Shelton put his hands on the steering wheel and looked ahead.

Although his expression didn't change, he seemed to ignore what I said.

I was a little nervous, and I didn't know if he had heard me. But even so, I didn't even have the courage to say it again.

I clutched the edge of my clothes tightly. I didn't know when I became so timid in front of Shelton.

Perhaps it was at the time when I saw so many guns from him.

We were about to arrive at Glorious Days bay. When the car stopped, Shelton looked at me and unfastened the seat belt for me. He raised...