Henry's POV
The moment I woke up, I was angry at myself.
I missed the relaxing day.
And given that it was in the middle of the night, we only had one day left before life as free men started, and we needed to go out again.
When we went out, there would be people bothering us, distracting Kenny, and latching onto him for rescue and his attention—to get on my nerves.
We would have to leave the city in a few weeks, changing our home, probably fighting further monsters, landing in one or two new worlds, and life would continue with even more people latching onto him for rescue, his attention—to get on my nerves.
Everyone would continue to distract him, pull him away from me, and with him constantly meeting other people, seeing girls that hadn't stabbed him, were full of ulcers, or were his grandmother, maybe even becoming a chief... What would happen to us and our relationship?
Constant distraction, constant temptations...
I can't wait anymore.
