You entered your room in irritation, and that’s all. God, even an enemy wouldn’t mind arguing with Nickel. You collapsed on the bed and buried your face in the pillow, the devil called you to argue with him! Nickel also sat in his own, angry with you, why couldn’t you just agree with him? He's right (no). He lay down on the bed and looked at the ceiling, still thinking about it

"Agh... just idiot" His voice is full of anger and irritated