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"What do you mean, just leave him here?" Bell shrieked. "He's unconscious!"
Godou sighed. "He's Level Five, he'll be fine." Really, the kid was such a worrywart.
Bell crossed his arms and glared. "I don't think you're allowed to say that when it took you only one kick to knock him out. And what happened to it's just a number?"
"Well, what do you want me to do then?" Godou asked. "He's going to wake up by himself sooner or later."
"We have to bring him back to his Familia."
It took Godou a moment realize what that entailed.
"No. Absolutely not. Do you know how many flags you're going to trigger if you walk into the enemy camp carrying the body of their teammate?" Remember Godou, stay clean. Stay out of trouble, he told himself. No more meddling with Gods. He frowned. He shouldn't have fought in the first place, but Bete hadn't really given him a choice.
A brief staring battle occured, and Godou found Bell's crimson eyes to be full of spirit and fight.
Still, he'd faced down Gods and not batted an eyelid, so he considered it his victory when Bell's gaze darted away and he huffed.
"Fine. I'll carry Bete," the boy said in resignation.
"Sounds good," Godou said. "Bye." He waved and began to walk away. See, this was the smart way to do things. To let someone else do it.
"Then I guess I have no choice but to tell everyone what happened," Bell said loudly, followed by an exaggerated sigh. "I'll have to tell Lady Loki and her Familia that Bete just wanted to talk, but you're such a violent and reckless individual that you ended up attacking him first. And then they'll all get mad, and then everybody will think that you're-"
Bell stopped talking when Godou stopped walking. "Alright, alright. I get the point." Godou's eye twitched. Didn't this kid want to be a hero? Blackmail didn't seem very hero-like. Briefly, Godou considered knocking him out too so he'd shut up, but that would only end up with him having to take care of two unconscious people instead of one.
"So you'll do it?" Bell asked hopefully.
Godou could have said no. It would have been better to say no. But he could almost hear Yuri scolding him if he just left Bell to take care of Bete even though he was the one that knocked the Werewolf out. She was a shrine priestess. He was a Godslayer. Yet she would have lectured him without hesitation that what he was doing was highly irresponsible and, as a Campione, mortals looked up to him and he needed to be a role model.
Something in his memory bubbled up at the thought.
Godou lightly nudges the body in front of him with his foot.
Doni groans in pain, and Godou decides to walk away. If that stupid sword-wielding idiot can still make noise, he won't be dying any time soon.
A hand grabs his shoulder, stopping him mid-stride.
Yuri has a disapproving look on her face when he turns around.
"Doni-sama is injured."
"Good. That moron deserves it after falling from the sky and trying to cut me in two. That's not how normal people say 'hello'."
"You cannot just leave him here." He sees her inflate one of her cheeks when she pouts, and it is absolutely adorable.
"If he wakes up and I'm anywhere near him, he'll just want to fight me again."
"It is still the right thing to do, Godou. You know he would do it for you if he actually injured you."
He knows she's right. As much as he hates to admit it, out of all the Campione, Doni is really the only one he would ever call a friend. The simple-minded idiot had an eccentric way with people that made them like him even if he was trying to cut them into half.
He takes a deep breath, then he grabs Doni's sword and starts pulling it, knowing that the Sixth Campione would never let go of his beloved weapon even in an unconscious state.
The little giggle Yuri lets out when she sees Doni's body being dragged across the mud makes his effort worth it immediately.
He missed Yuri. He missed all of them.
Bell was still standing in front of him, an expectant look on his face.
"Yeah, yeah. Loki's probably still in the Hostess anyway, and I've got to go back to work." Poor May, he realized, she'd had to cook for everyone this whole time. He shuddered when he tried thinking about Mama Mia's reaction to his little escape.
Godou sighed. How many sighs did he let out already? He let out another sigh when he realized the night's troubles had only just begun. He wasn't looking forward to what was coming next, and he dragged his feet towards the direction of the Hostess.
"Wait, what about Bete?" Bell asked, pointing at the unconscious werewolf.
Godou stuffed his hands into his pocket, not even bothering to stop. "You said you'd carry him, right?"
"But... you're stronger than me," Bell protested.
"Yeah, so you need the training. If you were beautiful girl, maybe I'd help you. But since you're not...don't lag behind." Really, this was all Bell's fault. He wouldn't have been discovered if Bell hadn't come to the Hostess tonight, so this was the least the boy could do.
He almost felt bad with the constant grunting sounds Bell was making behind him, but hey, Bell was the one that didn't want to leave Bete there.
By the time they returned to the Hostess, Bell was panting, sweating, and after dumping Bete unceremoniously on the floor in front of Loki, he promptly collapsed next to the werewolf.
"So... heavy."
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