Huff!
Oof!
A loud creaking sounded before gradually stopping.
Covered in sludge, the garage door of the Underground Shelter opened fully, revealing its slightly darkened interior.
"Master, we've… we've come home!"
Moore hoisted the shovel on his shoulder, his face alight with excitement; his eyes were shining.
As far as he was concerned, this was where he had been born. It was also his only home in the entire world.
This place held a special significance in his heart!
However, without waiting for Moore to spring into action, Su Chan—who had been waiting at the back all this time—did not restrain her excitement. She dashed forward eagerly.
A second later, the stench of waste oil that had been left for ages in the machinery and the smell of mold from the still-damp interior surged out!
Su Chan, who had intended to run in immediately, hurriedly started coughing and retreated.