A Nostalgic

Leah filled plastic bags with food she came across, her rifle making it a little tricky to carry the plastic. Jane, who was beside Leah, brought it.

He walked ahead without looking back. Leah smiled, she walked beside Jane, who kept staring ahead with a red face.

"You don't have to push yourself, Jane."

"I'm not pushing myself at all." Jane tried to look calm. He even smiled a little as he said that.

“Jane, you look exhausted.” Leah knew very well that Jane was not used to the field.

He is gentle, although it is a relief to know that Oliver found this man with quite an extraordinary resistance. Imagining it was utterly unthinkable for Leah, he appeared to be a gentleman who looked afraid of blood.

Bam!

Finally, Jane put down the plastic he had brought and looked at the young woman.

“You brought all these snacks to eat, right?”

"Of course, I will eat it. I am a teenager who loves snacks. These are all snacks that I often eat, even though I only find a few. How about your cheese, Jane?”
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