"I am afraid that only one of you can stay. The two of you have to kill each other."
"W… What!? That's ridiculous!"
Gil screamed as he waved his hands. His voice, however, was drowned by the cheers and jeers of the prisoners that surrounded them.
"Kill! Kill him!"
"You're done now, soldier boy! That little midget is feisty!"
"I vote on the boy! The boy will win!"
"Did you see how he massacred Toguro earlier!? He wasn't even able to fight back!"
"Kill him! Kill the guard!"
"W… w… what?" Gil gulped nervously as he listened to the people that called for his death. He knew that he wouldn't really survive long if the word got out to everyone that he was a guard, but it would seem that it did not even take a single day for everyone to find out.
"Van… what are we going to do!?" Gil slightly stepped back as he leaned in closer to Van.
"I am sorry, mister Gil. But I have friends waiting for me outside."
Van being mistaken as a child is in full-blast. There are perks in being a shota, as they say. Also, my head has been hurting for a few days now. Ack. What the hell.
As always, thank you for reading!