Garan blurted something that shouldn't be spoken outside of the men's locker room. This conversation is getting off rail so far that it went straight to the ocean.
"C'mon… just tell us…!" (Garan)
This drunkard… did he just seriously ask me of those-...
(shivers)
Hiiiii!!! I felt as if a cold sharp blade is pointed towards me suddenly. As I slowly looked towards the direction I felt the bloodlust, I noticed Tris is staring towards me while smiling, though I know that she heard the prime Ministers remarked just now. Fuck!
(pull out)
Without having a second thought, I pull out a bottle of liquor from my inventory and put it on top of the table.
"Whoa…! Where did that come from!" (Berth)
