GE's eyes were fixed on the pile of papers in front of him. He was basically glaring daggers on them. He groaned and buried his face in his hands. For days he heard complains. Not even from the common people. No. His own guards DARED to show weakness in front of him with slacking off and asking for a break. And even now, 2 days later, German Empire still couldn't believe their audacity.

"Why is everyone here so incompetent, I wonder. You would think that doing your work shouldn't be too hard."

He said to himself and began to work again, letting out his frustration on his pen by gripping it a bit too firmly. He had never been a emotional person but 'annoyance' was definitely the most prominent one in his everyday life.