Daily Life

Wakanda's dirty secrets had been exposed, greatly damaging its international reputation. On top of that, their own prince had fallen into someone else's hands. Already in the wrong, they did not dare act rashly despite possessing technology far beyond that of other nations.

What was more, their homeland was far from peaceful. No matter how isolated they were from the world, ambitious people would always emerge. Having finally encountered such a heaven-sent opportunity, these schemers had rallied a group of Wakandan citizens unwilling to remain confined to their little corner and begun moving in secret.

In the outside world, even America took a cautious stance toward Wakanda. Although they greatly coveted the advanced technology shown in those photos and videos, it was precisely because they understood how advanced it was that they did not dare push Wakanda too hard.

With both sides exercising restraint, Wakanda and the United Nations fell into a prolonged deadlock of negotiations.

No matter how lively things became internationally or online, none of it had anything to do with Kraft anymore, because he...

Had started school!

When the new term began, Kraft, now gloriously promoted to eighth grade, brought along his robot little sister Alice, who had developed a love for school. By then, the two were about the same height. If anything, Kraft might have been just a tiny bit taller, which made him far less resistant to taking Alice to school.

"Big bro—! I wanna go too! I wanna go too, awooo!"

On the first day of school, Quinn wrapped his two front paws around Kraft's leg and wailed loudly.

"With you and the big boss gone, the house is so boring!"

"Quit it! Pets aren't allowed at school!"

Kraft rubbed Quinn's doggy head and scolded him with an amused grin.

"Shocked! More species discrimination! So cold, so trembling! When will us little animals finally stand up for ourselves?! Don't you humans have animal protection societies? Aren't they going to do anything about this?!"

"What have you been watching all day?"

Kraft tugged at Quinn's chubby cheeks, thinking he really ought to restrict the dog's access to television and computers.

"Harro, don't let Quinn watch any more weird stuff from now on!"

"Harro understands. Harro understands."

"Shocked! Not only are you refusing to take me to school, you're restricting my TV time too! Is that reasonable?!"

Quinn made an even bigger fuss, rolling over onto the floor and kicking wildly at the air with all four paws.

"I don't care! I wanna go to school! I wanna go to school!"

"...Three bags of snacks!"

Kraft brought out his trump card.

"Five bags!"

The moment Quinn heard there was food involved, he perked up. With a twist of his body, he sprang back to his feet and began seriously bargaining with Kraft.

"Three bags, take it or leave it! If you keep eating, you'll turn into David!"

"Alrighty~ Have a safe trip, big bro~ Watch the road~"

Quinn promptly picked up the backpack Kraft had tossed aside, carried it to his feet, and set it down. His tail wagged as he wore a fawning smile.

"Sigh..."

Kraft sighed helplessly, picked up the backpack by his feet, and headed outside. He was starting to regret buying Quinn in the first place just because the dog gave him a sense of déjà vu. Cats were much less troublesome—Bear never pulled this kind of nonsense.

After bringing Alice to Vantas Public Middle School to register, the school naturally placed her in Kraft's class, since board member Mr. Martin had already given them advance notice.

And on Alice's first day of school, she received a warm welcome from the entire class.

She was cute, sweet-natured, and Kraft's little sister. Any one of those traits would have made plenty of people want to befriend her, let alone all three combined.

However, Kraft had never expected that some of the girls would use Alice as an excuse to get close to him.

"Am I really that popular?"

Kraft scratched his head and asked Fatty Liao beside him, who was consumed by envy, jealousy, and resentment.

At most schools in America, nerds were not especially popular. Instead, they were often the main targets of campus bullying. Kraft was not exactly a nerd, but he spent so much time in his laboratory that his relationships with his classmates were actually fairly ordinary.

"Did you forget that you're also the big boss of Dream Toy Company?"

Nothing was more deadly than showing off without realizing it. Seeing that Kraft's puzzled expression did not seem fake, Fatty Liao clutched his chest and sucked in cold breaths while gritting his teeth resentfully.

Students their age might not yet understand what Dream Toy Company truly represented, but that did not stop them from admiring Kraft. Besides...

If they really managed to hook up with Kraft, wouldn't Barbie dolls, fairy wands, and everything else be theirs for the asking?

Even the desires of girls this age seemed so adorable.

Unfortunately, Kraft could not understand any of it. He politely turned down every girl's invitation.

Come on! I barely have enough time to spend in my lab. Where would I find time to date girls?!

That was exactly how he replied, with perfect righteousness, when Fatty Liao questioned him in anguish.

Fatty Liao was so furious that he pointed his short, carrot-like finger at Kraft and trembled for half a day without managing to squeeze out a single word.

Alice's first day at school went very smoothly, so on the way home, she was in such a good mood that she skipped along the road.

Seeing how excited Alice was made Kraft considerably happier as well.

Until...

They opened the front door.

The house was a complete mess. Food and decorations that had been on the coffee table were scattered everywhere, several chairs had been knocked over, the leaves of the potted plants in the corner were almost completely gone, and the sofa was riddled with holes that had clearly been torn out by sharp claws and teeth.

"Quinn! You stupid dog, get your ass out here!"

Kraft's eye twitched as he roared at the top of his lungs.

Yet after shouting and waiting for a long while, he did not see that stupid dog Quinn appear. The little black cat Bear also seemed to have vanished without a trace.

But Kraft did not notice that at the time. He stormed over to the television. Although the red Harro that had been placed there was also missing, Kraft still had Angela, the artificial intelligence that existed only on the internet.

"Angela! Pull up today's home surveillance footage!"

At Kraft's command, the television in front of him automatically turned on and began playing everything that had happened in the house after he and Alice left.

And the longer Kraft watched, the darker his expression became. He had initially thought that the culprit was Quinn, that stupid dog, but it turned out to be the usually quiet little black cat Bear!

And here I thought she was the less troublesome one!

But Quinn was not much better. Although he was not the main culprit, there was no way he could escape being called an accomplice.

What had happened was very simple. The little black cat Bear had grown tired of the toys Kraft had prepared for her and taken an interest in the little ornaments on the coffee table. After pushing them off one by one, she was still not satisfied and shoved down the plates of fruit and nuts as well.

After clearing the coffee table completely, Bear jumped onto the sofa and began sharpening her claws. At that moment, Quinn ran downstairs with the snacks Kraft had promised him in his mouth. When he saw Bear wrecking the house, he not only failed to stop her but joined in. One cat and one dog turned the entire house upside down.

After they were done, they probably realized they would be scolded, so the two guilty troublemakers hid themselves away. They did not forget to take Harro, which had been used for surveillance, with them.

When Kraft tracked them down through the video, both of them wore looks of utter disbelief.

We clearly hid Harro with us!

"We're screwed..."

Watching the television play footage of his crimes, Quinn buried his head between his front paws.

As for Bear, the true culprit, she put on an obedient expression and burrowed into Alice's arms, rubbing against her while meowing coquettishly, hoping to muddle through it that way.

"Big brother..."

Softhearted Alice wanted to speak up for them, but Kraft cut her off with a wave of his hand.

"No way! These two are dead!"

Then Kraft made use of the materials at hand, using his engineering abilities to whip up a pile of parts and assemble two pet-sized Break the Cauldrons and Sink the Boats Treadmills, before tossing Quinn and Bear into them.

"Big bro, you have no heart! RUA!"

"You can't abuse little animals, meow!"