Ezra's POV
"Rin, don't touch him. He's not feeling well," Sylven said, stopping Rin from reaching out to me.
I glanced at Rin. He was looking at me with that beautifully worried face.
"Rin, why are you here?" I asked.
"Ezra, are you alright? Why is your face getting so pale?"
Oh man, he was asking so many questions, and it was hard for me to respond. I couldn't even move, let alone talk, because of the pain. Just then, Zevian and Lazek rushed into the room.
"Sylven, please tell your brothers to leave. I don't want to see their faces," I mumbled.
"What? What did you say? Can you say it louder? I can't hear you," Sylven replied.
This idiot doesn't even have great ears, despite being a beastman. Just then, the healer finally stepped inside. They made me lie down on the bed on my stomach.
As the Omega healer pulled up my top—
"Please send those two out of here," I tried to say louder, but my voice didn't come out strong enough.
