Stray

“Cause and effect, fast.” Seeing the warrior getting closer and closer, the two of them moved away from their roommates. Oliver lowered his voice and speeded up his speech.

“He did something to Hayden, my roommate. It was pretty rude,” Nemo said quickly. “I grabbed his wrist and asked him to apologize. Hayden asked me to go with him so I can’t turn a blind eye.”

“Understood,” Oliver said calmly. “What do I need to do?”

“To prevent him from making trouble again, I acted a little grumpy. He also mentioned you— In his eyes, you are a guy who’s only good quality is your face, and now you also have one more skill that isn’t very good.”

Oliver raised his eyebrows.

“The circumstances was… special,” Nemo said with a flat face. “He brought it up first, so I just blurted it out…”

“I— Ahem, understand. It seems that you weren’t grumpy enough. He doesn’t seem like he’ll let it go. I probably can guess what happened.” Oliver stretched out his hand and rubbed Nemo’s hair, his tone became more meaningful. “As for the topic of ‘technique’, we’ll continue that later.”

After that, he lowered his gaze and adjusted his breathing. He moved his shoulders slightly, and when Oliver raised his head again, Nemo found that his lover had become a bit strange. The usual calmness and gentleness on Oliver’s face disappeared in an instant, and the newly emerging tension was mixed with a little confusion, as if he was holding on to his last bit of dignity.

Nemo was no stranger to such expression. When the shopkeepers in Roadside Town faced the tax collector, they more or less had this expression on their faces.