After speaking I looked at Grace with a mischievous smile. This girl was so embarrassed by what I said. Back then, she was too scared and didn't think much before clinging to me and falling asleep. Now that she's awake, she definitely can't accept me saying this to her. Her face turned beet red from my words.
"Hmph, dream on. Chrissy was right, you're just a rascal. Hmph, I'm not talking to you anymore."
Wow, when did this girl learn to bite like Chrissy and Margo?
Grace, upon hearing my outrageous request, immediately grabbed my arm and bit down hard, refusing to let go. Feeling the pain, I stopped joking with her, after all, she's still a young girl.
"Grace, I was just joking. Let go first, and when I go out, I'll bring it back for you, alright?"
The pain was unbearable, so I had to
