Can I Kill You?
Part 20 - Brother

The ship's shock has not stopped. The oxygen around me is thinning. Plus, the smell of this wine really wanted to get me drunk. I'd made it out of this barrel if my hands and feet weren't tied.

The sky is orange, which means I have fainted for a long time to make the time turn into afternoon. A day? Two days? If it had been all this time, it was unlikely that someone could catch up to this ship.

Dad, Mom, Gabriel, Fynn, of course none of them I expected to help me. Father had thrown me away long before I agreed to his request. Am I now under the responsibility of vampires?

Expecting them to come here was like imagining a pig that could fly. I'm sure they'll find a better successor than me.

Gravely.

When I was already filled with bad thoughts, the voice of the man notching a bottle of drink squeaked in satisfaction. After burping loudly and followed by the sound of a bottle falling on the wooden floor, his legs were heard walking unsteadily, approaching towards me.

And sure enough, the way his eyes looked at me from the barrel was not a beautiful thing. My stomach feels shaken.

My teeth bluffing held back the nausea that was present. Removing nausea from the face is not easy. Therefore, when the man named Elfa looked back at me from the vat whose wine aroma was begging for mercy, his mouth could not help but laugh.

“Into the barrel feels that bad?” If I may say ‘iya’ then I have said it out loud at this time, “You are still mending, in my childhood entered the barrel like this has been like eating everyday.”

Does he expect me to be sympathetic?

The loud thud distracted our attention, a sign the ship had stopped. My face is as pale as a rotten tomato. The door was opened without a knock by the men, and one of them came saying.

“We're here.”

Tong drifted back. My sense of wanting to kick me increased, I didn't want to be carried by these people. However, at the same time— I did not know what magic could make me silenced like a madman. At least I have to follow their will until my lips can speak.

I want to throw spit on his face. Now either.

The hole above the barrel was closed. I almost thought my lungs wouldn't be able to breathe anymore. Fortunately, a small hole opened right in front of my eyes. I looked at the situation of the outside world. Funnier than I thought.

The pelicans chirped and flew, adding to the unfamiliar atmosphere of the sea in my eyes. I've never seen the ocean in my entire life, except for the books I read as a child. Well, but I'm also one of those kids who doesn't really like to read, anyway. So my experience of this is clearly zero.

Some middle-aged men who only wore white-colored jerseys wandered around with their fish baskets. One of them came here with a smile on their yellow teeth. Away, please.

“Oh, new order again?”

“More or less,” replied Elfa cheerfully.

“If I were you, I would have given up on healing

your sister it.”

“Oh, stop. Shut the fuck up if I don't want to kick it.”

Healed it? She thinks I can cure her brother?

Tong walked again, crossing the middle-aged man just now. This man who was transporting me didn't seem to care about the surroundings, as there were already many people greeting him, but his lips were still locked.