No matter how much I considered everyone around me as "my friends," the thoughts of these "friends" were naturally different from one another. Even if they seemed close on the surface, sharing jokes and conversations when I was around, they would often fall silent the moment I left the scene.@@novelbin@@


    It wasn’t because they had bad rtionships with one another, but because their connections had been forged through me. What they knew about each other came solely from what they had learned through me. In such cases, people instinctively be cautious about their words, avoiding unnecessary conflicts that could strain their rtionships with me.


    This kind of awkwardness wouldn’t disappear until they genuinely considered themselves friends without my mediation.


    Of course, not every situation was like this.


    "Why were you following the princess?"


    "I told you, I wasn’t following her."


    Sometimes, people could dislike each other for no apparent reason, or misunderstandings could sour a rtionship from the start.


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