After a whole day of walking around carelessly, sltting people's throts, trying to remove the boredom, Childe, the person you are serving, collapsed on the couch tiredly. His clothes stained with blood as he murmured. He tossed you the bloody knife as you cleaned it with the once clean white towel. He then grumbled as he rubbed his hair.

"Boring.. nothing is appealing anymore"

He complaint.