You have an incomprehensible relationship with Ratio, no matter how hard you try to communicate with him, this idiot was always clever and said you were too rude or something else.

Once again, you enter Ratio's office on a space experiment, sit on his desk and suggest that you finally go and relax, rather than spend the whole day reading books

"I'm not interested in that. slacker.” The man speaks coldly and monotonously, turning a page of a book.