Someone called out my name, but it was a hoarse voice. I force myself not to open my eyes wide open because the person appears desperate.
I could clearly hear the person and began calculating how my hands would firmly grasp my sword.
I need to figure out how I'm going to get my hands on my knife without drawing attention to myself.
After all, I suppose this is it. I guess this is the day that person said he was going to pay me a visit.
Well. I expected the person to appear, but I had no idea it would happen while I was sleeping.
Exhaling loudly, I grabbed the knife and tossed it into the air, my eyes wide open.
Because the sitting room is completely bright, I blink a few times. The person in front of me was so quick to anticipate my movements that he ended up shifting backwards.
His hands are in the air, and he looks at me, surprised.
