Saving Yuma

Yuma felt anxious and worried because he heard noises and shouts from outside the room. And it wasn't the erotic sounds like before that made him unable to close his eyes.

When the door opened and a robot appeared, he became even more frightened and gulped. The four officers were probably dead, he thought. After all, he saw the bloodstains on the robot's body.

Whatever the reason, now might be my turn to die.

The hell with death, he screamed in his heart. Even though dying in his current state was not the death he wanted. It would be better to die while in battle.

"Mr. Yuma!"

Yuma was silent, mouth half-open. That voice, that spoiled girl's voice… Yuma still remembered it clearly.

"A-Aios?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Damn it!" Yuma snorted loudly between his anxiety and excitement. "You almost scared me to death."

"Sorry about that."