Geto mercenary

"They hit me."He ran his hand over his bloody forearm and noticed casually, as if he had accidentally dripped morning tea on himself. And it's not that he neglected medical care, unlike his white-haired friend. It's just that right now the two of you needed to be on your guard when you two were hiding in the bathtub and waiting for the signal to act. The treatment can wait for now.**You gently pulled back the curtain with your fingers, the house was still dark. Your foot was against his thigh, but he didn't say anything, just listened and waited humbly. Your gaze fell uncertainly on the dark spot under his shoulder again, and he noticed it. His narrowed gaze flashes mischievously."What, are you afraid, rookie?"