Ch. 5: Desire to Protect (SUN)
Suddenly, a small black form flew out of the nearby thicket.
It flew at Apis’ mother.
Apis: "…!"
Apis threw out his arm in an instant, and the shape approached him.
Apis: "…hornet!"
He dropped the flute he had been holding and his face contorted.
Apis' Mother: "Apis…!?"
The hornet left Apis and flew off.
Apis: "…that hornet has a poison that goes into effect right away."
Before my eyes, Apis’ face turned pale and he seemed about to collapse on the spot.
OO: "Apis!?"
Somehow he remained standing, his breathing coming short and painful.
Apis' Mother: "This is terrible…someone! Someone, help!"
His mother’s shouting echoed in the night.
OO: "Apis…"
Apis: "…man, I keep acting so uncool in front of you."
He muttered those few words and lost consciousness.