Junan who was sitting in his chair, now stood up in disbelief. Aito's serious face did not change, his hand pointed towards the door of the room.
"You can't do that, I promised your parents to take care of you," Junan's coaxing seemed to be to no avail.
"I don't care! I don't need to be taken care of. I don't want to be friends with a truant!" His spoiled nature that he had never shown to anyone exploded inadvertently.
Aito turned to the side, not wanting to give Junan any face at all. Pulling his blanket tightly, covering his entire body, his small head was tightly covered by the blanket.
It would have looked funny if it weren't in a situation like this. Like a small hairy caterpillar.
A Junan, who people would give him a chair, was now being cruelly chased away by a small creature like Aito. He didn't have enough strength or authority to order him around.
