Our shift of protecting Masaru was done, after what felt a bit scary but it was fine. I arrived back home, knocking on the door—just waiting for my mom to open the door. The sky was so dark, it was almost as if night had arrived a lot earlier than usual. It wasn't that late of an hour though, so it was fine that I'd arrived back home early, before midnight.
Soon enough, Mom opened the door. "Hello," she said, kissing me on the forehead, before closing the door behind her as I walked inside and went straight to my room, feeling tired from all of the work we did today.
As I did, I pulled out my phone—seeing a picture of me and Greg.
Good times, good times.
