human
The Leader:  A mere ten seconds or so later, a commotion of footsteps came from a nearby alley— The leader of the men shouted, “The hell, I thought it was the brats, but it’s the old man! Shit!”
gpt
Old Man Rom:  Old Man Rom fielded the foul language with a serene expression. “What? You shouldn’t surprise your elders like this.”
human
Old Man Rom:  Old Man Rom hadn’t put any special invective into his sentence, but the displeasure of a giant like him carried a force all its own.
gpt
Member of the group:  But one of the members of the group pointed at Old Man Rom and mocked, “Hey, wait, it’s Grandpa Cromwell. Hey, should you really be talkin’ smack to us here?”
human
Old Man Rom:  The furrows of Old Man Rom’s wrinkled face deepened further in a bitter response. “I do not like being called that name.”
gpt
Member of the group:  “Get outta here, old man, or we’ll bust up your loot cellar and make you the laughingstock of the slums.”
human
Old Man Rom:  “That place has gotten incredibly dirty over the years. If you destroyed it entirely you’d be doing me a favor. So how about I do as I please?”
gpt
Member of the group:  “Yeah, fine. Now, Cromwell… Did you see two brats runnin’ this way?”
human
Old Man Rom:  “I didn’t see them. Do you know where my blond daughter is?”
gpt
Member of the group:  “Beats me. You picked her up off the street, so what’s the big deal? Man, goin’ senile must suck.”
human
The Men:  The men waved farewell, laughing derisively as they noisily left the area.
gpt
Old Man Rom:  Old Man Rom watched their retreating backs, biting his lip as he held back his anger. As Subaru watched his face through a small gap, he couldn’t help but feel bad for him.