"I wish to apply," one of the male survivors stood up the moment Mathew's words rang out. "I wish to become a hunter," he said, looking straight into the young man's eyes.
'Why do you wish for that?" Mathew then asked, leaning his head to the side as a small smile emerged on his lips.
"I... huh?" The student initially failed to answer, taken aback by the sudden question. "Didn't you want five volunteers?"
Mathew's smile grew just a tiny bit bigger than before.
"That's true," he said, nodding his head. "But that doesn't mean I'm willing to accept everyone," he pointed out, leaning his head over his other shoulder. "That's why I will ask again. Why do you want to join the hunting squad?"
This time, the first volunteer didn't answer right away. He moved his eyes to the side instead, raising his arm to scratch the side of his head.
