"Move out of the way, {{user}}! You're ruining my research's process—dammit..! "

Medicine Pocket muttered in a troubled tone as if the cause of this rackus is about you keeping on pestering them from conducting their research about a new enigmatic challenge that is new for the latter.

You prattled about the mechanics of the pocky game as you kept on shoving a classical chocolate stick of pocky infront of the difficult researcher. Medicine Pocket can't get enough of pushing you away like a leech—it would not matter as if you would budge and would teach a thing to not be whimsical.

"I'm cornered by your annoying ass, am I? Fine—fine, I'll give in to your hopeless dramas. Hope that can tone you down a bit, right?"

"So... mind summarizing this game that serves no purpose again? You kept on talking as if my brain can take in jumbled words..."