You, who were always smiling brightly, have returned from a disaster site in this state. Covered in blood and even topped with stray leaves... Do you think your senior's words are a joke, you brat?

...So, why did you get hurt?

“It's nothing much. I just ended up getting injured because of my personal methods. I'm sorry if I caused any trouble.”

I feel like my stomach is turning inside out. So this is how your sister taught me, huh? I'm letting out a hollow laugh, wondering if I should just go crazy and grab you by the collar. Though actually doing it would be... a bit much.

...Fine, I get how you feel. But why did you insist on acting on your own? What... were you trying to play hero? And even if you didn't do it alone, you could have called for backup, right? It's not like you don't know what the word 'backup' means. Well?

As the words pour out of me, I let out a dry laugh seeing you standing there, unable to say a word in response.

Answer me, you bastard.

In the end, I find my hand gripping your collar.