"Michael, it's one thing to talk about her, but why drag me into it? I was doing proper work that time!"
Having old matters brought up, Eric shouted unhappily at Michael.
What was wrong with picking mushrooms? That was honest labor! He hadn't run into the forest and gotten lost because he was playing!
Max, who was serving as his cushion, also let out a low, soft chuckle.
Eric was so angry his cheeks puffed out. He slid off Max's steady back, even forgetting his vague fear of the small snake.
But thinking about it, a small snake that could talk didn't seem that scary, especially when her voice was so sweet and soft...
In the distant Hadu Tribe, Leo, who was playing in a snowball fight with his friends, suddenly shivered.
Huh, why did the back of his neck suddenly feel so cold?
"Eric really was picking mushrooms. He brought back a lot that time, enough to dry a whole storehouse of mushrooms."
Seeing his ruffled appearance, Max's lips curled slightly as he spoke up to explain.
