Back to the Tower

Squeak...?

“Uh, uh... good job.”

I looked over the lakeshore, now in complete disarray.

Slimes frolicking nearby, and a dead goblin bleeding from every hole in its body.

And Whitey, gazing at me with an innocent expression.

Squeak...?

“No, it’s nothing.”

Squeak—

Man, it’ll be hard to get used to those eyes.

Every time I met Whitey’s gaze, what had just happened flashed through my mind alongside that innocent look...