Chapter 83
The person behind him seems to be his subordinate. He had wavy, dark green hair tied in a messy, short ponytail. Dark purple, almost black eyes were covered by thick black browline
Hmm...looking at the two of them, they look pretty good together...ah, not the time.
After saving the leopard, a heavy atmosphere engulfs the room....it's like a standoff.
Manbun is glaring daggers infused with a mixture of bloodl.u.s.t and killing intent at Kuro and Hypocrite-kun. The two new ikemen similarity look at Manbun and the group with resentment and slight disgust, though the green-haired hypocrite is showing an amiable smile as a front. The two invaders eye each person in the group, including me, but only for a nanosecond. I doubt anyone else noticed because of how quickly it was concealed, but I saw a hint of surprise in those eyes when they met with mine. I wonder why...
"Are we disregarding territorial rules now?" Manbun mockingly asks, bringing the two intruders attention back to him.
"He's just a young brat, you can't overlook this?" Looking at the words, it might sound like he's pleading with Manbun, but the prideful voice betrays expectations. He's not backing down, but he knows he has the disadvantage on his enemy's territory.
"Ha! And who's in charge of the brat? Do you let your soldiers run all over you now?" Manbun sneers.
Kuro's expression grows increasingly ferocious, trying to hold back his anger he states,"You're really asking for it y'know..." He hesitates before continuing,"...and it's about time I delivered."