-CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE-

"Eight, how did you ... survive?" Oddy asked hesitantly and stood up properly. "Or ... is it really you? Fuck. The headache."

Prick tsked and looked at her. "Are you okay?"

He was turned away. Okay? Hello, something happened to them and there is still pain between her thighs and then she will meet so many revelations? There was even an action-like fight going on and he was just kicked by two women he hated.

No. He. Okay.

But why would he say this to X --- to Prick. To this day, he still can't believe that his older brother Prick was alive. It made him look stupid...