Webnovel Author In The Apocalypse World

This only made them increasingly doubt whether this was a dream.

Finally, after confirming that Sol indeed intended for them to eat the entire table of delicacies, Shin Woncheon's heart raced as he quickly crouched by the coffee table, ready to dig in.

They didn't dare sit on the sofa; it looked like a new sofa, so they didn't dare to sit on it while they were covered in blood and mud.

How could they dirty the big man's sofa?

At that moment, Kim Hary suddenly called out to them, "Wait."

Wh-What happened?

Shin Woncheon and the others were stunned.

Could it be that Kim Haru changed his mind?

That made sense; what right did they have to enjoy this feast?

Just having such a powerful presence willing to shelter them for a night was something they wouldn't have dared to imagine; they should be grateful.

Expecting to hear a retraction, Shin Woncheon and the others instead received another instruction from Kim Haru.

"Go wash up in the bathroom before eating."

Kim Haru pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

All of them were dirty from the battle, not to mention covered in wounds.

Kim Haru had been so focused on not abandoning them after bringing them here that he completely forgot they had just fought and were filthy.

If they didn't clean up quickly, they might get infected.

They didn't have any medicine left; getting infected now would be disastrous.

Kim Haru hurriedly stopped them from eating and told them to take care of themselves first.

Although it was inconvenient to get wet due to their injuries, there were towels in the bathroom, and wiping them down with some warm water would be good enough.

The only problem was that he didn't have any extra clothes here, and he wasn't sure if they had brought a change of clothes when they left.

Kim Haru even thought about where these people would sleep at night, only to realize they were still standing there, dazed and unmoving.

…Fine then.

Kim Haru began to seriously doubt the intelligence of the people he had brought back; how had they managed to act so foolishly all the way back?

Had they hurt their heads?

How would one treat a head injury?

"Hmm?" Kim Haru wondered, seeing that they still hadn't moved.

The group seemed to be jolted awake and immediately reacted, "Okay, we'll go right now."

Kim Haru watched as the three of them quickly hurried away, and he only had time to raise his voice and shout, "Use the towels on the left. The one on the right is for wiping my feet!"

The sound of the bathroom door shutting soon followed.

With no one else around, Kim Haru finally relaxed.

He looked around, tore a page off the calendar on the wall, and found a pen he had casually put in his pocket during a previous scavenging trip in town.

It was really too much to have to speak in front of people, so he decided to leave them a note to clearly explain the arrangements; that would make him feel more at ease.