Expecting Something

“I need to kill this bastard before I go….”

A moment ago, Ren had been running around with a completely scarlet face.

At Huey’s remark, Ren looked down at the lower half, now soaked through, and finally seemed unable to take any more, passing out.

And then.

“A-am I alive…?”

Huey had been discreetly peeking through barely open eyes, committing every detail of Ren’s embarrassed, eyes-closed act to memory.

He cautiously opened his eyes and lightly tapped Ren’s antenna-like hair, which was sticking straight up as if a bomb had gone off.

“…So a person really can have steam coming out of their head.”

Then, after approaching the unconscious Ren.

“Hah… Hngh….”...