Chapter 647: Side Story 2. Dance of Flame and Shadow - 6
As Agni expected, Ron got tired after a while--not to mention hungry--so he stopped and threw himself to the bed in annoyance. He turned his head toward the thermal bag the berserker left for him, staring dagger at its metallic surface as his brain tried to weigh his hunger against his pride.
The groaning sound from his stomach decided for him.
"I need energy if I want to face that damn giant," he grumbled while snatching the thermal bag.
The content was...not very desirable: bread, jerky, protein bars, canned...soup? But then again, it was the borderland, and it wasn’t very different from what he packed in his bag--fuck, where is his bag?!
Anyway, it seemed to be the Borderland Unit’s ration, so Ron ate it with the thought that he should get used to it if he wanted to stay around the Deathzone. Well, it wasn’t like he had been eating well the past few years, so the ration actually didn’t taste that bad--just needed something fresh to liven it up, but that was asking for the impossible in this kind of place.
Ron stared at the window while gulping the bottle of water the berserker had generously provided. Ah, fuck--it was hard to get mad at someone who fed you. Feeling annoyed, he kicked the box sitting below the table, sending it crashing against the wall.
But then, perhaps because he had enough food, drink, and sleep, his rationale was coming back. He got calm quickly and thought back about his actions, his tantrums, and he was hit with a sudden sense of embarrassment.
"Argh!" he crouched and buried his head between his knees. No matter how angry and annoyed he was, he shouldn’t have lost his cool and acted like a petulant child like that. "That’s not cool--fuck!"
He closed his eyes tightly in a moment of self-reflection and let out a long sigh. "Now that I think about it, that uncle also sighed a lot..."
Thinking back about the berserker, Ron was filled with a weird sense of regret. The man knew his father, probably the only one who did. He should have at least talked with the man before throwing a fit again.
He was still angry about that ban, but...