SCARLETT
The next day, I was in the residence, and I saw Bruno interacting with several of the maids working there. He is completely wrapped in gauze and bandages from head to toe. He suffers from a number of scrapes and bruises.
It's impossible for me not to be concerned about it. I started running as fast as I could towards his direction. “Bruno! Are you okay?" It would appear that I am experiencing anxiety.
As Bruno made the observation, "Oh, the beast is here," he let out a chuckle and giggle.
I formed a pucker with the corners of my mouth. "Bruno, I'm sad to learn that you feel that way. You gave me the instruction to put forth my best possible effort in this endeavor. And at this point, it's finished. I apologize,"
He makes a funny face at me while patting the top of my head. "Y
