They hadn't walked far when Uncle Mori was already drenched in sweat, bent over with his hands on his knees, panting heavily. He weakly raised his hand to the people ahead, saying intermittently, "Rest...take a break..."
“Uncle, didn’t we just start climbing the mountain ten minutes ago…” Guangyou looked at Uncle Mori helplessly and said, “It seems that your physical fitness is not good, Uncle. You should exercise more when you get back.”
"What do you know, kid?" Uncle Mori continued to pant heavily, explaining, "I'm just a little tired from working too much lately."
Looking at Uncle Mori's tired face, Kōyū didn't know what to say. He had seen how much work Uncle Mori had been doing lately.
The answer is, of course, not many. Ever since Uncle Mori signed the compensation agreement for him some time ago, Guangyou hasn't taken on any decent cases.
Since that day, we've been handling an average of one case every four to five days, with the biggest case we've taken on being a kidnapping case a while back.
Unfortunately, the kidnapping case turned out to be a false alarm.
"Ai, do you want to rest?" Kōyū turned around and asked. "If you want to rest, rest here for a while."
"Let's keep going up, I'm not tired," Ai replied, shaking her head.
Hearing their conversation, Uncle Mori was somewhat taken aback. It seemed like this kid wasn't going to wait for him.
As he suspected, Guangyou didn't want to wait in place. There was still a considerable distance to the summit, and if they continued walking and stopping like this, it would take too long.
By the time we reached the mountaintop, lunchtime would probably be long over.
So, Uncle Mori, who was still panting, could only watch helplessly as Kōyū and the other slowly made their way upstairs. He scoffed, "That brat..."
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