Chương 371: The Explanation

He was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt which seemed to be a trend among the family, with some blue jeans and simple shoes that looked like they were from Adidas.

He had his white hair, but no skull on his finger. His face was clean shaven and smooth, as if he was a new man that completely transformed from his own life, which unsurprisingly enough—was the case.

"I expected you guys," he said, as his foot finally touched the first floor. Brie and Hans looked confused at his sight, completely swung back from the different portrayal of him painted in their heads.

But me and Greg looked at him with a sigh in our hearts. He was doing well. He was definitely doing better than most people. 

"We expected you too, in all honesty," I said stiffly, unsure of the exact mood to feel. 

"Yeah, for a reason that spikes my soul," he said as  he sat down. His foot tapped on the ground, as he looked at us. "New friends?" he asked.