The Cursed Gamer, Book 1

118: Excuses

Chapter 118: Excuses

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"You were fucking around when I was worrying dead about you?!"

Nejire pulled him by his arm from the back seat, causing his body to slip between the seat gaps and stumble onto the back seats. His head directly went and fell on Nejire's soft chest, bouncing back once before Nejire wrapped her arms around his head.

"Ugh, I can't even be angry!" She yelled out. "Tell me, how are you? You were not injured too badly in the fight in Hosu, right? Right?! And that guy, what's his name again, uhh, Ida! I heard he died or something. It didn't psychologically affect you right?!"

Neji made a sound as if answering, but his voice stopped midway.

"...You..." Nejire frowned and hugged his head painfully tightly. "If you say you won't talk to me because I haven't promised that thing yet, you're going to make me super angry."

"I am fine," Neji replied immediately. "I might sound heartless, but I don't care much about his death. I didn't even know him that well."

Nejire's hug softened, giving Neji a chance to raise his head, though his chin still rested above her breasts. He was interested to see both her and Momo's, who's been sitting beside Nejire silently, reaction to his heartless comment.

They both stayed silent, and only Momo looked a bit surprised. Nejire simply shrugged her shoulders.

"...Well, I kinda guessed that." She said. Which was why she hadn't asked Momo about his mental health before, she was confident she knew Neji more than Momo did. "But good to hear confirmation. What about physical wounds? I know you can heal them off, but I hope you weren't taking extra risks when you were telling me not to."

Nejire was strong, stronger than most Pro Heroes. She knew that. But she also knew Neji was stronger, she had never beaten him in their training sessions up until now. So the same rule shouldn't apply to him, as he was probably stronger than 99% of villains in this country, but as his older sister, she couldn't help but worry...

Neji smiled and spoke. "Don't worry, I didn't do that."

And he won't in the future either, unless it's very crucial he would flee if he meets anyone a bit too strong for himself. But frankly, there weren't many people like that.

'Maybe Nawab, considering the rumours weren't lying.' Neji thought, knowing very well that rumours are always exaggerated.

"Anyway, how are you Nejire Onee-sama? Oh, and Momo too." Neji wrapped his hands around Nejire and winked at Momo who nodded slowly.

Nejire played with her hair. "Well, I am fine I guess. I was worried... but you seem fine, so I am feeling better too."

"And Yaomomo?"

At Neji's question, Momo parted her lips before closing them again. She licked her dry lips once, before sighing. "Well, um, to be fair... I wasn't expecting you to be so cheerful, let alone seeing you so intimately with Mirko. Ida just died... right in front of you, right?"

The car fell silent for what felt like a long moment. At last, Kimi's sigh broke the silence.

"Momo, listen." She spoke slowly as she drove the car. "The man you are dating isn't a good man, he is not a model citizen, and he is barely what I consider a "Hero". You have only known him for three years, and even then you only know him from school, so you might not be aware of it but... To put it simply, as long as you're not someone who he loves, you're nothing to him."

"..."

Neji stayed silent, staring at the back of her head.

This time, even Nejire looked a bit shocked. She wasn't expecting Kimi to know her brother so well. But there she was...