Anyway, it's best that I forget about that stupid pen pal for now.
I should just tell him what I came here to do before I let out what really happened to my pen pal activity.
And if I do manage to let it slip, then...I guess that kid got what they're looking for.
Heh.
Whoops, okay, sorry. I think I let my Opponia trait slip out again.
Anyway, it seems that bringing up valid points to ensure Dad's approval doesn't work. My brothers already tried and they never won an argument against Dad where it matters the most--like not wanting to go to Aster, for example.
Therefore, I'll just have to do what I can right now.
And that's to beg.
I clasp my hands together and close my eyes shut. "Daddy, can I go wander around the garden? Pretty please? Please? Pleaaaaaaaaase!"
I brace myself for
