A Helpful Companion

Erend left for the military base after dropping Arty off at her school.

Of course, Billy was always in the driving seat.

Erend turned when he saw Billy's face looked awful. It was as if a dark cloud was covering his face.

"Is that ale still on you?" Erend asked.

He knew that Billy's face looked like that not because of the ale. But because of something else.

Even so, it's not a problem to tease him right now.

"No," Billy answered curtly.

Erend snorted. "Take it easy. We just have to go about our day as usual."

"I'd rather spend my days in the bunker and killing Elves than this," Billy said.

"Are you sure?"

Billy nodded. "At least if I die, I'll just disappear. Here, we're just humiliated and can't do anything."

Erend chuckled. "Yeah. I think you have a point."

They were still some distance from the military headquarters. But Billy was driving slower than usual.

It was obvious that he didn't want to go to the military base.