"Perhaps," Han Dong analyzed calmly, "we could break the cycle by letting the figure at the crossroads get on the bus."
"But what if we can't confront this individual? Letting them on the bus could end us all... we could even meet a more terrible fate.
I want to get off... I don't want to continue anymore.
At least, I could choose my way of dying if I stay back in the supermarket."
David, our protagonist, wanted to retain this person, because in his view, another person added to their battle power...
Just then,
Han Dong, who sat in the back row, propped his leg up and hit his firefighting axe against the metal handrail with a displeased expression on his face.
"Bloody hell, get lost now! Why'd you even get on the bus if you aren't even aware of the risks?
Also, if there's anyone else who's afraid of dying, I suggest you get off the bus right now.
If anyone talks about being scared of dying and not wanting to carry on... I'll bash your head off with this axe!"
