17 - Weapon

After Rai left—

"…"

I had nothing else to do but wait for him to come back.

So, in the meantime—

'Let's go to Brock.'

I made up my mind.

Tap- tap- tap—

I turned around and started walking toward him.

He was standing near the center of the wide-open area, chatting with two other men who looked like walking tanks—built like bears, with wild beards that probably hadn't seen a comb in years.

Just then—

"Ah!"

Brock spotted me approaching.

And with that ever-present, dumb grin of his face—

"Hey, kid!"

He shouted, waving at me like we were childhood friends meeting after ten years.

The area that we were in was spacious, but it's not big.

And so, with his voice booming across this large cell—

"...?"

"Huh...?"

"Hmm, who's that?"

Everyone turned toward me.

And just like that, I became the center of attention.

'Ugh... that loud old brute...!'