I had work to do. To survive here, everyone had to plant something on the farm, and whenever it blossomed, they made use of trade-by-barter, as a means of exchange, instead of money. Kiitan's uncle always hated the ideology of money, so they made use of trade-by-barter instead. Since, my crop hadn't grown yet, I had to steal like a common robber, till what I planted could even grow yet. Worst of all, I had never worked on a farm before. I never needed to. This was a whole new world for me.
After my failed attempt at making my vegetable beds, I watered it and heaved in relief, when I was done. I hadn't even realized that I spent over five hours making it. I folded my arms and stared at the progress I made.
From the corner of my eyes, I saw Kiitan coming forward and my breath hitched. God,
