Reborn, all I want is to laze around and live off others, like a salted fish.
Until the junior brother who died fighting for me in my previous life showed up with a sword and, with a cold expression, cleaved my rocking chair in two. “Senior Brother, it’s time to train.”
I ran for my life, but every time, he tracked me down and dragged me back.
Until one day, I could take no more. “What will it take for you to leave me alone?”
His eyes turned red, and he replied hoarsely, “Anything, as long as you don’t... die before me again, Senior Brother.”
