Chapter 13 - 13
The battle ended and Hiiro reverted the length of his sword by writing "original" on it. At any rate, the sharpness of the piercing could only be called first-rate. It easily went through the opponent like a hot knife through butter.
(Nothing less from a sword specializing in piercing)
"Y- You… what did you do?"
"Shouldn't you be worrying about the shorty instead?"
He had no intention to explain it, so he quickly changed the topic. Then Arnold quickly shouted Muir's name. She slowly appeared from a behind a rock, where she had been hiding.
"A- Are you hurt?"
"N- No."
"G- Good~"
As he was relieved from the bottom of his heart, he sunk down on the ground. After a glance at him, Hiiro sheathed his sword. At that moment, his stomach growled and he headed towards Arnold.
"Hey, old man. Keep your promise."
"……What are you talking about?"
"Oho…"
Hiiro drew his sword from the sheath a bit with a clink.
"J- Just kidding! Put that away!"
The man shouted in a panic. Hiiro sighed in a bad mood.
"Just give me that addicting meat. My stomach is totally empty."
"……..Hah. Sorry, Muir. I never imagined we would eat it here…"
He dropped his shoulders with a boo-hoo-hoo, but Muir shook her head shortly.
"N- No. He helped us after all. B- Besides, food tastes better with more people."
"Uohhh! What a good child you are, Muir!"
He embraced Muir while shouting emotionally. Normally this would be a heart-warming scene, but Hiiro said while pressing onto his stomach.