The next morning, when Selina walked out of my tent, her previously loose hair was now tied up neatly. Everyone in the camp could tell what had happened between us last night. Jocelyn shot me a cold glance, while the braided girl sighed and remained silent.
Yamamoto, on the other hand, was so furious that he started smashing nearby rocks with the butt of his gun. His gaze toward me grew even more venomous; he looked like a rabid dog, ready to bite me to death. Saeko looked at me strangely as well, almost burning with jealousy.
Despite the undercurrent of tension caused by what happened between Selina and me, everyone agreed to act like nothing had happened. We ate breakfast in silence and then resumed our journey. We encountered many dangers along the way, but we managed to reach our des
