In front of the expensive mercury mirror, Liborole adjusted his appearance, combing his hair into a representative form in the dazzling morning sunlight.
At the open doorway, a sudden knocking was heard.
Liborole turned his head and saw Rangbang in a worn-out suit, looking at his own bright and neat self with a complex expression.
"Why are you standing there? Sit anywhere, I'll be ready soon," Liborole said to Rangbang as he had in the past.
"Was it you who initiated the petition to the Advisory Council?"
"Yes!"
"Are you the one attending the public vote today and acting as the spokesperson?"
"Yes."
"Do you know what the petition specifically entails?"
"...Yes."
Rangbang gripped the door frame tightly, "You're the one who told me what constitutionalism and freedom are. Why did you give up?"
"I didn't give up on constitutionalism; constitutionalism gave up on me."
