Master of Epiland

Avoiding thugs eyeing his back and an evil employer, he hadn't been able to find a job for over a week. Finally, the moment he picked a noblewoman's pocket and got his hands on a wallet, “A stray cat, I see.” His wrist was seized by the master of Epilland. [Preview] “Do you think I won't run away just because that guy is here?” Despite the provocative retort, the man merely wore an elegant smile. “I'm curious to see how that goes. Shall we try it?” “…….” What an arrogant bastard. He definitely meant it. As I pouted and flicked the sorted-out beans off the plate, the man's gaze landed on me. I racked my brain, intending to make him lose interest even more if he brought up table manner...