Chapter 680: Monthly Exchange (1/2)
”...hey, don't you think he's being weird?”
”What do you mean?”
”Doesn't he look and feel different to you at all? He's almost like a stranger even!”
Fatty stared at Little Tiger, scrutinizing him closely to see what Rosa was trying to point out. Unfortunately, he just can't see how Little Tiger is different.
”I don't get it...” Fatty shook his head.
”Idiot! Look closely! Tell me, doesn't he look...I don't know, more filled-up? Like fatter or bigger muscle-wise compared to what he's like during the past week?” Rosa tried her best to explain.
Fatty inspected Little Tiger once more and now that he thought about it...
”...huh? You're right. He's more buff compared to before.”
”Right!?” Rosa exclaimed, ”Not only that though! He looks fairer and he wears clothes now!! Plus, look at this place! I never seen his hideout look this neat, like, ever!”
Fatty looked around but his gaze lingered at Little Tiger more. Now that Rosa pointed out everything, he'd be a fool to not be suspicious. All of a sudden however, an idea suddenly struck his brain as he started fuming.
”This rascal!! I can't believe him! How can he do this to us!?”
”E-eh? He did what now?” Rosa was confused when she saw Fatty fuming in anger all of a sudden.
”Isn't obvious? I thought you pointed all of this out because you know?” Fatty glared at Little Tiger. ”Unbelievable! To think this rascal would go this low! To think that he'd became Granny Maya's boytoy-omph!!”
*Pang!* *Pang!*
”Auuu....”
Two cast iron pots flew to their faces, flying at a speed they can't react to. Rosa and Fatty clutched their faces as they writhe in pain. They heard a cold snort in front of them so they peeked over and saw Little Tiger glaring at them.
”Do you guys think I'm deaf or something?” Little Tiger asked.
”B-bastard. Why me too?” Rosa asked with righteous indignation.
”You started it bitch. If it weren't for your smartass, do you think Fatty could come up to that conclusion?”
”W-wait, so you're not Granny Maya's boytoy?”
”Wanna die Fatty?”
”Eek!” Fatty shriveled in fright, covering his face lest Little Tiger throws another pot at him.
As the two nursed their faces, Raven sat back down to his bed. He then asked: ”Well? Why the fuck are you two here?”
”O-oh. Well, the monthly exchange is two hours from now. Wanna come with us?” Fatty asked as he sat down in front of Little Tiger. He had a clear red mark on his forehead with specks of black shavings since he got hit with the bottom of the pot.
Little Tiger was silent for a bit. Referring to his memories, he usually came with these two whenever the monthly exchange was about to happened. Still, even with their company, Little Tiger hated making a public appearance. He has a lot of reasons for hating it too...
But Little Tiger is no longer the same wimp as before.
”Sure, why not. I don't have anything better to do anyway.” He replied as he collected his quota and placed it above the table.
Rosa and Fatty looked at each other in confusion. Both of them knew that they thought about the same thing...
'He truly did change...'
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”Line-up! I said line-up properly you fools! Are you dumb, deaf or both! I swear if you don't line-up properly, I'll break your legs!”
It's a bit lively in the tribe today. People were gathering at the center of the tribe since today is the Monthly Exchange day.
At very center, a group of men wearing clean clothes and had haughty expressions were stationed. Behind them was a stack of food and supplies, neatly arranged and in full display. Majority of the people's eyes were locked on to the sacks of rice and piles of meat in the table. Some of them were even drooling already.
The people who were guarding the supply inwardly sneered as they saw the greedy expressions of the tribesmen.
”Next!”
”Hurry-up and leave!”