Chapter 41 Taking Each Other As a Passer-by

Why did he feel disappointed when he did what he thought was right?

Along the way, he kept thinking about what Gil had said and the pain and indignation on his face.

"Well."

Standing in front of the door, he had learned from the perception that there was someone in his room. Like last time, there was no malice in it.

"Lebel?"

He opened the door and a cheerful voice came from the room.

"Oh my God, you're finally back. I've heard that you like to go home late. I didn't expect it to be true!"

It wasn't Lebel...

"Will? Why are you here?"

"Plop! Plop! Plop!" Will sat at the table with his back to the door, holding a teapot in both hands. He was exaggeratedly pouring the teapot into his mouth. Although it was also pale yellow liquid, it was obviously not tea soup.

"Haha! I'm not used to drinking in this tea set. Forget it. Bring two sets of big wine glasses next time."

Will muttered to himself. Then he turned around and handed a cup of beer to him.