you're like a kid stretched out on bed König complaining about life," and that idiot Ghost starts telling me again that I'm too weak, I need to work more, that I'm stupid, I don't understand anything. He even said I was a fucking soldering iron! What does that even mean?! Nonsense!" You waved your hands while König stood and looked at you, asking without further ado: "Do you want me to tell him to be a little softer, huh?" It looks like he didn't understand the meaning of your complaints