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After dinner, Smithen walked over with a limp. However, as soon as he saw Kang Chan’s sharp gaze, he straightened up and walked properly, bewildering the watching soldiers.
“Daye is injured too. Is this really okay?” Éiric asked.
“They probably considered that when assigning the mission, don’t you think?” Kang Chan replied as Mazani muttered something in Arabic.
“Bricks! Make sure you stay behind me,” Kang Chan ordered.
“Oui,” Bricks answered.
Being an American, he often chatted with Dayeru in broken English.
“Bricks. Coffee, okay?”
Thanks to Dayeru, ‘English’ had become a real pain in Africa.
“Okay? It’s not okay! Didn’t I tell you not to make him fetch coffee?” Kang Chan scolded Dayeru, but Bricks just got up with a smile.
Somehow, ever since Dayeru, Bricks, and Gérard joined, Éiric and Mazani also started hanging around more. Even Montechelle showed up frequently, making Kang Chan’s table more crowded than usual.
Bricks returned with a large tray carrying enough coffee for everyone, and they sat around smoking and laughing. This was the kind of scene that Kang Chan had always tried to avoid. After all, it was always painful to get close to someone only to see them return as a bloodied corpse.
Dayeru scalded himself while gulping down his coffee, causing him to twist in discomfort.
“Agh! Hot!”
Kang Chan burst into another...
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