"You're still so young. Instead of studying properly, your head is full of this messy nonsense all day."
Hearing Wanda's question, Hawking sighed helplessly and pinched her cheek.
"I'm a normal man. I only like women, not men.
But your older brother prefers more mature women. I have no interest in those little schoolgirls."
He did not want his little sister to mistake him for gay.
As a man who had lived for over thirty years across two lifetimes and leaned toward mature reasoning, he naturally preferred women who were a little more mature.
At the very least, they had to be in their twenties.
Those little girls at school who liked him were not even adults yet. He was not some pervert, so how could he possibly be interested in them?
"Mature women."
Hearing Hawking's answer, Wanda felt both delighted and disappointed.
She was delighted that Hawking was a normal man and did not have the sexual orientation issue she had worried about. But she was disappointed because Hawking liked mature women, while she was still four years away from adulthood.
No, I have to keep a close eye on him these next few years and cut off all of Hawking's romantic prospects. Once I've matured, then...
Coming back to her senses, Wanda looked at Hawking with a serious expression.
"Hawking, I think men should focus on their careers. Matters like dating must be considered carefully. Um, there's a saying that goes like this.
Love is a war without smoke, and someone always gets hurt in the end. Love is a kind of restraint that makes people lose their freedom.
So you must not rush into dating, and you definitely can't get married too early."
Listening to Wanda chatter on and on, her mouth full of pessimistic views on