Turns Out He Is A Boy
Amendment

We continued down the mountain at a normal speed. I didn't think Peter could drive a vehicle this big. Where did he learn to ride the bus? but that's not the problem. I'm still worried about Fred's condition.

Is it not apw if it is left like that, even though just trying to stop the bleeding. But still it would be dangerous, moving just a little bit could tear the flesh. But for now Fred is asleep quietly leaning on the bus seat, right next to Peter.

"Hey, don't drive too fast, it can be dangerous for our wounded friend" I warned Peter.

"When did you call him a friend? not like you. But alright I will lower the speed by about 5 kilometers per hour. Because the food supply we bring is only mediocre" said Peter.

"Didn't anyone bring money between you?" my many.

"No, you better get some sleep, too. You're hurt, right?" said Peter who remained focused on driving without glancing around.

"All right, I'm going to sleep, be careful... Peter" I said in a small voice.

"Well, today you changed a lot... Claude" Peter muttered with a sigh.

Then I followed Peter's words to rest. It's actually hard for me to rest in this condition. The car kept swaying, and my bones made a strange sound.

Am I gonna be okay? I forced myself to sleep to ease the pain. Although it will not return to normal once I wake up, but this is all for the sake of forgetting the pain.

Maybe this is the first time I've ever felt a sensation like this. Somehow it felt a little fun, once we got out, and came home from this forest. But what about my friends who are still there? will they all be okay?.

Robin, Rubby, Glasya, William, Yaomi. Hopefully, when we get home, the police will believe our words, and soon follow to the mountain, and save them. Today was exhausting, I felt so sleepy.

Tomorrow in the morning I woke up, and I saw in the window of the bus that we had reached the highway. Thank goodness we finally got here safely. But what about other circumstances? peter continues to drive it non-stop.

Is he not exhausted? I was surprised to see Fred was next to me. He was cooking water using a portable stove, it seemed like he wanted to cook cup noodles. Kruyuk.

"Hold your hunger, I'm cooking this noodle for you" Fred said.

"Ah...all right, wait! how do I eat the noodles? all my body can't move?" my many.

"You don't have to worry about it. I.." said Fred staring intently at Peter.

"Pff! Ahaha! ahaha!" peter laughed in a loud voice.

"Fucking basics! stop laughing!" shouted Fred in annoyance.

"Ah... I'm sorry, I'm so troublesome you guys huh.. You should just leave me in the woods, so you guys are not hassles like this. The wound on your stomach is also because I, you too Peter, should be able to rest" I said, feeling guilty for not being able to do anything, and just being a burden.

They shouldn't have taken me, I should have just died. But again I was saved by them. I was saved by Fred as soon as I fell off the cliff, and again Fred saved me when there was a murder that came a second time.

Then for the third time when my life was threatened, Peter came to my rescue. If only Fred had let me fall in that abyss, and die. Maybe they won't have any trouble like this, I just want to die.

"Hey don't feel burdened like that. Your existence alone is enough for us. Eat this." said Fred, feeding me the noodles he had just cooked.

His words were so soft to hear, I felt like crying. My eyes started to glaze over but I still refused to cry. Shame can't do anything for them. But why are they still there for me who are useless.

I remember the words I had heard before. About the human heart, the goodness of the human heart, common interests, and so on. Turns out it's true, I guess it's just bullshit, 'cause I never felt it.

Maybe it's because I don't want to be friends with anyone because that's why I don't feel that way. But once I started opening my heart to someone, and making friends with him. I finally understood, I understood, and I understood.

About what Glasya said then, about which is more important than a book. So what Glasya meant at that time was a human being, a human being who was more concerned with others than himself. I can feel that feeling, this is their feeling, Fred, and Peter.

They are more concerned with others than themselves or something else. But what am I? I never cared about anyone, all I cared about was a book. But... Since when do I keep caring about books? I don't remember it at all.

But suddenly something gave me a clue about it all. I began to remember it again, events that happened in my past. I can remember again why I was so selfish, the times I was together with... Eren's.

He's the only person who can change me, I don't know if he's changed me for the better or not. At that time he only taught me to always read books, until I was addicted to reading books. If I hadn't read a book in a day, I would have worried about myself for not doing what he told me to do.

From that moment on, I probably started not caring about other people. My social life is disappearing, I only talk to people when others talk to me, or I need something. After I finished my business with someone, I started reading books again.

"Are you still hungry? if you're hungry just tell me, the food we bring is still very much" Fred said smiling warmly at me, like a father.

"justified? I'm actually still hungry, but have you eaten before?" my many.

"You don't have to think about it, I'll make you one more cup of noodles, just wait" Fred said, starting to heat up the water again.

"When the food supply was mediocre, and he had not eaten since he woke up. But why do you keep being nice to others? I would love to be a good person like you" Peter said in his heart seeing Fred's kindness.

I felt very happy, and was moved, because of this, all the burdens of my mind began to disappear. It turned out that he was a good boy, although his words were a little harsh, and his face also looked suspicious.

I could feel his honest kindness, the kindness that came from the heart. It is not good that the mind makes, and expects nothing. That's the kindness Fred has, but by the way why every time I see him he's always with the adults around him.

Then, for the first time, he was alone here, with no adults accompanying him. How strange...