DICE

[15] b

As Dice expected when entering the flat; Gala would fall asleep easily even though he hadn't shown what South Metro is. Also, the chicken soup he asked for. His master is still asleep in his dirty uniform. His worn-out shoes are still perfectly attached to his feet. Gala's body actually no longer fits on the old sofa. Even the cushion is almost completely flat, but Gala still lies down there.

Dice, who watches Gala from the kitchen, just shakes his head slightly. He doesn't serve his homemade chicken soup. Gala's house looks nice now. Not many scattered items and quite tidy. Dice helped tidy up without Gala's knowledge. How could he tidy up when every day Gala was made tired by the work he did? Considering he supports himself, working hard in South Metro is a must.

She looks at her palm. The orange glow blends with the blue light she emits. She's a bit unsure of what she's going to do today, but Gala does need a trigger. "Forgive me, Master," she says softly. When she's near Gala, she