EP 2: Hellfire
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"Cough, cough... What... what is it, Preem... Preem didn't mean to, Mr. Plerng."
"Didn't mean to? Huh! You never mean to... you never mean to cause a disaster!"
"Well... / Shut up! I shouldn't have brought you here. You're good at arguing, never do anything right, and the best you can do is cause chaos! Damn it! When will you finally get out of my life!"
"..." There's really no need to speak so harshly.
And look at him, after speaking, he stormed off to his room. It's not surprising he'd leave; staying would just be a waste of time after venting his anger. He got to release his anger, his frustration, and whatever else, while someone like Preerata, who relies on others, is left behind?
"... Huh! I'd rather die than live with you, Mr. Hellfire!"
I rolled my eyes at him and turned back to look at the remnants of civilization that had once been the kitchen, art, and sculpture, half of which occurred naturally and half were man-made.
Fire is something that can occur naturally, but a fire from a gas stove is man-made. And the remnants of my cooking are the result of my 100% handiwork, with him as the catalyst.
I was making breakfast, but then he yelled loud like he'd woken up to find his prized possession missing. Who wouldn't be startled and rush to see what's wrong, boss!
And look at the result of rushing over. Preerata got startled and ran over, forgetting to turn off the gas stove. Whose fault is it? Yeah, Sure, I was careless, but it was his urgency that made me careless in the first place, right?
"Damn it! When will you finally get out of my life!"
Don't worry, I'll be gone soon enough. I just need to find myself a rich husband first!
But before finding a rich husband, I need to clean up this mess. I know that in less than 15 minutes, Mr. Perfectionist Firestorm, who is meticulous from head to toe and very punctual, will come out to eat breakfast and go to work. I need to quickly whip up a new meal and tidy up the kitchen, which is currently a disaster.
Hang in there, Prem! Just scrub and clean like every other time you nearly burned down his kitchen!
Hi, my name is Prem. My real name is Preerata. I'm a second-year student in the Faculty of Education from a small village in a province of Thailand. I'm a genuine Thai from a very poor family, but one day I happened to meet Mr. Plerng's mom. She's the president of a foundation that helps disabled animals and was visiting to spay and treat stray dogs living in a large landfill near my home. At that time, I was just in 10th grade and didn't know what they were doing. I happened to pass by because my grandmother sent me to take leftover food from the temple to feed a mother dog named Dang who had just given birth nearby. She saw me and called me over to ask what I was doing there. When I explained, she took a liking to me. She asked about my life and learned that I was an orphan living with my grandmother and aunt. Seeing me as a simple, kind-hearted girl from the countryside, she decided to extend her kindness beyond helping disabled animals by sponsoring my education and bringing me to study in Bangkok in 11th grade, providing me with a place to live and meals.
"Why are you bringing this kid to live with me, Mom? Aren't you afraid?"
"What should I be afraid of?"
"Afraid I might do something inappropriate to her?"
"Ha ha, I'm your mom, Plerng. In your current state, I doubt you'd do anything. Even when you're drunk, I believe you wouldn't dare. Help me out, will you? This kid has no relatives here and has never been to Bangkok. How would she manage living alone in a dorm?"
"I want my privacy, you know that."
"The kid will stay in her part, and you'll stay in yours. Just look after her a bit for me. This way, she can help with the housework, and you won't have to hire multiple maids."
"So, in the end, I have no choice but to agree?"
"Oh, sweetheart, you shouldn't even have to ask."
"Hmph! Just don't cause me any trouble... you little country bumpkin."
That was the conversation between Madam and Mr. Inferno that I remember. From the first time he saw me, he made it clear I wasn’t welcome. But in the end, he couldn't go against his Mom. And so, from that day until today, Preerata and Mr. Fire Hazard—oops! I mean Akanee—have been living together in this luxurious condo for 4 years now -_-!
"Don't cause any trouble for me... you country bumpkin."
Thinking back, the first words he ever said to me were so hostile, they felt like a curse, you know? Because as far as I can remember, his kitchen has almost caught fire 11 times already ^_^!
I’m not sure if I was really causing him trouble, but from what I've seen, it probably was, even though almost every time, Mr. Inferno had a part in setting his own kitchen on fire.
But! But it's not like I only cause problems, you know? Over the past four years, I've done everything for him. I've taken care of his living conditions, from the cleanliness of the condo, food, clothes, cosmetics, even the toothbrush he uses every day—I chose it for him. The only things this country bumpkin hasn't done yet are feeding him and bathing him.
Huh! One word is "country bumpkin," and the next is "country bumpkin." Isn't it this country bumpkin who gets him food and water every day? But 'country bumpkin' isn’t the only name Mr. Inferno has for me. He uses this word quite often. It's harsh for a girl who's growing up, but believe me, if you hear other words, you'll realize that "country bumpkin" is actually a pretty cool insult~
He's a guy who can come up with the coolest insults, so cool. Every time I hear a new one, it lights a fire under me, just like the name of the foul-mouthed person—oops! I mean like Mr. Inferno's name~ ^_^!
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