Word Number：251 Author：HLMBEST Translator： Release Time：2026-04-09

　　-By Freyr-　　I am Freyr, from Copenhagen, Denmark. I currently work at St. Knute's Church, the exact location where Hans Christian Andersen was baptized. I absolutely despise fairy tales and actively yearn for an isolated, solitary life where I am the sole human being left on the planet. Perhaps it's precisely because I'm so violently accustomed to being bullied by the degenerates around me.　　Actually, I could never logically deduce why I was so frequently targeted. Was it simply a byproduct of possessing a genuinely good temper? Perhaps so—who wouldn't instinctively select the most accommodating person in the room to bully? As long as their transgressions didn't cross a critical threshold, the absolute most I would retaliate with was a couple of sternly worded sentences to their faces. If it was particularly egregious, it honestly didn't bother me that much either—at worst, I'd simply curse them out with a heavier vocabulary of swear words. It suddenly dawned on me: did I consistently offer them too much slack, to the point where they organically concluded that I physically lacked the capacity to get angry? Perhaps. Formulating a definitive conclusion on such a psychological metric would require orchestrating a controlled test, and I am an individual who fundamentally abhors unnecessary trouble. If I possessed even a fraction more diligence, I wouldn't be clutching a graduation diploma from the University of Copenhagen while clocking in as a glorified church gatekeeper.　　That Sunday, I was running my standard patrol circuit near the c