Aaron sat dazedly on the grass, looking up into the distance. Christian walked over holding a pile of firewood and kicked Aaron's butt.
"Why are you sitting around like a shitting goose? Let's go back."
Aaron let out a long sigh, grabbed his pile of firewood, and sluggishly followed Christian, constantly mumbling: "I miss Walter so much, I wonder how his injuries are doing."
Christian gave Aaron a disdainful smirk and scolded: "You still dare to long for someone else's Sub-Beast, can you beat that tiger? Not to mention, the way you tucked your tail and ran looked very cowardly, you know? It would be weird if a Sub-Beast paid attention to you."
Aaron pouted: "I don't want to mate with Walter, I just find talking to him very compatible. He doesn't think it's shameful for a beastman to fight using weapons. You know it too, when I hunt, I like smashing the prey's head with a rock the most."
