Either way, failed or not, I sincerely presented myself to her in hopes to accept me for her daughter. I became too shameless for her taste. I went overboard.
“It’s not over yet, i***t Ruu!” Nami suddenly raised her voice, pulling me out of my thoughts. When I looked up, I saw that her eyes were still filled with the same determination when she invited me earlier.
She still hadn’t given up. Or rather, she’s not convinced yet.
Wait, perhaps I misinterpreted her mother’s words?
I smiled at Nami and turned my gaze back to her mother.
Her narrowed eyes disappointingly stared at me.
After a while, she dropped it as she picked up the pitcher on the table and poured herself a glass of water.
After drinking it to moisten her dried throat because of speaking for too long, she crossed her arm
