Still, We Press On (6)

“Don't just carry on like normal when someone's pointing a magic gun at you! And, more importantly, don't close the door!”

“But it's not like getting shot would do anything to me.”

Merry's face flushed bright red as she immediately opened the door again, but Kagami showed no sign of panic. Pitta, sitting beside him, calmly munched on the ration food they'd gotten.

Merry ground her teeth at his complete lack of concern and thrust her magic gun at him again.

“You really think so little of me? At this range, do you think I'd miss?”

“Then let me ask you this: if you were listening, you already know what I am, don't you? Putting aside that long gun you always carry on your back, do you really think I'm the kind of guy who'd die from a bullet from that little rifle? Merry-san.”

“...You remembered my name.”

Merry hated to admit it, but she hadn't thought there was anything she could do about him. With a sigh, she lowered her magic gun.

“Yeah. We keep running into each other, one way or another.”

“We don't see each other that often!”...