Original God: After reincarnation, I became a small group of treasure hunters

"Os, is this really okay?"

Hawk asked Os who was drinking.

Now Os was enjoying himself while drinking and eating the food that Hawke had just cooked.

Seeing Os still drinking despite being seriously injured.

Hawk had to worry about Os's health.

"Of course, I'm totally fine! But I didn't expect that you can actually cook, Hawke? It's much more delicious than I thought."

Faced with Hawke's question, Os responded with a slightly drunken voice.

He completely ignored Hawke's warning.

"Thank you for the compliment. Really, you just made Miss Mako cry, how can you be so indifferent?"

"Hey, Hauke, don't talk so weird. It's just a little bit of a humiliation for that arrogant woman. It's not a big deal. You make me sound like someone who bullies decent women."

"It's almost done."

"Is Cora still not up?"

Os, who no longer planned to argue with Hauke, could only change the subject.

It has been several hours since Mako cried and ran away because of Os.

If Cora still hasn't woken up.

Os will ask Hauke ​​to find a doctor.

Normally, Cora is not a sleepy person.

Cora is completely different from Os, a gangster who sleeps until he wakes up naturally every day.

"I'll go and see."

Looking at Os, who was drunk.

Hauke ​​also understood that if he let Os go, there might be some problems.

Hauke ​​didn't intend to make the situation even more chaotic.

With this idea in mind, Hauke ​​came to Cora's room.

Unlike Oss who pushed the door open directly, Hauke ​​knocked on the door.

Cora in the room did not respond to Hauke's knocking.

After confirming this, Hauke ​​gently opened the door and entered the room.

"Cora, are you awake?"

While Hauke ​​was talking, he observed Cora with her eyes closed.

Cora, who was pretending to be asleep, naturally could not respond to Hauke's question.

Just now when Mako brought people over.

Cora also wanted to help, but before Cora was mentally prepared, Oss solved the problem.

"Are you pretending to be asleep, Cora?"

After observing Cora for a while, Hauke ​​said.

"...How did you know?"

Faced with Hauke's words, Cora could only reluctantly open her eyes and ask Hauke.

"Nothing, it's just that Os often pretends to sleep to trick me, so I have some experience in judging whether someone is pretending to sleep or not."

"..."

Kora was naturally speechless about Hawke's reason for seeing through her.

"So, why did you pretend to sleep?"

If it was Os who pretended to sleep, Hawke could think of a lot of reasons.

But if it was Cora, Hawke would be really confused?

After all, Cora is the most serious person in the team.

"I just... nothing."

"Yeah. If you don't plan to tell me, forget it. But if you don't show up, Os and I will be worried."

"Sorry..."

"It's nothing, there's nothing to apologize for."

Although it's not clear why Cora pretended to sleep, in Hawke's opinion, it was just a small matter.

Of course, because Cora's performance was too obvious, Hawke also understood that Cora was worried.

But it's not good to ask other people's worries casually.

Hawke didn't ask too much.

And Hawke knew that even if Cora really told him what was on her mind, he probably couldn't help Cora solve the problem.

"Then I'll go out first. If you want to rest, continue to rest. I'll tell Os that you're fine. Wait, remember to come out for lunch."

"Yeah."

Cora nodded silently to Hawke's concern.

Just like that, Hawke left Cora's room.

Of course, after returning to the living room, Os was still drinking.

"How is Cora?"

After seeing Hawke come back, Os asked.

"He's awake. But he doesn't seem to be in good condition."

"Not so good? Because of the injury!"

After hearing Hawke's words, Os suddenly became excited.

Os's expression began to twist again because of his big movements.

"No, and if you're injured, it's obvious that you're more seriously injured."

"That's right."

"Cora seems to have something on her mind?"

Because it's not clear that Cora's worries are related to Os, Hawke said directly."Are you worried?"

"Yes."

"... I see."

Without Hawke's explanation, Oss also understood what Cora was worried about.

The quarrel between Oss and Cora in the forest last time really left a deep impression on Oss.

After all, if it was normal, Cora would execute Oss's orders without hesitation.

Only that time was she so tough.

Although Oss still didn't know why Cora was so tough.

But Oss knew what Cora would think about what happened next.

After thinking about this, Oss staggered and stood up from the sofa.

"What are you going to do?"

Looking at the staggering Oss, Hawke asked worriedly.

"Nothing, I just plan to deal with the troubles of the team members. After all, this is also the responsibility of the captain."

"No, our "Treasure Stealing Group" team doesn't have this responsibility at all, right?"

After all, the "Treasure Stealing Group" is a criminal organization, how could it possibly deal with the troubles of its subordinates.

"I'm the captain, if I say yes, then yes!"

"Okay."

Looking at Os's somewhat strong tone, Hawke could only cater to Os.

Hawke really didn't understand at all.

What exactly is going on now?

Os's personality is much tougher than usual, which is obviously the effect of alcohol.

Looking at Os staggering towards Cora's room.

Hawke was really worried whether Os and Cora would quarrel.

But if he tried to stop them now, Os would definitely get angry with him.

So Hawke could only look at Os's back with a worried look.

***

Cora in her room didn't know what was happening in the living room.

Her mind was full of thoughts about what she should do next.

The idea of ​​apologizing to Os also appeared in Cora's mind.

She even had the idea of ​​leaving Os.

After all, Os, who had the Eye of God, no longer needed Cora's protection.

If I stay with Os, I will only hinder him.

Cora is now pessimistic, so she has such thoughts.

Just when Cora thought so, the door of the room was pushed open.

The door hit the wall, making a loud noise that scared Cora.

"Cora, are you okay?"

Os pushed the door open, leaned against the wall and asked in a drunken voice.