The Little Princess's cake, still not finished, now so hungry...
Molly's soft little body was tied with rope, unable to reach to cover her stomach, uncomfortably she shifted.
At the slightest sound from behind, the man in black standing at the door instantly turned around with alert eyes.
"If you don't want to taste bitterness, then behave yourselves!"
"…" Molly immediately stilled, not daring to move an inch.
But her body was leaning awkwardly, and without control, she tumbled to the side, right onto the Little Boy!
"Hiss—" The Little Boy couldn't hold back, sucking in a breath of cold air, but endured without crying out. He just leaned against the wall and used his shoulder to prop her up.
"Did you hit somewhere?"
"…" Molly, prepared to be scolded, suddenly heard his concern. Blinking her big eyes, she couldn't snap back to reality for a moment.
He wasn't actually that bad, just a bit fierce with his words.
