This time, he had truly offended the assassin. Surely he would be killed, right? He was not picky at all, just a quick and swift death would be fine!
As it turned out, he had thought too much again. Let alone anger, the assassin did not even show any expressions on his face. Zeke stared at him vigilantly, unable to guess what the man was thinking about. Just as he was getting tired of keeping his small body in a high alert state, he heard the assassin ask in a tone that betrayed nothing he was feeling within. At the very least, he did not sound offended by Zeke's extreme behavior at all. "Not hungry?"
"Miw!" No! I only want to die and leave this simulation quickly!
