บท 918: YOU DID WHAT?!

Out of all the things I would forget to take into account, it was the replica of the bloody smiley pin on my vest used to commemorate one of our fallen comrades, Kristoff. It had been there ever since I put it on and as unbelievable as that would sound, I fucking forgot about it.

But yeah, Kuzma seeing it on me was like an activation codeword for a secret spy of sorts because he lunged at me and demanded an answer right this instant.

Jesus wanted us to be a little discreet with my connection to him from Jonathan but I guess that plan went out the shitter.

And the man himself, Jonathan, who surprisingly had some say in his actions tried to wave him down, "Kuzma! That's our dear guest! Get off him!"

Kuzma let go of me but kept staring me down as he replied to Jonathan, "B-But that pin—"

"What's a bloody pin good for?! Huh?! A pin's a pin! Unless—"

Allie cut in, "Daddy! I think K-Kuzma recognized it from somewhere!"