The ship brought us to one of the supposed campsites for people who had fled from the Titans. Since last night, I haven't seen Eren—only Mikasa. I suppose that means this must be around the time when Eren acquired the powers of both the Attack Titan and the Founding Titan.
Hmm… should I steal it from him? But that would be useless in my world, and if I did acquire it, my lifespan would shorten. I'm sure I could compensate for that—or even make it stronger—if I became a god. However, becoming one within the lifespan limit of a shifter is uncertain. If I fail, it would be no different from killing myself, so that's a no.
On the other hand, I should probably recruit someone from here to bring to that world. Hmm… either Mikasa or Levi. With either of them, I would gain a useful and exceptionally strong subordinate.
The soldiers have given us some porridge to eat, and I've started attracting attention because of my white hair. Sigh… even Mikasa and Armin in the distance keep glancing at me—and this time, Eren is with them.
After eating the food, I take a look around the campsite. Honestly, the porridge doesn't taste great, but it's enough to satisfy my hunger for now. Hmm… as I observe the refugees, I notice some soldiers giving off hostile looks. At this rate, the food will run out quickly—there are too many people, and a shortage was already happening to begin with.
Then, a commotion interrupts my thoughts. Oh? Just like in the show, Eren gets kicked by a soldier. Though honestly, I'd say that soldier should've hit him harder. I really hate this guy. Tsk, tsk, tsk… what an idiot. Damn it. If I didn't care about the story, I would've already killed him. You could say that at this point, I'm practically anti-Eren.
Well then… time to introduce myself to the trio.
Even though I hate this guy, I still need to have some kind of relationship with him since he's the MC. I followed the trio as they walked, and Eren just kept going on with his talk-no-jutsu toward the other two. I approached them just as Eren shouted at Armin, calling him a wimp. Mikasa immediately punched him.
By then, I was already close enough—and I burst out laughing.
"Bwahahahaha!"
The three of them turned to look at me.
Eren looked at me while I was laughing, his expression turning angry.
"Hey! Why are you laughing? Who are you?" he shouted.
"Bwahahaha! It's just too funny," I said. "A wimp calling another wimp a wimp—don't you think that's stupid?"
"What?" Armin said.
"You! I'll punch you!" Eren yelled.
I looked him up and down before replying, "You're more of a wimp than the friend you're insulting. You're so funny I might actually die from laughter. Bwahahaha!"
"You— you white punk!" Eren snapped.
"Who are you?" Mikasa asked.
"Me?" I said, turning to her. "I'm Leonardo Frost."
"You! Why are you here? Stop bothering us!" Eren shouted.
"Eren, don't be rude," Armin said.
"Tsk. Shut up, you majestic wimp," I said to Eren.
"What? Majestic— you!" Eren said, boiling with anger. "Who do you think you are, you— you!"
I said nothing and instead turned to Mikasa.
"I'll come for you," I said.
She looked confused, but Armin understood what I meant and immediately blushed.
"What?! How could you say something like that?" Armin exclaimed.
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