I Will Never Submit to Miss Grim Reaper - Chapter 166
Chapter 166: Bitting Cat
The teacher-student relationships and the layout of Starlight Elementary School here give me a “nostalgic for the year 2000” feeling.
When I was in elementary school twenty years ago, the conditions were poor. As the Honor District was not an independent district but belonged to the suburban area of Shenzhen City, the nearest elementary school to the medicinal botanical garden had very outdated facilities. The sports equipment consisted of just a few poles, and in front of the teaching building was a barren land with the flag-raising platform in the center, followed by student dormitories and a cafeteria.
In addition, our school at that time faced a severe shortage of classroom resources. Our entire class had only three teachers: the homeroom teacher taught Chinese and also handled moral education, the math teacher taught natural sciences, and the physical education teacher was responsible for life skills and other auxiliary subjects, serving even as our dormitory supervisor.
Twelve years ago, my elementary school was like this, and twenty years later, Starlight Elementary School here is still the same. The school principal doubling as a math teacher and being so close to the students – if this were in the downtown schools… I can’t even imagine.
“Recently, the population outflow situation in the Nangi District has become increasingly serious. Everyone is trying to find ways, rushing to the big cities. This applies to both students and teachers.”
As Li Denghua, Zhou Xiaofei, and I walked towards the cafeteria behind the teaching building, the principal in front sighed lightly.
“In the past few months, even two cafeteria aunties resigned. Now the chefs personally come to the front to serve food, so the portions are quite generous. You can come and have a look here, it’s cost-effective!”
Perhaps still concerned about what was mentioned before, the principal didn’t forget to introduce the school. “Apart from having fewer people and slightly outdated teaching conditions, this place is actually not bad. The previous principal used the funds allocated from above to improve teaching, set up multimedia classrooms, and provided new beds and water dispensers for the boarders.”
“Hello, Principal He!”
“Is Principal He here for lunch as well?”
On the way to the cafeteria, students continuously recognized the newly arrived “Principal He” and greeted him enthusiastically. It seems that he has a good rapport with the students.
“Didn’t they say someone from the city… the deputy mayor, have you discussed it?”
Walking alongside Li Denghua and Zhou Xiaofei, I thought for a moment and asked, “I probably don’t need to do any publicity, right?”
Personally, I feel that this principal belongs to the type who makes mistakes in haste.
He seems to want to leverage the recent “fire” in the Nanqi District to boost the school enrollment rate, which sounds a bit far-fetched and is a bit beyond my capabilities.
However, putting myself in his shoes, I can actually understand. Not to mention the Nangi District in Shenzhen City, even if you look at the entire country or even the world, we are in an era of “low desire,” where many people lack the desire to have children, leading to an aging population. The suburban areas of Shenzhen City were already in a low fertility region, and families born here are trying their best to send their children to the city. As a result, the surrounding schools are likely to face a situation of declining enrollment.
The day may come when they can’t sustain it anymore, and the closure of the school is just a matter of time. This principal has just been assigned here, and in such desolate surroundings, it’s not easy to ignite any enthusiasm. “The higher-ups will find a way to solve the problems here and may even invite some television stations to come and help with promotion and introduction.”
After hearing my question, the principal smiled apologetically, “I’m really sorry. I was too hasty last night.”
“No problem. I’m usually very busy, probably don’t have time to come here for publicity, and I don’t plan to develop in this area either.”
I took out the school card from the pocket behind my skirt, “Here, take this.”
“You don’t need to do that. Keep it. We’ve already made them.”
The principal waved his hands repeatedly, “Consider it a gift for helping us. Aren’t you good friends with those two? Feel free to come in and play together when you have time.”
Hmm… that doesn’t sound too bad.
I’m not entirely sure why I gave Su Yunjin’s phone number to this principal, and the next day the deputy mayor of Shenzhen City came over, but I can vaguely sense that within this, Su Yunjin must have done a lot of work. Generally speaking, identities like “second-generation wealthy” or “young master” are not simple, and Su Yunjin having connections that ordinary people don’t have is normal.
The biggest issue here is… usually, when a school can’t attract students, it definitely requires government intervention. In other words, Principal He Yuanyi needs to approach not me but the district head of Nanqi District or some higher-ups.
However, he didn’t directly go to these people, either he tried and failed, or he didn’t try at all. So, is it ultimately a problem with Nanqi District itself?
There are plans to build a commercial street in Nanqi District, create a connected “seafront district,” and boost the local economy to address the issues here. I don’t know, as an ordinary person, I have no reason to be bothered about such big matters.
“Well then.” Putting the school card back into my skirt pocket, I nodded, “Thank you.”
To be honest, I do have a tiny bit of a “need to visit Starlight Elementary School,” but it’s really just a tiny bit.
“We’re here. You guys go find a seat, I’ll help with getting the food.”
Walking down a small slope behind the teaching building, we continued until we reached a relatively open area. The principal pointed to a large building ahead and said, “Any specific preferences, or should I order for you?”
I shook my head, “I’m fine, not picky, order anything.”
Li Denghua looked a bit arrogant, “I don’t eat cilantro, celery, and eggplant!”
“I… I’m okay with anything.”
Zhou Xiaofei had a soft and cute demeanor, “Principal, please order whatever you like.”
“Alright, you guys go over there and sit for now.”
The principal pointed to a few seats under the television in the large cafeteria, “I’ll join you in a bit.”
“Okay.”
Li Denghua walked over first, and Zhou Xiaofei, holding her hand, hurriedly followed.
“Today, the deputy mayor of Shenzhen City led an inspection team to the urban village in Nanqi District, Shenzhen City, warmly shaking hands with the local village head…”
“The inspection team visited the local grape plantation, issuing important directives on the development of the plantation and the livelihood security of nearby farmers…”
It’s apparent that the tables, chairs, and the large television on this side of the cafeteria seem to be newly purchased, emitting a scent of new machinery, with the TV sound particularly clear.
“Now, please watch a brief message.”
“The Shenzhen-class cruiser, also known as the ‘Shenzhen History Museum,’ has undergone another large-scale renovation and maintenance. According to records, the Shenzhen-class cruiser had two 150mm caliber ship cannons and four 100mm ship cannons at that time. Such a configuration might seem overly petite even in that era. However, this cruiser protected our homeland during the war, and to prevent this hero from enduring exposure to the elements, the Nanqi District government has decided to move it to a sea area 513 meters away in the next three months, providing comprehensive technical protection…”
Glancing at the television overhead, I instinctively took out my phone, intending to check the comments and messages under my novel.
Suddenly, Zhou Xiaofei, sitting beside me, made a surprising statement, “Denghua, does our relationship count as ‘yuri’?”
I almost fell off my chair, turning around, “Who taught you that?”
“Denghua sister gave me novels, it’s yuri novels.”
Zhou Xiaofei stared with innocent, wide eyes, looking entirely nonchalant, “I read that it says girls should be together, and sticking together with girls at school can enhance ‘yuri power.'”
I gave Li Denghua a look that said, “Did you corrupt the kid?”
“Don’t blame me, it’s the literary girl who wrote the novel.”
Li Denghua, however, had an expression of “I don’t think I did anything wrong”.
“I accidentally mentioned the other day that you were writing a novel. She kept pestering me for the name of the novel, which I didn’t know, so I recommended the book written by that literary girl.”
A book written by a literary girl?
“Who is she?”
I became even more curious, “How do you know I write novels?”
“That literary girl told me. Don’t you two know each other?”
Li Denghua also seemed confused, “Her name is… Lu Xinmeng, right? Aren’t you good friends?”
Oh, Lu Xinmeng…
“Lu Xinmeng is writing a book?”
“Yeah, she claims to be your reader. After reading your book, she wanted to try writing one herself. I didn’t feel comfortable asking for the title of your book, so I asked for hers.”
At this point, Li Denghua paused for a moment, “But I didn’t expect she was writing yuri novels.”
So, does it mean that Lu Xinmeng’s new book is a yuri novel?
I became a bit unsettled and scrolled through my contacts on the phone, finding Lu Xinjian’s number. I pressed the dial button.
“Wait for me a moment, I need to make a call.”
Because the primary school cafeteria was a bit noisy, I stepped outside and stood in the open space near the cafeteria.
“Hello?”
The call was answered shortly, and Lu Xinjian’s voice came through, “What’s up?”
“Is your daughter resting right now?”
I covered the microphone with one hand, “I want to talk to her about something.”
Although yuri might be limitless, preaching it to a child was inappropriate. Moreover, I had always been an ordinary, unremarkable male protagonist writer, even my new book followed the conventional heroic fantasy male protagonist genre. Since Lu Xinmeng was my reader, why would she suddenly decide to write yuri novels?
“Not yet. At this time, we are usually waiting for the lunch assigned by the hospital, and then her mom feeds her. But Xinmeng’s health is quite good now, she can eat by herself…”
Lu Xinjian found it strange, “Are you looking for Xinmeng? I’ll give the phone to her.”
“Okay.”
Amidst a flurry of hurried footsteps, it didn’t take long before Lu Xinmeng’s soft voice came through the phone, “Sister Nuo’er.”
“How’s your health?”
In a comforting tone, I asked, “Is your chest still hurting?”
“Not at all, not at all. Brother’s heart has been beating very regularly. Even the doctors are saying they’ve never seen such a peculiar case. It feels like this heart has been growing in my chest since I was little. Originally, they said it would take a month before I could leave the hospital, but Dad said we might be able to complete the discharge procedures by the end of May.”
Seemingly to prove that she wasn’t lying, the little girl even deliberately placed the phone against her chest, and I could faintly hear the “thump thump” sound of her heartbeat.
“See? These days, I’ve been sleeping so comfortably at night, and I can even go to the bathroom by myself.”
Lu Xinmeng sounded very cheerful, “Sister Nuo’er, is there something today?”
“Uh… well…”
I hesitated for a moment, “Have you been writing novels online lately?”
“Yeah, how did sister find out?”
“I heard it from Denghua.”
I thought for a moment, “How many words have you written?”
“Over a hundred thousand, maybe?”
“Over a hundred thousand?!”
“No, not really. There are over ninety thousand words from before that I wrote but never published. After meeting with Sister a few days ago, I registered an account on Honeydew when I returned to the hospital and started posting the novel.”
“You posted ninety thousand at once?”
“Not exactly, I post two to three thousand words every day. They say you shouldn’t post too much during the new book period.”
My little one… not posting too much during the new book period means not exceeding six thousand words a day. This is not just posting too much, it’s like skipping the new book period altogether. But considering she’s a middle school student, perhaps she’s not concerned about getting the book published, so I didn’t dwell on the word count issue.
“I heard that the theme of your book is yuri?”
I organized my words a bit, “Why did you suddenly want to write this genre?”
“It wasn’t a yuri novel before. I used to write male protagonist stories. But ever since I got Brother’s heart, I don’t know why, but I always felt an urge to try this theme. So, I spent several days modifying it and changed the main character to a girl.”
Lu Xinmeng’s tone was very natural, not like she was lying, “Then I discovered that I really enjoy writing yuri novels. It makes me super happy.”
Hmm…
You’re making me want to try it too.
“And then you recommended your own book to Denghua?”
“She asked about it herself.”
“…”
Alright, I think I understand what’s going on now.
Finally, after chatting with Lu Xinmeng about some daily life matters, asking about her life and health, and confirming that the girl was indeed in good health, I returned to the cafeteria.
At this moment, Principal He Yuanyi happened to have just finished helping us get our food and came back. With one hand carrying two bowls, he skillfully held four rice bowls and placed them on Li Denghua and Zhou Xiaofei’s table.
“Come on, kids, these are the specialties from our cafeteria chef.”
Signaling towards the table, the principal took a seat, “I didn’t say it wrong, did I? The food here is definitely better than outside!”
Let me see… a chicken leg, two slices of Mei Cai Kourou (preserved mustard greens with pork belly), a portion of hollow-stemmed greens or lettuce, along with bean sprouts or tofu, complemented by a bowl of miso soup with plump soybeans visible inside…
“How much does a lunch like this cost here?”
As I spoke, I sat back in my original seat.
The principal said something surprising, “9 yuan 8 jiao (9.8 yuan).”
“What?”
“I mean, for the food here… the Kourou counts as one meat, the hollow-stemmed greens and tofu both count as vegetables. One meat is three yuan, one vegetable is one yuan. So, one meat and two vegetables is five yuan. The chicken leg is four yuan, making it nine yuan. Adding two bowls of rice, it’s 8 jiao (0.8 yuan), and the soup is free.”
The principal pointed at the dishes in my bowl and analyzed, “How about that? It’s cheaper than outside, right?”
Now that you mention it… it certainly is. This can’t be described as cheaper than outside; this is basically the “cost price,” isn’t it? In this era, even in the outskirts of the city like Nanqi District in Shenzhen, a simple fast-food meal with one meat and two vegetable dishes starts at ten yuan in regular fast-food restaurants. Here, you get a large chicken leg and free soup.
Judging by the quality of the soup, it doesn’t seem like the kind that is hastily made with a bit of MSG and a few vegetables. It’s well-known that soybeans are much more expensive than regular vegetables, and they are particularly beneficial for the brain development of children.
It can only be said that this school is indeed considerate.
After a simple lunch, Zhou Xiaofei dragged Li Denghua’s hand, enduring her disdainful gaze, and headed towards the nearby student dormitory building. Meanwhile, I, along with Principal He Yuanyi, took a brief tour of the school and returned to the school gate before the lunch break bell rang.
“In the future, if you want to come and hang out here, you’re welcome anytime.”
At the school gate, the principal deliberately said in front of the security guard, “I won’t hide it from you, I actually… was a fan of your café manager before. At that time, I bought a laptop under her recommendation, and I’ve been using it until now. It’s a pity that not long after, she quit being a virtual streamer.”
The principal’s words reminded me of the old laptop I saw in the office last night. “How do you know she’s our café manager?”
“Her voice, I remember it. Although she changed her vocal tone, us old fans still recognize it.”
The principal sighed, “Forget it, let’s not talk about the past. Seeing that she’s doing well now and has so many beautiful employees supporting her, I feel relieved. Do you want me to give you a ride back?”
“No need,” I shook my head. “I’m going to the market to buy some groceries later.”
“Wow, the little chef!”
The principal gave me a thumbs up, “Having a girlfriend like you, Xiamo is really fortunate!”
Give it a rest, I’ll be grateful if she comes back on time tonight.
After bidding farewell to the principal of Starlight Elementary School, I arrived at the small free market outside the vegetable garden under the scorching sun.
“Hey, little sister, here to buy vegetables again?”
“What do you need today? How about some seaweed?”
“These prawns just arrived, fresh as can be, only 28!”
The grandpas, grandmas, uncles, and aunties here had become familiar with me, and they warmly greeted me the moment they saw me.
“Um…”
I walked towards the various stalls that were familiar from memory.
“How much is this chicken? Black chicken? Sure, black chicken works. Oh, and it comes with goji berries too?”
“Uncle, how much per kilogram for spare ribs?”
“Grandma, let’s get two pounds of these prawns.”
Thinking about how Yin Xiamo specifically instructed to make chicken soup and sweet and sour spare ribs in the morning, this time, I could say I brought out my own “full range of skills.” I bought a small black chicken suitable for making soup, even got the stall owner to throw in some goji berries. Then, I went to the nearby dry goods market to buy some red dates and small ginseng. I planned to make black chicken red date soup.
To match the color of sweet and sour spare ribs, I took a long detour to the nearby small supermarket and bought a packet of white sesame seeds.
As for the live prawns, after removing the heads and veins, boiling them in salted water would be sufficient. The key to this dish lies in the dipping sauce, specifically the selection and combination of soy sauce.
I once made a similar dipping sauce by mixing peanut oil and soy sauce in certain proportions, stir-frying it until fragrant, and then adding some scallions for color and aroma. If you like, you can also add cilantro.
“……”
Around 2 p.m. in the afternoon, I returned to the rental house carrying large and small bags.
I soaked the sliced black chicken in warm salted water and did the same for the spare ribs. I put the live prawns into a small bucket in the kitchen with water, covered it to prevent them from jumping out. After completing all this, I washed and soaked the remaining mung beans in water, cut the seaweed into small pieces, soaked them, took out a small amount of orange peel, and cut it into pieces for later use.
This way, I would be able to prepare many dishes in the evening.
Sweet and sour spare ribs and chicken soup were Yin Xiamo’s favorites. Although she didn’t explicitly say it, during the previous barbecue in the park, she mentioned that the Demon Clan loved seafood. So, I spent a significant amount to buy two pounds of prawns.
I planned to stir-fry some simple vegetables, and by the time I finished cooking, the mung beans and seaweed would also be ready. I could then put them in the refrigerator. After the meal, the mung beans and seaweed would surely be cool and delicious, perfect for a post-dinner dessert or midnight snack.
Hmm, so Yin Xiamo… Oops, oops, oops, that shameless grim reaper can’t trap me!
Even if my body has shrunk and my gender has changed, I can still be self-reliant, and maybe even live a better life!
After working up a sweat in the kitchen, I returned to my room, took off my shirt and little skirt, and lay down on the bed wearing just my underwear.
Now is a good time to take a short nap.
I can rest for about half an hour and then start by cooking mung bean porridge. After that, I’ll spend an hour or two writing drafts. Following that, it’ll be time to start preparing dinner.
Hopefully, Yin Xiamo won’t be late tonight…
“……”
……
I had a very sound nap this time.
No strange dreams, no interruptions in the middle, I lay down and hugged the little succubus plush pillow on the bed. Soon after, I felt drowsy, and when I opened my eyes again, it was already afternoon.
Stretching lazily in bed, I glanced at the time on my phone and put on my clothes.
“Time to get to work!”
Cooking mung bean and seaweed isn’t difficult. Here, there are two types of “seaweed.” One is natural and plump seaweed, either in long strips or cut into thin shreds, deep green and semi-transparent, similar to jade.
The other type is dried flat seaweed. Some vendors may sprinkle salt on top, but seaweed itself doesn’t have a distinct taste when eaten directly, or it has a subtle “umami” flavor, as MSG was originally extracted from seaweed a long time ago. Adding seaweed to mung bean porridge enhances its umami flavor.
As for tangerine peel, it mainly serves as a “flavor enhancer” for the combination of mung bean and seaweed. You don’t need to add too much; a small piece the size of a bottle cap is enough for a pot of mung bean and seaweed. The key to this dessert is brown sugar. The taste is entirely different when using brown sugar compared to regular sugar. It’s best to use brown sugar, but if you don’t have it, you can use regular brown sugar with a bit of honey.
“Ah… you’re at home.”
While I was putting all the ingredients for the post-dinner dessert, “Mung Bean and Seaweed,” into the pot to cook, Ai Luodi walked out from the second floor, pushing the door, “Has your Xiao Mo returned yet?”
“No, she said she’ll come back for dinner tonight.”
I stepped on a small stool in the kitchen, put the prepared black chicken, goji berries, and other ingredients into another rice cooker, then turned on the heat. Wearing an apron and turning on the overhead range hood, I placed the ribs into the pot, “Are you eating here tonight?”
“No.”
In her nightgown, with messy hair, Ai Luodi yawned, “I’ll go to the café and then bring Jiajia back.”
“So early?”
As I stir-fried the ribs, I found it strange and asked, “Isn’t it before the end of working hours?”
“I’m just idling around anyway. I’ll let Lan Jiajia come back and help me with my daily tasks.”
Ai Luodi yawned again, “Did you make mung bean porridge?”
“Yeah, do you want to drink it? It’ll probably take another hour to be ready.”
“Save me some, I’ll drink it tomorrow morning when I come back.”
“Sure.”
Watching Ai Luodi leave the kitchen, I continued to stir-fry the ribs on a small stool. The most significant difference between the body of a little girl and that of an old man is the reduced strength. This means that when cooking ingredients like ribs, I can’t keep flipping the pot with one hand, I have to constantly brush it with a small spatula.
Moreover, what makes Sweet and Sour Ribs troublesome is not just the need for one round of stir-frying but several complicated steps, including blanching, removing oil, and finally adding vinegar and sugar. It takes at least forty to fifty minutes.
“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle…”
After working alone in the kitchen for one or two hours, I came out covered in sweat.
Wearing the apron proved to be useless; not only was my top soaked through, but there were also sweat stains on my underwear, and even my panties were damp, feeling a bit sticky. However, looking at a table full of delicious and aromatic dinner, I felt content.
There was meat, large shrimp, chicken soup, and vegetables. After the meal, there was also mung bean soup. Now, Xiamo shouldn’t be able to find any fault, right?
“Is it ready now?”
Ai Luodi, who had changed into the maid outfit and applied makeup in her room on the second floor, casually grabbed a piece of rib while passing by the dining table. As she nibbled on it, she walked towards the entrance, saying, “Mm, not bad.”
“Be careful on the way.”
I looked at Ai Luodi in the maid outfit and asked, “Can’t you change after arriving?”
“Too troublesome. It’s fine to go like this.”
After Ai Luodi left, I looked at the table full of dishes, enduring the growling of my stomach, and returned to my room. Considering the hot weather today, this meal probably wouldn’t cool down anytime soon. Since Xiamo said she could come back before it gets dark, I decided to wait a bit for her to return and eat together.
With that in mind, I returned to my seat and continued writing the novel.
And then half an hour passed, an hour, and an hour and a half. After finishing an entire chapter of the novel, I glanced at the time on my phone. Looking outside, the sun had completely set behind the mountains. A somewhat uncomfortable feeling suddenly rose in my heart.
Xiamo… Could it be that she’s facing the same situation as before? No, in the morning, I conducted the “cardboard box test” on her, and everything was fine.
Standing up from the computer chair, I returned to the living room. The food on the dining table no longer emitted the same steam as when it was freshly made, but a touch to the edge of the soup bowl with my hand still revealed a noticeable warmth.
Staring at the plate of large shrimp for a few seconds, I went to the kitchen, grabbed some chopsticks, and carefully followed the manner of a hotel chef. I arranged all the shrimp in a circular pattern and added a leaf of vegetable in the center. After that, I sprinkled some white sesame seeds on the ribs and added some chopped green onions.
Returning to the kitchen, I opened the cupboard, took out two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks, filled each bowl with rice, and then placed them on the table.
Still not back?
I followed the kitchen towards the balcony and looked outside. The sky was already completely dark, and the time on my phone showed that it was now 7:40 in the evening.
Don’t be like this…
Feeling a bit panicked, I hastily opened my contact list, barely glancing at it, and directly opened the top contact. I pressed the dial button—
“Hello, the number you have dialed is not in the service area. Please try again later…”
Not in the service area? This sentence made me tremble.
Generally, being out of the service area means that the mobile signal doesn’t cover Xiamo’s location. It could either be a remote area or… she went abroad, or maybe she ended up in another world.
This person…
With trembling hands, I pressed the redial button.
“Hello, the number you have dialed is not in the service area. Please try again later…”
Dial again!
“Hello, the number you have dialed is not in the service area. Please try again later…”
“……”
Repeatedly dialing Xiamo’s number more than ten times in front of the dining table, I could only receive the “out of service area” prompt throughout.
Subsequently, I couldn’t help but stand up from the chair, pacing around the living room, feeling a bit lost as I didn’t know where to find her.
Xiao Mo…
Don’t be like this…
I really hate this feeling…
Clearly, I finally had a good friend with whom I could share my thoughts, and you promised to come back today. We were supposed to live together in the future…
In the living room, my mind was blank as I walked back and forth for almost three minutes. Then, I remembered something, holding my phone, I walked out to the balcony and dialed Xiamo’s number again.
“Doo—”
Hmm? Connected?
This time, the phone’s external speaker didn’t play the cold artificial voice but the clear sound of a connected call.
“Doo—”
Just as the call had been going on for less than ten seconds, a spatial crack opened up beside me, and Xiamo, with slightly disheveled clothes, walked out from the crack, saying, “Did the little kitty miss me after just one day?”
“You!”
I looked at the completely darkened sky outside and then at Xiamo’s appearance, resembling someone who had just returned from the battlefield in Syria. I took a deep breath and said, “Xiao Mo, come here.”
“Hi?”
The girl in front of me made a “0w0” expression, cautiously walking towards me. “What’s the matter, little kitty?”
“Hand.”
I used a cold gaze to gesture toward her right hand.
“Hand… What happened to my hand?”
The girl’s tone became more timid as if she knew she was late. She no longer had her usual “arrogance” on her face. “I… I was just ten minutes late. You… just calm down.”
Ten minutes? You’re at least half an hour late!
“No, I’m very calm now.”
I continued to stare at Yin Xiamo’s snow-white right hand. “Hand, bring it over.”
“Bring it over?”
Yin Xiamo raised her hand in front of me. “Like this?”
I grabbed her little hand to my mouth and then—bit down on the wrist!
“Ah!”
Yin Xiamo winced in pain, pulled her hand back, and retreated several steps. “Yin Nuo’er, what are you doing?”
“This is your lesson.”
I snorted discontentedly and walked towards the dining table in the middle of the living room.
“All dirty, go wash your face and clean your hands. If you don’t finish the meal I cooked later, you won’t sleep in the bed tonight!”
“……”
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