Henry finally managed to stop laughing. He kept his hands on his stomach. "Why are you suddenly practicing using nunchucks? Azrael, you don't look right with nunchucks at all. A masculine guy like you should be wielding two big axes. Aren't nunchucks too easy for you?"
Henry and I mocked each other whenever we had the opportunity. I had long gotten used to it. I casually sat on my bed. "Is it time to eat?"
"I never go back on my promises. When I said I would pay for all your meals for ten days, I meant it! That's precisely why I came to get you. Let's go!" Henry exclaimed.
"Henry…" I laid down on the bed. "Look at me. I'm badly injured and can barely stand. Why don't you buy the food and bring it back to me instead?"
"Is it that bad?" Henry asked.
"Yeah. My head still hurts! Ouch…"
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