ISEKAI? More like I See Crap!

After the quick, cold shower, I slipped back into my pants, leaving my chest bare. "Big guy!" I called out, wringing the water from my hair.

He sighed audibly, clearly fed up. "What now? You keep calling me 'big guy' this, 'big guy' that. What do you want!?"

"Chill, big guy," I said with a grin. "I don't even know your name."

He raised an eyebrow, reluctant to answer. "Borrock. That's my name, crazy guy."

"Hey, you call me 'crazy guy,' so I'll keep calling you 'big guy.' Hehe."

He waved me off. "Whatever. What do you want now?"

I rubbed my stomach. "Err... my breakfast?"

He sighed again, rubbing his temples. "Just wait. They'll send it to you. We rarely have prisoners, so things can be a bit slow—"

"Hey, I'm not a prisoner!" I cut in, crossing my arms.

Borrock smirked, leaning back in his chair. "Sure you're not, crazy guy. Sure you're not."