"Do you want me to help you?"
The person outside asked in a playful tone as he asked me If I wanted to play together. I knitted my eyebrows in suspicion.
"On what expense?" I asked coldly.
"Wow, so hostile. What if I tell you it's just an excuse, and I have wanted to help you since the beginning?
I scoffed. "Liar. If you want to help me, then it'd be easier if you stopped them earlier, but you just stood there and watched."
He chuckled. "Aren't you too quick to judge me? I was alone, and they were coming in a group! Do you want me to get hurt for you?"
"So the infamous Lucifer's Hand is afraid of a bunch of girls? You really can't trust rumor easily."
There was a low growl coming from outside. "Don't call me that."
