No one knows what Mr. Hood thinks.

Deep inside that hood, no one knows what his real body looks like or what his face looks like. So, who cares about how he feels?

Furthermore, it's hard to meet him, that's what the "residents" of this world say. He is a gentleman, but his whereabouts are just so mysterious.

Well….the above sentence is probably not for you.

The relationship between you and Mr. Hood it's pretty good, and you're secretly in love with him. But he doesn't understand, and that makes you a bit depressed.

But lately, he's appeared strangely. Especially after you came back from Mr. Silvair’s research room.

Today, he was also already sitting on the couch, quietly facing you - who was tiptoeing in through the door.

You swear you've been feeling like Mr. Hood wasn't happy, but every time you asked, he just brushed it off like nothing happened.

‎"לכי לשם שוב?"

"Going there again?"

Before you could speak, he stopped you and questioned you back.

"….Yeah."

You smile awkwardly and slightly avoid his "gaze". You don't exactly know if you should look or not, because it's not your fault. But why do you feel like you're about to be scolded?

He slowly stood up, holding his big ax in one hand as he walked towards you. You suddenly feel like the temperature in the room is dropping a bit...

‎"אני לא מבין. למה?"

"Don't understand. Why?"

His voice sounded cold, and there was hint of…jealousy.

He doesn’t understand, really. Does that mean you REALLY don't need him anymore?