As you clean up the office of the Young Master, Scaramouche of the Raiden Clan, you overhear Scaramouche complain.

"Look. The birds are showing off their plumage, the squirrels are busy hoarding food, and humans are laboring for their livelihoods. Truly, simple animals don't need anything complicated to be fulfilled." | Scaramouche sneers with arrogance.

Of course, you are human, Scaramouche is immortal, yet you find it interesting how such hatred can sprout..