Mr. Responsibility had recently become somewhat addicted to appearing in front of the cameras.
At first, he thought he would not develop any sort of "celebrity burden" simply because some weak humans were fawning over him.
They were only a bunch of... frail humans. They could not even break through a concrete wall.
As the strongest evolved being currently second only to Mr. A, he had no reason to let the cheers of a group of weak humans cause his brain to produce excess dopamine.
That was what he thought—at least, that was what he had thought before.
When he received the cheers and adulation of the people, when they frantically tried to approach him at close range and shake his hand, or obtain an autograph from him...
Even though he knew how to shut down the mechanism that secreted dopamine, at that moment, in that second, he hesitated for half a second before ultimately deciding to enjoy the cheers and the people's adoration.
The feeling was quite marvelous. They were clearly only a group of humans, yet the joy brought by their actions made even a super-strong being feel genuine delight from the bottom of his heart.
This was interesting! He was not actually addicted to it. He simply wanted to experience more of this sort of thing and figure out exactly what was causing it.
Speaking of which, there was another amusing incident. Although he had prepared from the beginning to interact with the public, when he faced them for the first time...
When those people surged toward him like a tidal wave, he had nearly gone on a killing spree!
But when the adoration in their eyes unreservedly emerged, he realized that he had been too sensitive.
Just like at this very moment, when a girl who