"Then why didn't you try to stop me?"
"You were covering my mouth."
"I don't care. Even if I'm ninety-nine percent at fault, don't you bear the remaining one percent of the responsibility?"
Exusiai lightly kicked Mizuki with her dainty little foot, uncharacteristically starting to throw a tantrum. Mizuki did not even know what to say to her.
He had originally planned to merely soothe Exusiai's emotions a little last night, but he had not expected her to have built up so much resentment over those seven days. Combined with Mizuki stirring up her feelings on the rooftop, it was hard to say whether an hour had been enough to finish the battle.
"Fine, fine. I'm one hundred percent responsible, okay?"
"Mm, that's more like it. By the way, I'm hungry. Hurry up and make me breakfast... Ah, this isn't Penguin Logistics."
The bed beneath her was indeed much softer than the one at home. Exusiai decided that she would replace her bed once she got back. This bed was nice, and it could withstand quite a beating too.
"It's not morning anymore. It's already afternoon. Xiao Le, you slept for a long time."
"Ah!"
Exusiai sprang upright in fright, only to collapse onto Mizuki because her entire body ached. Mizuki had every reason to suspect she had done it on purpose.
"Then my big sister and the others..."
"They already called to ask. The call is still connected."
Mizuki could not help but chuckle as he pointed at the communicator on the bedside. Beneath the words "Lemuen" was another line that read, "Call in progress..."
This was bad. Her big sister had heard everything she had just said. Exusiai felt as though she had been struck by lightning. In truth, Lemuen was not the only one on the other