After saying that, Glenn immediately left the place, leaving Dewa who was still coughing from being strangled.

Glenn wasn't gripping his neck that hard but still, his throat was excruciatingly sore. He had trouble breathing.

"Damn you weirdow!" Dewa said in surprise.

"Where is she going?" he continued after seeing Glenn was nowhere to be seen.

Dewa took a deep breath greedily before muttering incoherently again, "What exactly happened to him? Is it true that he has some kind of relationship with those damn people?"

Glenn himself walked aimlessly for a dozen minutes until he chose to stop at a city park. The park wasn't very crowded and there happened to be plenty of seating there. He also chose one of the long benches and sat on the bench with a blank stare.

"Never mind, Glenn. So what can you do now? Nothing. You're just a bum with nothing," he muttered, trying to remind himself.

He then decided to sleep on the bench, convincing himself that tomorrow morning he would have forgo