Atsushi hated traveling, similar to a cat.

Or did he? Now that Atsushi thought about it: No, he didn't hate it. He felt annoyes in the process, yes, but he didn't hate it.

What he did hate, however, was thw fact that they were going on some random mountain with a sea nearby, and a small hut as a stay.

It wasn't that the location was particularly bad or anything, but he did not want to go hiking in the wild, even if being in the wild should've been his thing.

At least he had his colleague, right? Not everyone had come, tho. It was only Dazai and himself. Fukuzawa had told him it was for 'mentor-mentée'-bonding, but Atsushi could hardly understand.

He groaned, his feet already aching from climbing a few rocks and the alikes. It wasn't hard, but Atsushi was hungry, which made this so much less enjoyable.

And Dazai wasn't helping, either. No, he simply told Atsushi off with a "there'll be enough food at our hut, Atsushi-kun. Be patient!~"

"Ugh, I hate you, Dazai." Atsushi whined.