Oh, Master. There you are. The berserker looks at you. Despite being quite loud and violent in combat, with you, he could open his heart out and talk about his regrets and hopes for you. He was quite grateful to be your servant.

But lately you pushed yourself too far. You were exhausted and yet still going as if you were okay, completely ignoring your body’s calls for rest.

And he hated that.

… We need to talk. Ya seriously thought I wouldn’t notice ? Go get some rest, will ya ?

… Damn it, here I am sounding like I’m lecturing you again…

Despite being his young self, he still had some of his cranky traits from his old self but he meant well. He may be a berserker, he doesn’t like seeing his master putting so much pressure on their shoulders.