"Did you really apologize when I told you to?"
He'd given a half-hearted apology, looking utterly aggrieved.
But the moment he provoked someone, he was full of energy again.
The stark contrast made Grandma's mouth twitch.
This kid...
He really needed a good spanking.
"I did apologize!"
The chubby boy said with confidence.
He really had apologized.
What did he have to feel guilty about?
Grandma:...
This kid...
He really did need to be taught a lesson.
While the grandmother and grandson traded words, the old woman stood there, looking hesitant.
She wanted to leave.
She still hadn't found the red one-eyed creature.
But watching the grandmother and grandson "trade barbs," she couldn't find a chance to speak.
"Mom."
The woman came over and looked her mother up and down.
"Are you really all right?"
"Does the spot where you were hit hurt?"
"I'm fine."
The old woman shook her head.
She seemed somewhat distracted.
Should she interrupt them forcefully?
Or go around the grandmother and grandson and leave directly?
Either option seemed a little rude...
The old woman was torn.
"Good. As long as you're all right."
Though her mother's slightly perfunctory response made the woman suspicious.
She had reason to believe that even if her mother was in pain right now, she wouldn't pay it any mind.
She might not even notice.
As for the reason...
It wasn't that her mother had a particularly high pain tolerance.
It was that her mind was elsewhere.
She was too preoccupied to notice the pain in her body.
The woman shook her head.
Was she really that eager to find it?
Then the woman thought she was being silly.
Of all people, wasn't she, the one who had lived with her mother all