Chapitre 119: First Human Encounter

'hmmm..., hmmm..., hmmm...'

'why do I get the feeling that I have been in a situation like this before?...., not just once, but twice".

Orun says looking bare with his manhood or rather childhood being sheated by his long silky hair.

He raised his head up, trying to grasp the understanding of his surroundings and why he is being glared at with killing intent by three humans.

Orun widened his left palm and stretched it below his face range. He couldn't see the palm due to the hair covering his view, but he could still feel it just like how he senses the humans that are in his presence.

The view of his head still facing the humans, he clenched his palm, widened it, and clenched it again, trying to feel the joints and get himself familiar to the feeling of moving again after being stuck in a cocoon for years.

"How nostalgic, being able to feel my hand again".

He said out loud with simplicity, not minding the multiple presence in front of him.