If Only One Would Leave

The next morning.

“Oh, has your head cooled down a bit now?”

Victor grinned, watching Blake enter the Central Barracks.

“...If only one of us would leave this place.”

Blake glanced at the smiling Victor and the tense Vittorio, then cautiously began.

-Swish..

“Haha. I think that would be difficult.”

Hearing that, Victor rose from his seat and approached Blake, who stood frozen with a smile still on his face.

“Whining for the impossible seems like something you should have outgrown by now... Why are you like this?”

“...”...