[Ren Hilton's POV]
I was doing my best to stifle my laughter. It's funny how this guy is so easy to express what's in his heart, especially considering how cruel he was in the game. It's a complete 180° from Aron's character in the game.
We left the cafe and walked out, with Alver following behind us, settling the bill.
Currently, Aron, Alver, and I walked together in silence, with Blaze perched on my shoulder.
'Should I walk behind you guys? Like if he tries something funny, I can grab him,' Blaze asked.
'Nope,' I replied, confident that there was nothing this guy could do to harm me.
"So, who do you want me to stay away from?" I asked the obvious.
"Really?" Aron had that tired expression on his face, as if telling me to catch up.
"Spell it out for me. I can be a bit slow sometimes," I said, hearing a snicker from Alver's side. The guy was keenly observing.
