Chapitre 87: Probably?

Going out in the day was kind of not feasible thanks to Al's skin.

But going out in the night was also kind of impossible.

After all, Succubi were most active during the night.

But they couldn't stay here forever.

Which was why-

Al, Froza, and Xaria packed everything up, ready to head out by the evening. They waited till the last rays of the sun disappeared for good. 

"Thanks for everything, Mr. Braiton," Xaria said.

'Wait, he had a name?' Al smiled like an idiot, trying to hide his ignorance. 

"Yah." The old man didn't even bother looking at them.

He was too busy wiping the glasses. 

"Don't forget," The man said, just as Al was about to set one foot out the door- "Don't forget." He repeated in a quieter voice. 

"I won't." Al didn't look back and just headed out.

Darkness- some minor lights and just plain ground.

"What?" Xaria asked.