"Aleckin Ferrero! Why are you bothering our Becca?"
'Our Becca?'
Aleckin raised an eyebrow as he listened to Elric. Of those who could have arrived first, the immature ones.
Seeing him sitting close to Rebecca, Elric approached him, grabbed him by the shoulder, and shoved him to the side.
Aleckin grimaced at what he did. He nearly stumbled to the floor. Suppose he did... How embarrassing that would be in front of Rebecca.
Glaring at Elric, Aleckin straightened his back and fixed his shirt. He snapped, "Elric Hudson! Are you courting death?"
"Hah! Who says you can sit on Becca's bed?" Elric returned the question instead.
'What is he? A little child fussing as if someone stole his candy?'
Aleckin darkened his countenance. Whenever he encountered this guy, he had a headache dealing with his foolishness.
But how did Elric get in when he ordered his bodyguards not to let anyone enter the ward while visiting Rebecca? 'It appears that they are willing to lose their bonuses!'
