Surprisingly, a Bird of Prey

“Aaaaaah―!”

As expected, the moment he opened the door and saw me, Huey let out a scream.

“Y-you, y-y-you―!”

Was he so flustered that he couldn’t even think to open the door?

Or was he worried that if he opened it, someone else might see me?

“What the hell are you doing!?”

Huey turned his back to me and pressed his forehead against the closed door, trying to say something in a trembling voice.

“…You’re the one who barged into someone else’s room without permission.”

As if at a loss for words after my retort, he covered his face with both hands and sat down right there.

“……”...