The rattling of a carriage echoed in my ears. The same carriage that used to be empty usually was now weirdly uncomfortable.
On the drivers seat was Keith, driving away as uselessly as usual. He was also not here when we clearly needed him.
"Ahaha, would you all like some sandwiches, by the way?" Asked Maria. "Lily, can you bring them out."
"Eh! Ah, right away."
Ans Lily and her got to their own thing as they peeked into the luggage behind.
"I kinda miss those meaty sandwiches we ate under that tree, they tasted rather good, right?" Asked Noa. She seemed to have found the weird sandwiches spicy.
"Well, these guys make good stuff too, but I guess the hell quality… will be… lacking…?" I looked at the front while speaking.
The one sitting there pressed her arm on the back of her seat and grinned.
"What? Did you suddenly realize that you shouldn't have eaten anything they fed you in hell!? Huh!?"
