World's Best Protagonist [BL] - Chapter 101: Too Late

... rushed for decades. The littered dried leaves that create scary noises once stepped onto, and the smell of dead, decayed mushrooms sprouting above the damp ground.

I covered my nose with a hand while the other one kept slapping away the small thorns protruding in the way, trying not to let my cheeks be scraped. Meanwhile, the captain was unbothered.

My gaze shifted to the stranger. I couldn’t help but be skeptical. We should be getting out of the forest, but instead we were walki ...