Work as a hunting dog, they said. It would be fun, they said.

Well, third-wheeling for two of your comrades wasn't the least bit fun.

“I can't believe you actually ordered that. Despicable,” Jouno scoffs, as the three of you were lounging in a restaurant, a small break after a mission. “What a disgrace.”

“Calm down, it’s just a drink,” Tecchou replied, the same flat tone as always as he took a sip from his soy-mixed latte.

They really act like an old married couple.