"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE TENTH HEIR IS THERE TOO FOR FUCK'S SAKE?"
"Calm down a bit, Faust. It's not that big of a deal, you know… calm down… relax a little…"
Faust let out a heavy breath...
"Okay… okay. Let's look at this differently. How long has he been there?"
"About a month, I guess."
"Hm. And how long have you known?"
"About a month…"
Faust shoved Klint's hand off his shoulder, lifted his head slightly, and closed his eyes. He took a long, deep breath through his nose.
He stood up and slowly, heavily paced around the room four or five times...
"So…"
"One month…"
"Thirty days…"
"Four weeks…"
"And I'm only finding out now…"
"Great...I guess, right?."
He put his left hand behind his back and began swinging his right as if conducting something. Then he started humming strangely as he walked toward Klint.
Din di di din… Din di di din…
"…? What are you doing, Faust? Are you losing it right now, huh? Want me to call Mike?"
Faust stood still for a few seconds. His head lolled to the side, his arms dangling. He looked down at Klint from above, lifeless and hollow, licked his front teeth with his tongue, and clenched his jaw.
Klint stood up to get Faust to raise his head a little, but there was still a height difference…
"If you bend your neck like that, it's bad for your spi—"
Before he could finish, Faust grabbed him by the nape and slammed him to the ground. He didn't let go. Even though his hand was on Klint's neck, it was large enough to reach his throat and crush his breath.
Broken breaths...
"F—Faust… D—on't— I c-can't fuck-n-g.....b-breathe…"
Faust then dragged him out of the room to the stairs and threw him from there into the middle of the house.
* * *
Growling sounds...
Hmph. When he comes out now, he'll definitely start talking nonsense again.
"BuT i'M nOt LiKe ThAt—"
He'll talk my ear off…
Klint pushed open the wooden double doors with both hands. The door closed on its own behind him.
Creeeak…
Thud!
Faust was still staring straight at the ground. This time his anger was gone, but it was as if he'd lost his soul. His gray eyes, already lifeless, looked even worse like this.
"F—Faust? Hey, hey, hold on a second."
Klint bent down beside him.
"Are you okay?…"
He almost just killed me the fuck happened? Something is wrong....I suppose?
Faust stood up. Klint stood as well, continuing to watch him curiously.
Faust turned his head.
A weird moment was about to happen between both of them...
"Oh. Klint. No… no. What? Yes. I'm fine."
"If the mission is stressing you out that much, someone else can—"
"No. No, I'm fine. I just need to stop by somewhere. If that's okay with you."
"Me? Huh? S-Sure, sure, whatever you want."
"It'll take two hours."
Klint couldn't understand shit but still nodded in agreement.
Faust disappeared into the depths of the forest.
Maria… I need to talk to Maria…