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‘You’re too late, man.’
“Haa… Heuk…” I groaned.
‘Shit, you scared me. You scared me a lot.’
“You piece of trash,” Gen said.
“AAAAAH!” the short-tempered man screamed.
I trembled at the sweet melody. The man's scream was several times louder than my scream. Gen was in the middle of treating the short-tempered man’s anger management issues in a not-so-gentle way.
However, it was basically a miracle from the goddess.
‘It’s the Goddess Benigoa’s miracle. But it really hurts...’
“Ahh! Gaaaaaaah!” the short-tempered man screamed.
‘Nice tune.’
“Gah! Aaaack!”
‘Nice!’
“Ah…!”
‘Yes!’
Gen frowned, and his fist trembled as he bit his lips. Blood started dripping down his fist, and I was proud of that fist because the blood on it had come from the short-tempered man. It was a lovely fist.
Honestly, Gen didn’t look happy. He seemed to be having mixed emotions and one word wasn’t enough to describe how he looked. He was probably thinking that he needed to hold it in because he couldn't attract any attention right now.
However, how could he hold it in when I was dying?
How could...
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