"What in the world did you get us into?" asked Jax with a blank stare while almost painstakingly cutting a few pieces of paper for their props in their upcoming "test of courage" activity.
Besides the constant snipping of scissors, the small chamber inside their senior's homestead, where the young berserker and Seijurou were, was engulfed entirely in silence.
As expected from the two being alone inside the confines of a small living space, the existence of a free-flowing conversation between them was close to none.
It was as if slicing through mundane pieces of paper required precise concentration. The former rivals and now teammates never even exchanged eye contact within the duration of their stay inside the living quarters.
"Oi. Didn't you hear me, otaku-san?" Jax asked again but with a hint of irritation in his tone.
Seijurou simply kept cutting more paper without even batting an eye away from the task. "Keep quiet, saru-san. I'm concentrating…"
