"Hey! Just how long do you plan on sleeping?"
Gepard's voice grew clearer. Zack groggily opened his eyes, looking at Gepard's rather irritated expression, and replied with absolute nonchalance: "What's the matter? Scared to the point of crying without the big boss around? Figures, I suppose. After all, you're still just a snot-nosed brat. I actually took you for a mature kid for a second there, but I guess I overestimated you."
Zack lazily sat up, dusted himself off, and—as if he had eyes in the back of his head—slightly tilted his head to dodge Gepard's enraged sneak attack from behind while swiftly raising a hand. Gepard felt his vision go dark, followed by a crisp *slap* echoing through the air. A burning pain flared across his forehead where he had taken a solid flick, making him clutch his head and glare with venomous eyes.
Chapter 68