I couldn't grasp what she was talking about. Was Alpa doing drugs or something?
Well, he was always a messed-up bastard. You could tell just by his way of speaking, right?
But I didn't expect it to come up so directly.
I tilted my head and asked.
"Sleepwalking? Tell me more."
"Haa, well...!"
Anya clasped her hands together nervously, then slowly rubbed them. People often do that when they're mentally and emotionally unstable.
This won't do. No matter how debauched I am, I should show at least 1% humanity.
I patted Anya's shoulder.
"It's okay. You're his mother, aren't you? What's wrong?"
"He's been acting sensitive lately. I just thought it was his rebellious phase, since he's always had one. But he used to become more mature around the anniversary of his father's death, you know?"
"Really? That's surprising."
"He said he'd take his father's place... But these days, he's been showing rough behavior regardless of the day."
