Chapter 18: How It Works
Punching the throw pillows in the living room of the captain's Sanctum somehow relieved my anger towards him. Not only once, but thrice!
He threw me in that dome three times!
First, it was a volcanic eruption; next, a sandstorm in a desert, and lastly, an avalanche. I almost died by getting buried alive. I'm really certain that shithead is picking on me. Was it because I insulted him?
He's so fucking petty.
Slam!
My shoulders jumped in surprise at the noise. I turned to look at the entrance and saw Claude entering with his usual gloomy expression. He went upstairs without glancing around. I remained silent, in hopes he won't notice me.
I sighed in relief after I heard another door on the second floor get abused. I shook my head in that rebellious temperament. If only I had a choice, I'd leave this place already. Living with a literal toxic person with toxic behavior is too stressful.
"What are you thinking?"
"Wah!" I slammed the pillow behind me in shock. It bounced back at me after hitting a solid surface. Looking up, my jaw quivered at the obsidian eyes glaring down at me. "I—It's...uh, reflex. You surprised me, captain. I thought you were upstairs. Ah, sorry about that..."
I picked up the pillow and carefully put it back on the couch. He won't attack me just because I hit him, right? I watched him carefully, but he just stood motionless with his nonchalant expression.
Scratching the back of my head, I pointed at the kitchen and asked, "Have you eaten?"