Although Yamamoto had a gun, I wasn't afraid of him. As long as I didn't stray too far from the base, if he fired, Jocelyn and the others would surely notice. If I got hurt, Selina would never let him off the hook. Yamamoto might be a pervert, but he wasn't stupid.
When I crawled out of the tent, I noticed the toxic rain had stopped. The underground environment had returned to the way it was when we first entered. Yamamoto and I moved to a flat area near the camp. He stood there, glaring at me. "Brat, tell me what happened between you and Lady Selina last night!"
'Last night?' I looked at Yamamoto's furious face and couldn't help but laugh. "If I told you Selina and I talked for three hours last night, would you believe me? Are you deaf, Did you not hear the sounds? If you're truly an i*
