章節 39: Chapter 39

“Did you bust any stitches?” Emil asked quietly, waiting for him to go back to his seat before moving to the pantry.

“No, I don’t think so. Just forgot that I had them for a while.” Makai winced a bit, feeling the throb on his skin, and drank some more coffee. “It’ll be fine. I don’t feel them bleeding.”

Emil gave him a look of “if you say so,” and they got to work.

Half an hour later, most things were organized exactly how Makai wanted them and/or where Emil saw fit to place them.

Makai noticed the bag of oranges he’d bought and decided that since he didn’t have a fruit bowl, he could just hang them in the pantry baskets. He grabbed the bag, deciding that the black basket could hold fruit.

He stepped to the pantry and startled Emil, who jerked back, hit his shoulder on the doorframe, and yelped. And then went completely blank. It was as if someone had turned something off in Emil’s brain. His eyes were open, but it seemed like he didn’t see anything.