Chapter 87
"Do you not have any common sense?"
As soon as they arrived at a secluded area with no one around, Dein immediately threw Grayson down. Grayson, who had been dragged along by the arm without resistance, hesitated but quickly regained his balance. Dein waited for him to stand up straight before speaking. Just as he was about to say something, his brow furrowed.
Grayson was looking down at him with a bright smile on his face. His cheeks were tinted a light pink.
What is this bastard thinking?
Dein muttered inwardly, and at his words, Grayson paused. His response came a couple of seconds later.
"What?"
It was just one word, but Dein quickly let his words pour out.
"When a person is hanging on a wall, for whatever reason, they need to be rescued. No one in this world would ever say it like you just did. You might be able to think it, but you can't say it out loud."
He thought he'd explained it as simply as possible, but what happened next took him by surprise. He had expected a response like "Why?" or "What do you care?"—something along those lines. But instead, Grayson spoke up.
"Ah..."
The pink blush faded from his face, and the corners of his mouth drooped. Seeing the clear expression of disappointment on Grayson's face, Dein naturally furrowed his brows.
"What’s with that reaction?"