do my best."

It's a bit like someone whose emotions can't keep up with their knowledge. I mean, they've grown up too quickly. They're the high achievers, the geniuses, but they haven't truly matured emotionally. This manifests as being somewhat willful, acting on impulse, and being unable to understand what others are saying...

That's not a good way to put it, so I didn't voice any accusations.

“Sigh, those idiots, I really don’t want to talk to them anymore. They don’t understand any of this… Nothing is easy to get. I need some old branches from the ley lines, a bit of black soil… preferably pure white, clean, and thriving branches.”

"I don't know what the black soil you mentioned is, but don't worry about the branches. I have some, though not as many, but I guarantee it's full of vitality."

Sometimes the hair of the gods grows long, and the cut hair will turn into branches after a period of time. This honor is given by Norinshi, so a lot of hair is left behind. In fact, this is another way for the gods to help themselves, which is of course understandable.

"You really can get a lot? It seems your connections are wider than I thought. I need far too much, and they can't give me that much... My funding is completely insufficient and has been declining. I really don't understand why they're doing this. Can't they let me focus on my research? Can't they let me produce more results in peace?!"

"I need to prepare the teleportation array. I'll give you the things tomorrow. I'll sort things out today. Oh, by the way, goodnight, my friend, it's getting late."

"Alright, alright, I got it. You really do decide who gets to rest today based on the brightness of the sky..."

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